Lincoln

“Honey, you got a package. Not sure why it came here,” Mom wondered as she set it next to me while I was on my phone looking up the dangers of sex while pregnant. I curled my phone close to my chest to avoid her seeing it and gave her a prompt “thank you” before dropping the phone on my chest to pick up the package. There were no signs of what it was, and I wasn’t entirely sure why it came here instead of our new place. The only thing I could think of was I hadn't changed the mailing address on that particular website yet.

Mom moved past me and toward the kitchen. “Where’s Faith?”

“With Sarah across the street learning to cook something. Kayden’s in the office, and Tyler had to work late.”

“Huh. So, are all of you staying for dinner?”

I shrugged and tucked the package under my leg then picked up my phone. “Don’t know.”

She headed into the kitchen.

“Are you boys coming tomorrow and doing laundry while Faith is out with her friend?” I could hear her moving around, getting things ready for dinner.

Not seeing anything remotely concerning about my kind of kink and pregnancy, I cleared my phone and answered my mom. “That’s the plan.”

Moving from the couch in the living room, I made my way through the kitchen. I glanced at my mom, who was already putting a pot on the stove.

“Don't know if we’re going to eat here, but if you make extras, we’ll take it home.”

She sent me a glare and went back to what she was doing. “I guess,” she said reluctantly, but I knew that she was happy to do it. The fact that she was feeding her grandbaby pleased her to no end.

I chuckled and went out the back door toward the office that we had in the back. I wanted to talk to Kayden about Tyler's mandate in regard to sex with Faith. She was my wife too. I wasn't going do anything to hurt her or harm the baby. I was kind of miffed at the fact that he felt the need to issue that warning. Everything I searched about sex during pregnancy was that it was okay. No rough sex, but none of us were really rough with Faith.

Sure, we played around with light spanking, which was hot, but we only did things she wanted. Ultimately, she was in control. I was just the one testing her boundaries, seeing what she liked and what she didn't. It made sex fun and us closer to one another.

I loved our time together. Now, it wasn’t like that all the time. We had our slow love making, just her and I. I loved soft Faith and wild Faith.

And honestly, I liked seeing her arms tied above her head, her milky, creamy skin spread out. I could tickle her if I wanted, but I wouldn't because it would totally break the mood. But the rise of her breasts, the dip in her stomach, that soon would swell with our child, it was arousing and damn...

I stopped short before going in the office. I had a hard-on and I didn't need one when I went in to talk to my brother.

My hands met my hips as I dropped my head down, looking at the ground thinking of architectural designs and structurally sound buildings. I thought about what we had to do to the house, and then I thought about the laundry that we were going to do tomorrow. After a moment, the big man downstairs was safely down, and I entered the office. Kayden was at one of the far desks on a work phone call and typing away at the computer.

He briefly acknowledged me before turning back to the computer and responding to whoever was on the line. 

I grabbed my mom’s chair on the other side where her computer was at and waited for Kayden to get off the phone.

While I waited, I pulled out my phone and searched more blogs. Obviously, no unusual places to have sex where she could get hurt. Like showers. She could slip, as Tyler had said. And not the kitchen table. Having her lean over it wouldn’t be good, but laying her down—wait. We didn’t even have a table, but we could on the couch...

I shifted again. Alright, time to stop thinking about this. Dropping my phone to my chest, I leaned back and tried to distract myself. It wasn't like we hadn't been with one another. We were all with her last night. But I wanted her again and alone. I clenched my hands into fists in frustration thinking about all I wanted to explore with her, then relaxed and groaned. I slid down in the chair and closed my eyes, knowing that if I wanted Faith alone, I'd have to arrange it.

Kayden’s low voice flowed smoothly as he tried to tell the person on the other end that a short sale home was worth a bid, but there would most likely be other offers, as I tried to think of other things and ended up dozing.

It felt like only a moment before I was waking up to Kayden kicking my foot. “Hey.”

I sat up groaning, scrubbing the sleep out of my eyes. “Yeah?”

Kayden chuckled and raised an eyebrow. “You came in to see me. What's up?”

With a sigh, I sat forward in the chair. “Do you think Tyler's issue of us having ‘soft sex’ with Faith was kind of crazy?”

Sitting back up in the chair, I scratched my head, wondering if I was making this more of a big deal than it really was.

Kayden stared at me long and hard, considering my question, then leaned back in his seat. “You were always different with her in that way. Why are you worried? Do you have something planned?”

He raised an eyebrow, mocking me.

I grunted. “Yes, I have things I want to do with Faith. Things that none of you have any interest in. And damn it, she likes it. I just feel like what Tyler asked of us was unfair. I even did research. Ordered a baby book.” This had Kayden snorting. I was offended. “Hey, none of that. This is serious for me. I enjoy being with Faith that way. It brings us closer together, stretching her boundaries and her trust in me.”

He sat back and sighed. “Okay, you know how overly cautious Tyler is. He’s just being protective of her—just like you—and doesn't want anything to happen to her or little McGuire Jr.” Kayden smirked. “He's being a mama bear.”

“Yeah. I get what you're saying.”

Kayden sobered. “She's his wife too and can voice his concern, but so can you. You wouldn't hurt her.”

He gestured to himself. “And I wouldn't hurt her. So... whatever’s in that box you ordered–”

“Wait a minute. How do you know I ordered something?”

Kayden scoffed. “I'm not an idiot, Lincoln. That package has been here for a couple of days. I just keep forgetting to take it home.” His lips quirked. “I’m guessing Mom gave it to you today?”

I twisted my lips. “Yeah.”

“So, whatever you bought in that box, which I'm assuming is for Faith...” I reluctantly nodded. “Is probably going to be okay. Whatever goes on between you and Faith in the bedroom is up to you two. As long as you’re both okay,”  Kayden said, being very diplomatic for him. He gave a cheeky grin. “You need to find time for the two of you without Tyler or me around.” 

I groaned and sat back again. “Yes, I do.”

He shrugged. “How about this? I’ll find time for you and her soon and you do the same for me next week.” My gaze narrowed in on him. “How we going do that with Tyler? He's almost always around, except lately.” Kayden shook his head and went back to his computer, typing something up. That's when I knew that he knew what Tyler was doing.

“Don't worry about it. He’s helping a friend out.”

My defenses went up. “Better not be a girl.”

“No. It has to do with Tucker.” Well, that was a surprise. “He’s having trouble with the whole Marissa, Francis, and his brother thing. Supposedly, they’re thinking about the same kind of relationship we are in, but obviously it's more complicated,” he said with a roll of his eyes. I mulled that over in my head for a bit. “You're saying that when Tyler goes to help out Tucker, you'll split so I can have time with Faith?”

He nodded. “Yep. But you'll owe me.”

“Okay. You got a deal. You find time for me and Faith at home,” I stressed, “and I'll do the same for you.”

Kayden grinned. “Then you're golden. Let the husbands conspire.” 

***

As it turned out, we did eat at my parents’ house, and all throughout dinner I kept thinking about the package that I had waiting in the other room and if I should use it or not.

Tyler came shortly before dinner and seemed to be in a mood. I wasn't sure if it was a good or bad mood, but he seemed to be in deep thought.

Faith had made a crock pot dinner that she was proud of and she told us that since we weren't eating it tonight, she'd put it in the fridge and we could eat it tomorrow.

Since Tyler came with his own Jeep and we had the truck, Faith went with Tyler while I jumped in the truck with Kayden.

Once on the road, just to irritate me, he turned on the radio to Christmas music. It was that time of year. Then, another thought occurred to me.

“Hey, I know we're doing the appliances for Christmas, but shouldn't we also get something for Faith? This is our first year married. She might be expecting that.”

Kayden shot me a look. “Are you crazy? Yes. I thought that was a given. I already got her something.”

“What?”

“Each year, since the second year we met, Faith and I exchange a box of band-aids with some kind of cartoon character on it."

My gaze left the snowy road outside and landed on Kayden. "What? Seriously? Why didn't I know about this?"

He shrugged. "We don't make a big deal about it." He shot me a grin. "And I love to see what kind she gets me."

“Huh. Well, we don't have anything like that."

"No. But you do have your kink time. That's not me or Tyler’s thing, but Faith always has that dreamy look after being with you."

My eyebrows lifted in surprise. Kayden paid that much attention to her? "What do you mean?"

Keeping his gaze on the road, he stumbled on an answer for me. "I can't explain it. She’s more relaxed. Like carefree and loved."

"But she's like that all the time with us," I argued.

"I'm not saying you’re better in bed, just that you ring her bell in a different way than we do."

Giving a slow nod, I accepted what he said. "Thanks?"

A half chuckle and snort came from him. "Dude, it wasn't a compliment. It's just facts. We all have our own thing with Faith."

I sat back. “Yeah. Our own thing.”