Total pages in book: 143
Estimated words: 138844 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 694(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 463(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138844 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 694(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 463(@300wpm)
I shivered over and over and pulled the duvet around us, and I gathered my boy close to my body. I wanted our chests sticky with his come.
His heart was beating fast, though. He buried his face in the crook of my neck, each breath hitting my skin rapidly.
I squeezed him tightly and kissed his shoulder.
He tilted his head, and we met in a slow, tongue-teasing kiss. “I think I needed that more than you.”
I let out a breathy chuckle. “I’m not sure that’s possible.”
He grinned softly and kissed me again, and we—
“Oh my God, Daddy, Cameron’s home!” Noa yelled.
Cam and I flinched at the volume of that little boy’s booming voice, and a beat later, we had Noa storming toward us, naked as the day he was born.
“Um, hi! I go pee, and suddenly you’re here?” He jumped up on the bed and pounced on Cam. “Is everything awesomesauce now? Are you home for good? Can you make us breakfast? Did you miss me a lot? Can I eat ice cream in front of Uncle Lucian so he gets jealous?”
“Hey.” I furrowed my brow.
Noa booped me on the freaking nose. “Hi!”
Cam chuckled drowsily and cuddled into my embrace again, with Noa on top.
I supposed our quiet reunion was over.
The moment that followed in the kitchen was almost as lovely, though.
KC sat on the kitchen counter, and he’d yanked me close to stand between his legs, my back to his chest, so we both could watch the boys prepare breakfast.
It wasn’t often Cam had the patience to let Noa help out, but we sensed they needed this. Noa paid extra attention and did whatever Cam told him, from flipping pancakes to setting the table in the dining room. Meanwhile, Cam multitasked like a professional. The kitchen filled with heavenly scents of muffins, bacon, eggs, and toast.
I was going to keep an eye on Cam, however. His nose was stuffy, and he’d sneezed more.
Maybe slave briefs and my collar weren’t quite enough.
“This is where we belong,” KC murmured and pressed a kiss to my neck.
I nodded and threaded our fingers together across my stomach.
“Oops!” Noa giggled and flipped one of the chocolate pancakes. “It totally has a face—look!”
Cam laughed and shook his head.
Yeah. This was where we belonged.
I tilted my head back and nipped at KC’s jaw. “Are you off today too?”
He inclined his head. “I took the whole week, and Noa called in sick for today and tomorrow. He said he’d play it by ear.”
Damn. I couldn’t remember the last time we’d had several days together without interruptions.
I probably needed the time to recover too. Penelope had texted the second I’d left the bathroom earlier to let me know she was coming in an hour or so. Lucas, Kit, Santiago, and Gael were coming around five, and Macklin was stopping by after his shift later tonight. At least two of my visitors would lay into me in their own unique way.
“Will you protect me against Penelope?” I asked quietly.
Cam was preparing our daily intake of vitamins and whatnot. Water and freshly squeezed orange juice, two pills in that little container, four pills in that one, three hundred in mine…
“No fucking way.” KC rumbled a chuckle under his breath and squeezed me to him. “You’re on your own against her.”
Figures.
I glanced back at him. “What about aftercare?”
He smiled and brushed his lips to mine. “You reckon you’ve earned that?”
I sucked my teeth. “One does not need to earn aftercare.”
He grinned.
Damn troll.
I kissed him slowly, my mind flying back to our late nights discussing dominance and submission when we were so new in the lifestyle. Back then, I was the only one KC had come out to. His parents were still alive at the time, so he’d clung to a lie that’d made him miserable and trapped in a loveless marriage to Noa’s mother.
“I love you,” I murmured.
“Back at you, baby.” He rested his forehead to mine and closed his eyes. “Remember that kink seminar on aftercare you dragged me along to back in the day?”
Boy, did I. “You did everything you could to provoke me.”
I’d started exploring much earlier than he had; for years, he’d stuck to fantasies, porn, and browsing through discussion groups in kink forums. But a few years in, I’d convinced him that coming with me to a seminar didn’t mean anything. It wasn’t more of a lie than his entire identity being kept a secret. So that had opened a door for him.
“Hey, I was just making sure you could keep your cool under pressure,” he defended.
Bullshit.
KC was a complete brat at times. A reaction whore who’d tested the waters around homosexuality by testing my patience. For instance, the time KC and Christine separated temporarily…
I wasn’t sure Noa knew about that.
“Okay, breakfast is ready!” Noa declared. “Can you stop whispering secrets over there?”