Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
The not-frowning part and the fact that he hadn’t pulled away or poked me again had me wrapping one arm around him and resting my hand on the back of his neck as I deepened the kiss. Every step, I kept expecting him to go all magey again, but it seemed like kissing stopped the disgruntled part of his brain that generally reacted first to everything.
I was going to remember that.
I was also going to remember the way he opened his mouth when I teased my tongue against the seam of his lips and the low moan he made as I made love to his mouth.
And the way his ass moved over my lap as he rocked against me would definitely be memorable too.
We’d definitely moved past awkward as he finally eased back and took a deep breath, but he was watching me like he wasn’t sure what I would do next.
Relationship. Traditional. Frowns weren’t bad.
“Can I hold you tonight too?” When he just blinked, I glanced down at Lorne, who might or might not have twitched, before focusing back on my other partner. He was the one to worry about for the moment, so I tried to explain myself. “I want to be able to hold you both.”
I cut off the rambling words that wanted to escape and just waited to see how he would respond.
“Okay.” His expression was hard to read, but Carrick nodded slowly before leaning in and giving me a peck that time. “You can be in the middle?”
The bed was big enough that we’d actually all fit, so I nodded and smiled, doing my best to look relaxed so he’d stop worrying. “I think that’s a good plan.”
And I’d keep my fingers crossed we kept things moving in a nice, neutral, nondynamic, traditional way that didn’t make him question my sanity any more than he already was.
Yep, that sounded like a great plan.
Chapter 11
Lorne
“Did you know you’re not naked?” Peering under the covers, I frowned. “Neither of you. Do you know how disappointing that is?”
How could they do that to me?
I woke up surrounded by arms and big men and then I discovered they were both wearing clothes.
“I’m in boxers.” Daddy’s voice was gruff but he looked like he was refusing to open his eyes. “That’s not really considered wearing clothes.”
“But they don’t even have a fly. It’s false advertising if your junk can’t fall out or even just peek out.” We were going to have to go shopping. “And Carrick is wearing sleep pants. He’s wearing pants, Daddy.”
Carrick actually laughed before trying to wiggle his arms out from under me. “Why are you on top of me? And of course I’m wearing pants. I wasn’t going to have you just wake up and I’m naked beside you. Consent, monkey. Consent.”
I was starting to think that was a word that was just designed to slow down a mating.
Or leave poor subs horny.
“I’m consenting.” But not to the weird undies I found myself in. They were ugly. They didn’t even sparkle. “And I don’t know why I’m on top of you. I just woke up this way.”
The two of them were comfy, though, so I wasn’t going to complain that they’d gotten in the way somehow. It’d also made it easier for me to peek under the covers without waking them up.
“You wiggle, monkey.” Daddy seemed to think that was more important than talking about his underwear. “I’m glad you’re not upset that we had a sleepover, though.”
“I consented to that, and I remembered that I consented to that.” I’d gotten to watch them kiss and I’d been quiet enough that I’d gotten to see Master be a pain in the butt.
But Daddy thought he was cute too when he was being naughty, so I wasn’t worried.
Now Daddy was going to have to learn to tell naughty people to behave sometimes, but I wasn’t sure I should be the one to teach him that.
Boyd could do it.
“Who’s going to feed me?” I needed eggs or pancakes and coffee or hot chocolate and maybe bacon. “I’m so hungry my tummy is talking. Hear it?”
I knew Daddy could but I wasn’t sure about my mage, so I wiggled higher up their bodies and gently lifted one eyelid up. “Did you hear it?”
Magey just groaned.
But Daddy laughed and smacked my butt since his arms weren’t stuck. “Naughty monkey.”
Yep.
“But I’m your monkey, Daddy.” Wiggling around, I was very careful and didn’t hurt either of my mates as I turned to be able to kiss Daddy’s cheek.
Of course, my magey had to groan and complain about my elbows and my knees and about how wiggly dragons were…but Daddy liked my kiss and opened his eyes.
“Good morning, monkey.” He kissed my nose, looking very happy to see me. “You’re right. Your tummy is very loud. Should we have our grumpy mate make you some breakfast?”