Chapter 17

Chapter Seventeen

Elliot

I loaded the last of the suitcases into the cars and softly shut the door. After another night of endless orgasms and a lot of firsts for Tyler and me, my loves were still sleeping. We had a few more hours before we needed to meet Hazel and Dawson for breakfast, and I wanted Tyler to be well rested enough to drive himself back to our house. Despite us taking our time, I did ask him to spend the night with us again so he could acclimate to being back to normal life. I didn't want him to have some kind of mental drop after all the fun we'd had this weekend.

I walked back through the house, making sure I'd packed everything we needed before slipping into the bathroom and starting the water. Once I'd stripped everything off, I stepped into the spray letting the water soothe my sore muscles. Being in a ménage required using a lot of muscles I'd forgotten I had.

I turned when I heard the shower door open and smiled when I saw Tyler standing there rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "Good morning."

"Good morning."

I stepped back and allowed him to enter. He fidgeted and I chuckled at his nerves. Pulling him closer, I kissed him good morning before releasing him. "Did you sleep good?"

"Yes, did you?"

"I did. Knowing my babies were sleeping well, helped me relax."

He flushed when I called him my baby, but didn't correct me.

"I've had a great time with you guys this week. It felt like having a family."

"You do have a family with us, Tyler. Always."

"Thank you for this, for including me. E-Even if it doesn't work out, thank you for giving me the opportunity."

I pulled him back into my arms. "I know you're still nervous, but I think it's going to work out perfectly. I think you were meant to be with us all along, we were all just too stupid to see it at first."

He snuggled into my wet body a bit, his thick cock bumping against mine. I stroked his face with my thumb, and he leaned into my hand.

"I'm really glad that we're in a…" He hesitated a minute.

A grin played on my lips. "A relationship," I filled in.

"Yeah, I'm really glad we're in a relationship too. I didn't know that's what I wanted, but I do want that."

"How does it make you feel? You figured you might be involved with Tinsley, and that we would be intimate with her together, but we didn't expect you and I would be intimate…" I couldn't help but hold my breath while I waited for his answer. I hadn't expected the things that had happened between us, but to me, they felt right, and I hoped Tyler felt the same way. We hadn't had a real chance to talk about it.

"Knowing Tinsley is mine makes me feel like a fucking king, but knowing I'm yours makes me feel… cherished."

The breath I was holding left my chest in a whoosh of relief. "I promise to cherish you every day."

He grinned and ducked his head quickly. So fucking cute.

"What are our plans for today?"

I gave him a quick rundown between a few more kisses. I just couldn't resist. He was so flushed and shy. It was my kryptonite.

The shower door clicked open again and Tinsley stepped in this time. We were a bit crowded because this shower was definitely not made for three.

"Morning, Dada. Morning, Papa," Tinsley said very nonchalantly. "Can we go has pancakes?"

"Papa?" he asked her, stroking her back.

"Yeah. I decided our relationship is like Hotel California, you can check in, but you can never check outs."

I chuckled and Tyler scooped her up in his arms before kissing her sweet mouth. "You know what, Teenie? Papa doesn't want to check out. He's very happy and he would love some pancakes for breakfast. He thinks going to breakfast with his girlfriend and his boyfriend sounds amazing."

I wrapped my arms around both of them and smiled. "Best. Vacation. Ever."

Leaning forward, I kissed Tinsley on the lips. Immediately I noticed she tasted extra sweet this morning. Pulling back, I studied her closely. She had a blue ring around her mouth. "Tinsley Harper!"

She sheepishly looked away. "Tinsley's cannie."

"She didn't…" Tyler trailed off, looking at me in almost pure horror.

We stepped out of the shower and hastily dried off before heading into the bedroom. Right in the middle of the bed sat Tinsley's empty taffy bucket with far too many wrappers around it.

"Tinsley Harper," Tyler scolded as he sat her down on the floor. "That was almost an entire bucket of candy!"

"Tinsley's cannie," she grumbled.

I reached under the bed and pulled out our travel enema kit. "Tyler, today you're going to get a lesson in what happens when Little girls fuck around and find out."

"Noooo!" Tinsley cried, before running from the room.

"Are you sure you're ready for Papa life?" I asked, only half kidding.

"Oh, yeah. I wouldn't rather be doing anything else," he answered before going to capture our candy goblin.

THE END