My only concerns at the moment were how quickly I could get hard once more, which one of my three men I should fuck into oblivion now, and whether I’d ever feel warm again.
Archie: “We’ll see you at home tonight, sweetheart.”
I nodded and reached up, kissing him quickly. “The blue pot in the fridge—just reheat it on the stove. It’s Corey-approved soup—and there’s bread on the counter.”
Sloan smiled and kissed me again. “What would we do without you?”
“Let’s not find out, Sir.” I grinned and moved over to squeeze Corey to me. “Your Yoda pajamas are in the dryer, same with Jamie’s and Emma-Jo’s.”
“Thanks, babe. We’ll see you later. Take care of Pop.”
“I will. Give the kids a hug from me.” I held the door open for them, kind of wishing Master and I could go with them right away. But he needed some more rest. Besides, Sloan and Corey were first picking up Jason and Jamie at their friends’ houses, Emma-Jo and Loki at their grandparents’, and then Kyla at my sister’s place. Who knew, maybe Master and I would beat them to Winchester. It depended on when he woke up.
As soon as the door was closed again, I went over to stoke the fire. Then I filled a new mug with coffee and reheated two cookies before I returned upstairs to find my Owner fast asleep under two thick duvets.
As indescribably sexy as today’s bondage scene had been, it was so bloody cold outside that I was genuinely worried. I didn’t believe in every myth about how quickly you’d catch a virus just because you left the house without a jacket, but fucking hell. There were limits. No wonder he was knocked out now.
Well, we’d fucked pretty hard right after too.
“Master?” I set the beverage and the cookies on the nightstand, then dropped my sweats and joined him under the covers. At least he’d gotten his body heat up. “How can I get you to drink some coffee and get a little sugar in you, Master?”
He made a sleepy sound and pulled me flush to his sexy body. “Say how much you love me,” he muttered drowsily.
I smiled and combed my fingers through his hair. “There isn’t a word powerful enough in the English language.” I brushed my lips to his. “You’re the man of my dreams, Greer. The love of my life. The Master I was born to serve.”
He shivered and tightened his hold on me. “I love you so goddamn much, baby. One day, I’m gonna make you take my name.”
Try to stop my cheesy grin now.
SATURDAY
Lucian | Cam | Noa | KC
Lucian Leroux
“Good morning, Owner.”
I smiled tiredly and managed to open my eyes just as I felt Cam’s sweet lips against my own. “Good morning, my love.”
The bed was too warm and too comfortable for me to even consider getting up yet. Although, the coffee and breakfast from downstairs did smell heavenly.
In addition, Noa was currently fucking himself on my cock, and I couldn’t possibly interrupt him.
When KC snuggled closer, I stretched out and slipped a hand under my head, and he took the invitation to rest his head on my chest. He hummed and reached down to touch Noa’s adorable little ass.
“Are you doing the thing I told you?” Cam asked Noa quietly. “Clench as hard as you can when you sink down on him.”
Noa glanced at me over his shoulder, then down to where we were connected—not that he could see the exact spot—before he took a big breath and rolled his hips forward.
“Like this, Uncle Lucian?” The next time he took me all the way in, he followed Cam’s instructions.
I tensed up at the onslaught of pleasure and blew out a breath. “Exactly like that, baby boy. Fuck—keep going.”
Noa moaned and sped up.
“Come downstairs when you’re done. Breakfast is almost ready.” Cam leaned down and kissed my cheek before he made his way to the ladder.
“I’ll join you, sweetheart.” KC yawned and rolled out of bed. “I gotta take a leak.”
“Don’t forget your cane,” I said, sucking in a breath. Fuck, that felt good. A little too good. “Get me off—no teasing.” We had a busy day before the event. I was taking Cam to a car dealership because I’d finally convinced him to let me buy him a car. What with all the errands he ran for the whole family, from grocery shopping to whatever else, the least I could do was make sure he could get around comfortably.
“Can—can you take over, Sir?” Noa groaned. “I wanna get fucked.”
“Of course, little one.” I pushed myself up and hauled him off me, eliciting a cute giggle from my favorite little puppy. Then I pushed him back against the mattress, covered him with my body, and I guided my cock between his legs. “You just focus on your uncle’s hard cock.”