Page 151 of Cross the Line
“Careful,” Jayden whispers, scooping me up and navigating the prints to the stairs. “The kids love finding Santa’s footprints. It’s the first thing they check for, followed by whether the milk and cookies and reindeer food are gone.”
“You’re so good with them,” I say, catching Eli’s soft smile behind Jayden.
This afternoon’s conversation warms me all over again.
“It was one of my favorite parts of Christmas. That burst of excitement when I used to walk downstairs and find Santa had been. I guess I’m living vicariously through my cousins now.”
“Will you do that for our children?”
I don’t know why I ask, only that I wish I’d had those moments. Maybe I can live them through our babies.
Jayden’s eyes go molten. “Yes. It’s a tradition we’re keeping, for sure.”
I smile. He glances over his shoulder at Eli. “What do you think, Bombshell?”
“I think it’s a wonderful tradition to keep,” Eli replies, slipping past us to open the bedroom door.
Eli closes the door behind us, turning the lights on to a gentle dim that heavies the silence between us. Engulfing us with the heat in the room.
My heart can’t decide whether to melt or sprint as Jayden sets me on the bed, face level with his.
“Is that what you want, Fin?” JJ asks as Eli steps in behind him.
Eli wraps his arms around Jayden’s chest and rests his chin on JJ’s shoulder. “You want us to put a baby in you, Angel?”
I swallow. My heart punches hard enough to tremble my chest as Jayden peels off my sweater and undershirt in one go.
“I bet you’d look so fucking perfect with our kids growing inside you.” JJ’s hand slips beneath the high waist of my leggings, flattening to my stomach.
“Your belly all swollen and round,” Eli rumbles.
Oh, Lordy.
I stare at JJ’s hand and swear I can see it—my belly full under his touch. Need drags heavy through me.
“You want that, Baby?” Jayden whispers, leaning in as his hand trails lower, and Eli knots his fingers in my hair.
His breath rough along my jaw, he murmurs in my ear, “You want us to fuck our seed into your belly?”
“Yes,” I manage, clutching their shoulders as Jayden’s tongue licks up the other side of my throat.
“Yes?” he rumbles, teasing lilt feeding the fire in my blood.
“Yes,” I choke when Eli tugs my hair, tipping my head back for open access to my neck and jaw.
“Elaborate, Angel,” Eli demands, cupping my breast and yanking down the cup of my bra when Jayden shifts sideways to make room. His fingers tease my pussy while Eli continues, “Like this: I want to suck on your tight nipples until you moan my name.”
Ohmygod.His mouth latches onto my nipple, teeth raking along the pebbled peak with a throaty groan that twists straight to my core.
My pussy clenches around Jayden’s fingertips. He doesn’t push deeper or pull out. Holding his fingers still, he stokes my desperation to have them inside me.
Eli’s other hand works the opposite breast. Squeezing harder when I cry out with the dull ache it radiates through me. Then his tongue circles my nipple, sucking deeper.
My…my!My legs almost give.
“Eli—” I gasp as his teeth nip my tender nub. “—JJ… Fuck me, please!”
Jayden spears his fingers all the way in with a grunt. “That’s it, Baby, squeeze my fingers with your sweet cunt.”
