Page 39 of Bonds of Fate

“Will you two just eat what I gave you?”

Both look chagrined at getting caught out. “Sorry, it’s really good, thank you.” The last is muffled by Nix’s full mouth, Jay having managed to stick some food in, finally.

Leo arrives with a sleepy-but-showered Luca on his back, and Gideon takes his beloved in his arms to cradle him like a newborn on his lap, his head tipped back over his arm. He smells fresh and a bit like Rowan, too.

Gideon presses his nose in behind his ear and snuffles until he gets a giggle. “Morning, honey. I missed you.”

Leo grabs a piece of toast and crams the whole thing into his mouth, cheeks puffed out, and lies flat on the couch with his eyes closed. “Don’t you dare choke, Leo Costas.”

“Yes, mom.”

“Sugar, I want Nixie.” Luca shifts his attention—and Nix’s—though Nix already has eyes only for him. Gideon isn’t sure why they’re sitting so far apart in the first place.

“Then let’s go sit beside him.”

Luca sits up, grabbing their shared plate of food, while Gideon hooks an arm under his ass and lifts him effortlessly. His good boy has at least deigned to wear one of Leo’s t-shirts to the table. Gideon gives him a firm squeeze as a reward.

As soon as he’s gotten Luca settled crosswise on his lap, Nix is up and straddling Luca, knee and lower leg in Gideon’s belly, the other one on his knees. They’re now stacked three high, and Gideon hopes these designer chairs will hold up. The combined scent of his kittens compensates for the lack of lunch because he can’t see the table, let alone his food.

“I missed you, Luca. You smell so good.” Nix has the earlobe closest to Gideon between his teeth, and Gideon feels Luca shiver, mocha scent deepening. “Did Rowan fuck you so good?”

Moaning, Luca nods, and Gideon holds his breath because he’s got a front-row seat to the hottest thing he’s seen today.

“Rowan’s cock is so good.”

The roller coaster of arousal has an ache settling into his balls—he quite likes it.

“Mmmmm. I bet he tastes good, too. I tasted Grayson last night—he made me come two times.”

“Yeah? He drinks pineapple juice, like Jaybird. It makes their come sweet.”

“What? Really? Jamie, do you have sweet come?”

Jay chokes on his toast, red-faced.

“He does. Ten out of ten would recommend,” comes the retort from their beta on the couch.

This is getting out of hand, and why is it always he who has to call a stop to whatever chaos these two little demons are up to? And it’s only been two days.

Nix leans in even closer so only Luca can hear; he seems to have forgotten Gideon’s even there. “Maybe we could suck everyone together later, and I could taste it from your mouth. Bet it tastes even sweeter that way. Would you like that, baby?” There’s a bite to Luca’s ear, and Luca seizes up, shaking through his orgasm and coming all over the bottom of his t-shirt.

His beloved is so easy. Thank the fucking Goddess.

Gideon can’t blame him, though. This version of their omega makes him hard, too, and he can’t look away from his kitten’s red lips on Luca’s ear. “Bet Gideon would like that too, wouldn’t you?”

His kitten turns slowly and looks him dead in the eye, whispering, “That’s two points for me—you better hurry if you want to catch up.” He leans forward andlicksGideon’s nose before kissing Luca sweetly to help bring him down.

Holy fuck.

He’s going to have to ramp up his game. Not that he knew he needed one—but his kitten is a tease, and there’s only one way to handle a tease. Gideon is more than ready. His eyes narrow, and this time, Gideon catches the shiver that runs through him.

Nix slides off Luca’s lap and hovers his hand over the wet spot on the black t-shirt, gaze still firmly on Gideon. “Such a good boy, Luca. Can I?” Luca is dazed and panting from his fast orgasm, twitching at the praise. He’s not asking Luca, and that’s interesting, as they’ve certainly not talked about Gideon’s ownership of Luca’s pleasure.

“Do you think you deserve it, kitten? You didn’t ask me if you could.”

His softsorryis surprisingly sincere, given his recent sass. “I deserve what you say I deserve.” He’s looking down, and he’s got his hands clasped behind his back.

Jay and Leo groan. It’s incendiary, for sure, but Gideon doesn’t play for real without a frank conversation, especially if this might be a holdover from Hayes.

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