Page 23 of Thick as Thieves
“I need to eat,” she complains. “Can someone order me food? Otherwise I won’t make enough for them. I need calories.” She smiles up at him and turns towards him, her head twisted backwards to kiss him back.
She gently pushes her tits into his hands. It’s an unconscious move, but, fuck, now I have a hard-on watching them.
Marcus takes my hand and puts it on her stomach. Her skin is hot, smooth, velvet softness under my fingers, burning me, but she doesn’t move away. I draw circles on her stomach, running my hand around her abdomen, and when she moans into his mouth, my cock twitches at the sound.
The cry gets louder and she pulls away from us. “Dinner time,” she says lightly, jumping up and moving straight towards the doors and out of the bedroom into the living room.
Marcus looks intently at me. I’m not sure what his expression is telling me, but I smile and release a deep breath before stating, “She’s going to fucking kill us for sure.”
The tension subsides immediately as he grins at me.
“I’ve told you that a million times. Come out when you’re ready.”
He pats me on the shoulder as he moves to join his family.
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Evie
Brazil
I might be in over my head here. I feel Xander fall asleep on me, so I gesture to Kell to let him know. Bucky moves from behind me, and Kellen leans over whispering, “Stay in here, and he’ll sleep a bit.” He kisses me and they all leave, pushing the cribs into the main living room.
To be honest, it's comfortable. And I need the sleep, too. I need to be rested and well fed for my twins. They’re growing boys and I am it for their food.
Xan stirs and wraps his arms tighter around me, holding me closer to him. God, I hope he gets a fair few hours. It’s so sad how he can’t sleep. That bitch of a mother used to get him up on purpose so he’d be tired in the day and she could moan about him.
I pull him closer to me. I’ve missed him. His smell of woods, trees, and sweet summer grass is so good, so comforting, before long, I’m closing my eyes and dozing off again.
I wake to find Xan looking at me through his eyelashes. He really does have amazing eyes, the bluest of blue, and with his black hair, he’s so striking. I think only Kellen with his eyes and looks can match him. When he talks to me, his voice still thick with sleep, I brush his hair across his forehead and his drowsy face and eyes kick my protective instincts into high gear.
My boys start their dinner cry, and Kell confirms my suspicions when he comes into the room shutting the door and joking that the dinner bell has chimed. Before I can move my languid limbs, Kell surprises me by climbing onto the bed behind me. His scent sends my senses on hyperspeed. They’re so strong—smells, perfumes of any sort, seem to be heightened at the moment.
His eyes are on me, and when he touches me, my body responds as it always does. Questions asked and answered unconsciously. He’s kissing and holding me in front of Xander, and whilst I’m taken a little aback as he smiles into my mouth, I don’t question it.
I love how he touches me. Totally worships me. He takes it up a notch when he gently caresses the weight of my breasts, and god that feels good. But then I feel him move his hand and take Xander’s and put it on my stomach. Where I carried the twins, where I carried James…
My brain is whirling, my senses going haywire. What the hell is he doing?
Xander’s touch is different from Kell’s, the calluses on his fingers much more pronounced. It feels fantastic on my overheating skin. I hear a moan and think it must be Xan, but it isn’t. It’s me.
Kellen’s hard cock is digging into my arse cheeks, and he pushes himself gently into me, showing me how hard he is. How much I affect him. But this feels beyond normal.
Is it because of Xan in bed with us? Or is it because he’s horny?
The cry of my babies jerks me out of my haze and I make a light comment, trying to extricate myself as seamlessly as possible. In truth, I’m running. I have to make an exit before I’m forced to look too deeply into what is happening.
I push through into the living area to find James and Bucky holding the twins. Talking to them, trying to placate the hungry boys.
God knows what I look like, but I feel very flustered. Catching sight of myself in a mirror, I look flushed and happy, and I’m taken aback by that. I feel hyper, if I’m honest. Like I’m high, but god knows on what.
James looks at my face carefully, I notice, and hands over Lochi, saying nothing.
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James
Brazil
