by Livia Grant
“What is the other surprise? You said you had a couple?” Emma asked, her forehead furrowed with concern.
The doctor got a bit more serious. “Perhaps you gentlemen might like to take a seat?”
“What the fuck? You promised it wasn’t bad news!” Jaxson yelled, agitated.
The doctor refused to be intimidated, smiling instead as he calmly replied, “Nothing is wrong. I just find that many fathers feel a bit overwhelmed when I tell them they are about to have twins.”
There was a sudden humming in Chase’s ears. Had he heard the man correctly?
“Wait. Twins? As in two babies?” Emma squeaked.
“Yes. I’m certain. In fact, I was able to determine that each baby is in its own separate amniotic sac. They each have their own placenta and supporting structures. That means that you will be having…”
“Fraternal twins,” Emma answered ahead of him.
“Most likely. Depending on when the egg split, it is still possible that they are identical, but unlikely.”
Chase’s heart rate had spiked. He was beginning to wish he’d taken the doctor’s advice and taken a seat. One look at Jaxson and he knew his Dom felt the same way.
“Twins.” Jaxson uttered randomly to the room, trying the word on for size.
“Twins,” the doctor reassured them more forcefully.
“Two.” Jaxson was staring off into the distance.
The doctor chuckled. “Like I warned, maybe you’d feel better taking a seat for a few minutes until the news sinks in.”
“How did this happen?” Jaxson had turned pale. Chase was trying not to freak out at the news too, but seeing his Dom looking so lost helped Chase move into action. Only after he released Emma’s hand did he realize how hard she’d been squeezing him. He rushed around the end of the exam table to hug Jaxson from behind.
“Hey, this is good news,” he assured his lover.
“Since when is fucking up two kids instead of one good news?” Jaxson sounded almost manic.
“No one is going to be fucking up the kids. You’re going to be an awesome father.”
Jaxson’s scoffing laugh only made Chase feel worse. It was Emma’s calm voice that finally seemed to get through to their Dom. “Jaxson Davidson, you are going to be a wonderful father. Will you please stop comparing yourself to your father? You are nothing like him. I’ve seen you with kids in general and Natasha, specifically. Your face just lights up when you hold her.”
“That’s because I could give her back to her mother after a few minutes.”
“Yeah, well then I guess we are all lucky there are three of us. Surely between the three of us, we’ll be able to handle two babies,” Chase reassured him.
“Would you feel better if I show you the first pictures of your babies?” the forgotten doctor interjected.
“I’d love to.” Emma answered for them. “I’ve been calling him or her peanut. I guess I’ll need to come up with another nickname for the second baby.”
“Well, they are a bit bigger than peanuts already. They are each a bit bigger than a lemon.” He’d begun to move the wand inside Emma again, stopping to display an image that was unmistakably a baby on the screen. “This is baby A. I’m able to confirm everything looks perfectly healthy so far with this baby. You can even count five fingers on that hand right there.”
He had to move the wand a bit more to display a second image on the screen.
“This is baby B. He or she is a bit more hidden, but so far everything looks perfectly normal. But…” He paused, waiting for the trio to look away from the screen and back at him. “There is nothing to worry about, but I like to treat all multiple births as higher risk. That means I’m going to want to see Ms. Fischer a bit more frequently. I want to keep a close eye on your morning sickness and make sure we keep you hydrated. I know I gave you the prescription for the vitamins, but they are more important than ever now that you are eating for three.”
“I need to sit down.” Jaxson had started to back into Chase who helped him to a nearby chair.
The doctor kept talking to Emma. “If you throw up within two hours of taking the vitamin, I’d like you to take a replacement. We need to keep the nutrients in you. If you find you’re throwing up more frequently, call immediately. I might not be able to stop the sick feeling, but I can setup IV feedings to ensure you are staying hydrated.”
“Yes, sir,” Emma answered quietly.
“Do you have any questions for me?” the doctor asked as he pulled the wand from Emma and stood, pushing the machine away from the exam table.
Chase looked down at Jaxson. He knew they needed to leave and get some fresh air.
“I’m sure we’ll come up with a million questions later, but right now, I think we just need to let the news sink in. When do you need to see Emma again?”
“I’d like you back in a week.”
“A week? You sure everything is okay?” she asked.
“Just fine, young lady. I told you, this is a VIP service. I’m pretty sure your men are going to want me to keep an extra close eye on you and your babies. We’ll be watching your progress closely, that way if anything does develop, we’ll know about it right away and be able to take action.”
“Thank you,” Jaxson said softly. “Yes, you’re right. That is exactly what we want. I don’t care what it costs.”
“Like I said. VIP service.” The doctor grinned.
Chase suspected the bastard was making seven figures a year catering to the rich and famous of Southern California, but since he was putting the health of his family in the guy’s hands, who was he to complain?
He moved to shake the doctor’s hand. “Thanks again, Dr. Tipton. Should we make the appointment with your nurse?”
“Yes, and make sure she gives you one of my business cards. It has my home and mobile number on it. Call me anytime. Day or night.”
“Let me guess. It goes with the VIP service?”
“You got it. If I don’t answer, it’s because I’m with another patient or in labor and delivery. My calls roll to my service twenty-four seven answering service and they’ll get me the message the minute I’m available.”
The doctor helped Emma sit up before turning to shake hands with the men. “Congratulations again on your happy news. I look forward to meeting those two babies in September.”
After the door closed with his departure, the trio remained frozen, each lost in their own thoughts until Chase couldn’t stand it anymore.
“That was unexpected.”
“Understatement of the year,” Jaxson mumbled.
Emma looked like she was about to cry. Chase went to her, needing to hold her… to touch her… the mother of his children. She fell into his arms from her sitting position at the end of the exam table.
When he felt her tears, he comforted her. “Hey, what’s this? This was all good news, baby.”
“My father is going to be doubly upset when he finds out.”
“He just needs a bit more time. We’ll let him cool off for a few weeks, then we’ll fly to Wisconsin after the clubs open and get everything sorted out.”
“You promise?”
“Of course. As long as Dr. Tipton says it’s safe for you to travel.”
He felt her relax in his arms, and glanced at Jaxson still seated in the chair a few feet away. Chase knew it was going to be a lot harder to help Jaxson come to terms with the news. He’d just started to not freak out about one baby. Lucky for them, he had figured out one sure-fire way to get their Dom to calm down over the years they’d been together.
Sex.
Chase moved from hugging Emma to massaging her. He moved his hands under her top to unsnap her bra.
“Hey, what are you…” Emma couldn’t finish her question. He claimed her mouth in an open mouth kiss, thrusting his tongue into her mouth to dominate her as he let his hands fall to her bare thighs, pulling her legs wider.
They eventually had to come up for air. Chase was disappointed J
axson still sat on the sidelines, but at least his frown had been replaced by an unreadable glare. If the kiss hadn’t enticed Jax, he’d have to take things to the next level.
Chase stepped back, leaning down to grab Emma’s ankles, spreading her legs wide until each foot was settled into the padded stirrup cups. His earlier hard-on had returned with a vengeance. As he pulled her legs up and out, Emma had to lie back onto the reclining table to keep her balance.
He fell to one knee on the now vacant stool before her, leaning forward to drag his tongue through Emma’s wet folds, spending extra time on the nubbin of nerves that caused her to buck her ass off the table. Being an excellent multi-tasker, Chase was able to eat her out while reaching towards Jaxson with his left hand, his invitation to join them.
It wasn’t until Chase stood to unbuckle his own pants and pull his cock out that Jaxson finally rose to his feet. The uncertainty in his lover’s eyes had been replaced by vulnerable desire. Chase grasped his manhood, lightly stroking it to nurse the growing desire to come. The movement caught Jaxson’s attention, and before the men were close enough to touch, Jaxson moved his attention lower to watch Chase squeezing his own dick.
Jaxson reached out to push Chase’s hand away, taking over stroking duty just as Chase reciprocated, pulling Jaxson’s cock free of his pants in a rush. The men fell into each other’s arms, Jaxson claiming his own violent kiss from Chase while jacking each other off until Chase felt his balls tightening.
Chase pulled out of their kiss to grunt, “Gonna come. Need to be inside someone when I do.”
He loved the naughty grin on Jaxson’s face. “You’d better point that bad boy in Em’s direction then.”
Chase teased his lover, “Hey, we’re going through a lot of changes. Maybe we should give you being on the receiving end a shot.”
“You’d better turn around and get ready for my cock, or I might have to deliver my belt instead.”
Chase grinned, relieved Jaxson was smiling again. “Yes, Sir.”
His heart lurched when he turned towards Emma. Seeing her laid open and bare before him was better than presents under the tree on Christmas morning. The glisten of love in her eyes as she’d watched her men humbled him. She’d lifted her arms above her head, holding onto the edge of the table so she was properly presented for him.
Chase clumsily dragged his fingers through her open pussy to ensure she was still wet for them. Finding a pool of her juices, he lined up and fell into her, filling her in one stroke. He was so turned on he froze, buried in her until the urge to shoot his wad like an untried virgin passed.
Jaxson took advantage of Chase’s stillness, spreading his ass cheeks enough to lather his anus with lube from the ultrasound tray. Within seconds, Jaxson’s fingers were replaced by the head of his own erection.
The thrust that filled him was swift. The sudden fullness took his breath away. With each pump of Jaxson’s cock, Chase came closer to shooting his wad and he hadn’t even moved his hips yet. The desperation on Emma’s face reminded him he had a job to do as well.
Like a fine-tuned piston, the trio fell into a dirty dance of push and pull, each chasing their happy place. As their Dom, Jaxson got to decide when they could come. Permission came in the form of Jaxson’s grunted orgasm buried inside Chase who, in turn, pinched Emma’s clit as he rammed into her and shouted, “Now, baby. Come for us.”
Watching the mother of their babies come apart in front of him felt better than his own orgasm. The trio collapsed in a heap on top of Emma.
“You’re squishing me,” she complained.
“Well, we can’t have that. Let’s get you put back together and then we can take this home for round two.”
Chase corrected their dominant. “You mean round three. Round one was in the shower.”
The swat across his ass warmed him. “Keep it up and you’ll find yourself plugged for the drive home.”
Chase could only grin. “Promises, promises.”
Chapter Eleven ~ Jaxson
“She’s asleep. We should talk about it.” Chase spoke quietly in the back of the Town Car when they were almost back to the rental.
Jaxson stroked Emma’s hair softly. She’d laid down across the back seat on the drive. Her feet were in Chase’s lap, her head in his own.
And between them laid two tiny babies, safe inside their mother’s womb, at least for the moment. But September wasn’t nearly far enough away to get ready for the kind of change that he knew was about to rock the trio.
“There’s nothing to talk about,” he finally answered staring out his window at the Los Angeles traffic to avoid looking at his lover.
“The hell there’s not. You’re brooding.”
“I don’t brood,” Jaxson defended.
“Ha! Right.”
Jaxson turned to pin Chase with a warning glare. “This is not helping.”
Chase let his smile slip as he answered. “I can see that. What will help?”
Jaxson looked back out the window as he answered simply with, “Silence.”
“Too bad,” was Chase’s cheery answer. “We got into this by ignoring warning signs. I’m not going back there.”
Anger flared. “No, we got into this because birth control failed. We got into this because Emma missed her appointment. If she’d gone in January, they might have detected the babies and we would have had options.”
The cheery smile was gone from his lover’s face in a heartbeat. In that same heartbeat he felt the crush of guilt press on his chest.
“Are you fucking kidding me? You’d better not be suggesting what I think you are, because if you are, we’re going to have major problems.”
Jaxson sighed, resigning himself to having the difficult conversation whether he wanted to or not. “I didn’t mean that. I would never have wanted her to have an abortion. It’s just…”
“Just what? I don’t see the problem here. We’ve talked about having kids in the future. We all fell in love with Natasha when we’ve been around her, Cash, and Sam. So, it’s a little earlier than we had planned, but I thought you wanted to have kids too.”
Jaxson would have preferred Chase stay angry with him. It would have been easier to take that than the puppy-dog sad eyes he was getting from his lover now.
He moved his right hand, laying it on top of Chase’s left that was resting on Emma’s tummy. The small act somehow made him feel a bit better… more connected to his family.
His family.
He’d thought of his lovers as his family for a long time now, but this felt different. Not necessarily bad, just more permanent. But it wasn’t the permanence that scared him.
Jaxson did not scare easy. He’d made it big in a cutthroat industry as a top model. He’d forged his own spot in the business world, playing with the rich and powerful. He’d even gone head to head with his formidable father and the senator’s political cronies and come out the winner. They hadn’t made him so much as flinch.
But fatherhood… twins… infants he would be responsible for? It scared the shit out of him.
“I’m scared.” It was a whisper, barely audible. He closed his eyes to avoid making eye contact for fear his submissive would be disappointed in his weakness.
“Eyes.” Chase shocked them both with his demand.
Jaxson couldn’t help but open his eyes to see what the fuck was going on. The grin on Chase’s face just angered him more. “Since when do you give the orders to me?”
Chase squeezed his hand as he replied. “Since you needed me to. Don’t worry. I don’t want the job full-time, but you don’t have to carry the weight of our family’s decisions all on your own. We’re a team, remember? Where one goes, we all go. So prepared or not, you’re coming along for the ride into parenthood. It’s okay if you need me to take the lead every now and then until you get your feet under you again.”
“It feels weird,” Jaxson admitted. He left off the part that it didn’t necessarily feel bad.
“I’m a switch.
It doesn’t feel so weird for me.”
“Don’t get used to it. I’ll pull it together.”
“Of course you will. And like I told you, I don’t want the job full-time. I’m just suggesting that in this one small area of our lives you don’t have to be Superman. Let me carry some of the load for a while. You focus on the clubs and getting the house ready for us. Let the news of the babies sink in slowly. Let me focus on Emma, the babies, and her health. Divide and conquer.”
“Divide and conquer,” Jaxson parroted, trying the idea on, feeling a bit of the weight lifting almost immediately.
The car came to a stop, and he looked up to find they had arrived in the driveway of the rental house.
He turned to look at Chase. “It might work. Let’s get Emma inside. I need to head back over to the mansion to check in with Maxine, but let’s talk about this more tonight, okay?”
Chase looked relieved. “That sounds good. I’ll stick with Emma and get her prescription filled and some food and drinks into her as soon as she wakes up from her nap.”
“Divide and conquer,” Jaxson said again, acknowledging they had already started the plan.
“I’ll come around and carry her in. Can you open the front door?” Chase asked.
“Sure.”
Chase came to Jaxson’s door while he tried to maneuver the sleeping Emma into sitting in his lap. She stirred but was so tired she didn’t wake. Not even as Jaxson handed her out to the waiting Chase who scooped her up in his arms, bride style.
She had just snuggled her face into the crook of Chase’s neck when a man came running up behind Chase, shouting.
“What’s wrong with her? Is she hurt?”
Fuck. Damn. Shit. Piss.
Jaxson exited quickly, stepping in between Robert Fischer and Chase. He had to place both hands on the older man’s chest to hold him back. Jax had his back to his lover, but it didn’t stop him from issuing instructions. “Go. Take her inside. I’ve got this.”
He knew Chase had left because Robert was struggling to follow them. Jaxson had to use all of his strength to subdue Emma’s father.