The thought slid into her mind before she could stop it: Hayden flat on his back, Jared holding him down, Beck’s mouth working his c**k.
Her husband, the man who always had to be in control, surrendering and taken.
Fuck that’d be so hot, she thought as she pressed her thighs together. Trying to ease the ache in her c**t.
Hayden’s voice cut through her haze. “Mine?”
She blinked up at him, her cheeks reddening at the knowing look in his eyes.
Had he read her? He always could. Always saw too much.
“You’re quiet,” he said softly,
“I just…” She trailed off, unable to explain the turmoil she was feeling inside. “It feels like everything I thought I knew has changed. You. Them. Us.”
Beck’s gaze softened. “I’m so sorry your world has been shaken up like this.”
“My world has been shaken up
