Page 11 of Desiderium
Or maybe I do…. That’ll stop ‘em in their tracks. A little seduction equals a little rest for my tired butt.
“No! No! No! Stop being a lazy biotch and just freaking do it already.”
The three of them slow their pace and turn to look at me, questioning my involuntary outburst.
“No. I’m ok. I’m just….” I look down at myself and huff. “Little legs….”
Hawk steps up beside me. “She’s good, man, I’ve got her. Go on ahead and clear the place for us. We’ll be there soon.”
Jax nods at Hawk’s reassurance before he steps towards me, planting a kiss on my forehead. “I’ll see you in a few minutes, baby. Stay with Hawk.” He turns back around and starts jogging, his full pack, along with those cast iron pans, clanging about in a cacophony of speed and determination. “Let’s go!” He yells over his shoulder while Sadie runs her happy ass right along with him.
What in the absolute fuck? He looks like he could run a 5K with no problem right now and I’m over here worried about mybag that’s overflowing with three-ply cushy softness! Cole turns to me, placing a hand on my shoulder. “You’ve got this, beautiful. Just a little farther.” He turns to Hawk. “You good? I’m gonna go back him up.”
Hawk nods his head. “Yeah, we’re good. Go on and help get the hotel set up for us. Maybe even put in a call for room service. Double cheeseburger for me, please. Hot fudge sundae with the works for the missus.”
Cole’s face lights up with a smile before he plants a quick kiss on each of our cheeks. He pulls back with a wink and then turns and runs after Jax.
What the fuck? It’s like the weight doesn’t even slow them down. But not even his perfectly round bubble butt is going to derail my mind from what just happened. He gave Hawk a peck. No… he gave him motherfucking smoochies! Although, I could just be overreacting and that could have simply been platonic fun. I mean, I have heard stories from when they were overseas doing random stuff like this to pass the time and keep each other on their toes. But I can’t help it! Suddenly, the road falls away from my vision and before me is the hidden fantasy that resides in the dark recesses of my mind.
Cole and Hawk. Hawk and Cole. The palpable tension. The power dynamic. The give and take. The surmounting moans and groans and cocks and touching and grabbing and licking and sucking and fu—
“Let’s go, sweets. You’ve got this.”
Uh…excuse me now? Oh… ok… right. I totally just got abducted by a sex dream in the middle of the road. Perfect.
Hawk shoots me a knowing grin which makes my face burn hotter than a lava pool on the surface of the sun.
And I got caught… Lovely.
I decide to fane ignorance at the whole ordeal and nod at his attempt to motivate me. It works, at least, to get my mind back on track and to have me moving faster than a baby snail’s pace. Apparently, my spirit animal is a sloth… or a turtle. Regardless, we end up arriving at the farmhouse shortly after Jax and Cole, which works out since they’ve already dropped their packs and cleared the residence before we even stepped on the property. So, when Hawk and I step inside, I let my pack fall to the floor and shlump into the closest ass receptacle there is.
Which, right now, is the comfiest reclinerever.
I wiggle my ass into its oversized cushions and groan out a rather loud sound of relief and exhaustion which makes the guys laugh and come over to me. “Atta girl,”Hawk says, kissing and nuzzling my cheek before moving out of the way for Cole and Jax.
Jax is completely consumed as he towers over me, touching every available part of my body he can get his hands on. “Did you guys make it ok? No problems?”
Such a worried badger...
“What kind of badass do you take me for? Of course nothing happened in the ten minutes y’all were gone,” Hawk interjects.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, you’re a fucking badass fire chicken, scaring away all the zombies and shit.” Jax turns towards Hawk, putting his hands up like he’s scared while saying ‘Ooooh.’ “Just let me be the daddy of the group so I can do my thing and make sure our girl’s good to go,” Jax responds.
Cole urgently steps towards us, crossing his arms back and forth while shaking his head. “Nope! No, no, no. I’m the daddy. You’re more like the overprotective mom of the group, making cookies and occasionally going all momma bear out there when your cubs are in trouble. Don’t worry though, we all love you for it.” Cole smiles as he makes his way over to where I’m sitting.
Jax simply shakes his head at Cole’s comment, huffing out a laugh as he continues to search my entire body for anything out of the ordinary. Regardless of the fact that he was only away from me for mere minutes, he still needs to reassure himself of my well-being. The events over the past few months have made him even more protective, and even though we’ve been working with him on letting go ofthe heavy burden he’s placed solely upon himself, occasionally it creeps back in. But that’s ok, as Cole says, everything is always a work in progress.
“I’m fine. Really. Just a little tuckered out from the run this morning, then the packing game frenzy and now the long walk that took the rest of the day,” I say, calming his nerves and anxiety by a smidge.
He nods before placing both of his hands on the back of the recliner by my head, leaning in and speaking in low approving tones. “You’re right. Ithasbeen a very long day. I’m sorry I got lost in the plans and pushed us so hard. I’ll keep that in mind for the days ahead.” He brushes his nose against my forehead, smiling down at me. “But I gotta say... I’m so proud of you, baby. You did what you needed to do. You listened. No complaints. Just fire and strength and perseverance. Absolutely perfect.” He nuzzles my nose before kissing the tip of it. “Just like that every time. Love you, baby.”
“Love you too.”
He sighs contentedly and kisses my forehead softly before turning towards the kitchen to resume his search for dinner.
Cole doesn’t say anything as he sits on the floor in front of me and lifts one of my feet, placing it in his lap. He takes his time, removing my shoe and sock, before my eyes involuntarily roll into the back of my head.
“Oooh, that’s the stuff... Yup, that’s what orgasms are made of... right there... fucking... ooooooooh yeah.”
