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He grunts as his hands come up and his fingers grip the strands of my hair. The way he’s holding me should make me feel like I’m losing control, but it doesn’t. I can feel the restraint in the way his fingers are flexing against my scalp.

I feel powerful even on my knees for him.

When I wrap my lips around the head of his cock and start to take more of him into my mouth, he lets out a moan that makes me clench my thighs together. I hollow out my cheeks and suck him as I start to move up and down his length.

He lets out a masculine grunt, which I find sexy as fuck, every time he hits the back of my throat. He’s so hard and I desperately want to taste his cum. His scent, which is fresh and light with a hint of citrus, surrounds me.

Looking up at him, his brown eyes are hooded and filled with so much fucking lust. He shared something important with me, something he didn’t have to trust me with. I want to show him exactly what that means to me.

As I move up his shaft, my tongue flicks against that spot on the underside of the head of his cock and his entire body shudders. Fuck, being able to give pleasure to this powerful man who could have any woman gives me a sense of determination that I’m not used to.

I move faster up and down his length, reveling in the sounds he’s making. Suddenly, he stands up and starts to fuck my mouth, his movements on the edge of frenzy.

There’s a feral glint in his eyes that has me relaxing my jaw and taking him deeper in my throat. The way he’s looking down at me makes me even more eager to swallow every ounce of his cum.

“Oh fuck,” he grits out, his jaw clenched and the muscles of his neck straining. “I’m going to cum.”

I suck him harder and relax, giving over to him as he fucks my face. When he roars out his release, I try to keep up with each spurt. A little leaks out of the side of my mouth and Huck’s thumb catches it.

He pulls out of my mouth slowly and I clean him up as he does. My tongue darts out and I lick his thumb clean as well. As he falls back into his chair, he’s panting and staring at me with wild, hungry eyes.

“Oaklynn,” there’s praise in the way he says my name, like awe wrapped in forever. “Fuck, I can’t feel my legs.”

There’s no way in the world I could keep the wide smile off my face, and I don’t even try. I didn’t ask for them to open their home to me or share their secrets, but here we are.

I’m starting to believe in the forever they’re offering me.

CHAPTER 13

KIRILL

The closer I get to home, the more excited I am. Normally I can get lost in work and not care how much time I’m putting in. Knowing Oaklynn is at home and waiting on us has changed everything.

I even left before Baker and Maxim today, but I have no doubt that they’ll be right behind me. This is exactly why we normally all drive into work separately. Not only are we not trying to bring attention to the fact that we’re all living together, but you never know how plans can change throughout the day. Having freedom when it comes to transportation means we can adapt as needed.

It means today I’m pulling through the gate and toward our home even faster.

My heart is pounding as I head through the front door. The first thing I notice is the light scent of vanilla and chocolate from the cookies Oaklynn baked earlier. But there’s something else in the air as well with a hint of spice. My mouth is watering.

I could have watched every move she made today, but I forced myself not to. I wanted to be surprised when I came home and I wanted her to be able to get comfortable without being watched all the time, even though she wouldn’t have known itwas happening.

I hear a giggle coming from the kitchen and my feet travel in that direction without really thinking about it. The sight of our woman with a big smile on her face while cooking in the kitchen is something I’ll never forget.

The chaos inside of me settles. Even if it lasts for only a few minutes, it’s a welcome respite.

Huck is sitting at the kitchen island while gazing at our woman like she hung the moon and spread the stars throughout the sky. I can’t even give him sit for it because I’m sure she does all of that and more.

“What are you up to,Solnishko?”

Oaklynn’s head snaps in my direction with my question, her smile slipping before it comes back even brighter than before. My heart skips a beat when she does.

I’ve never had anyone look at me the way she’s looking at me right now. What surprises me the most is the trust in her eyes.

When I glance at Huck, I arch an eyebrow in question. The smug look he shoots my way has me even more curious about what the pair has been up to today.

“I’m cooking dinner,” our woman sasses and I can’t help but chuckle.

“I can see that,” I tease as I step closer and lean against the island. “What are you making? It smells delicious.”

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