Page 34 of Fractured Constellations
“Shit, is it that bad?” Thorn asks, a tin of tea in his hand as he looks over from his tea-making station.
“It sucks big hairy donkey balls,” I reply, and they all chuckle, even if it seems a little forced. “But better than the alternative, I guess.” Blade lets out a shaky exhale, and I snuggle into him more, both of us needing reassurance after my words.
“Your white count is critically low. You need to be careful,” Blade states, and I look up at him, his brows furrowed.
“You’ve read my notes?” I’m not sure why that makes my stomach swoop, but it does. They keep surprising me with the care that they have already taken, the time they have already dedicated to me, even though it’s been less than forty-eight hours since they discovered my diagnosis.
“We all have, Goldilocks. We need to know where you’re at and how we can help.” He places a quick kiss on my nose, then releases me to head over to the fridge. Grabbing a protein shake out, one that doesn’t look like the type I’ve seen in there before because it’s in a branded mixing cup that is new, he strides back over to me. “You need to eat. Your protein levels are low.”
“I just ate,” I tell him, crossing my arms over my chest, but he just raises a brow at me, and my heart skips a beat.
“If you want to be punished again, baby, just ask, but you will be upping your protein intake, so take the damn shake.”
With a huff, I grab it, smiling when I notice that the cup has my name printed on it, plus constellations dotted over it. I glance up at Blade, and he gives me a wink that nearly floors me. Jesus fuck. He should never do that again because I don’t think my kitty kat can handle the hotness of grumpy Papa Bear winking.
“I’ve arranged for the house to be thoroughly sanitized daily,” Chase adds, like I’m not a puddle of girl goo on the floor.
“And I’ve made a playlist called ‘Songs to Listen to While Your Brothers Are Being Overprotective Jerks,’” Thorn finishes with a wink, no less devastating than Blade’s.
I open the cap of the shake, bringing it to my lips to take a drink in a bid to distract myself. I’m just not sure what to do with this level of care. Sure, my mom looked after me before, but she didn’t have the resources or sometimes the time to go to this extreme.Yum, chocolate.
“Good girl,” Blade comments in a low tone that frankly should be illegal. “Now, we have a couple of options depending on your energy levels.”
“Which I’m logging into the symptom tracker,” Chase interjects, and I glance over at him, his tablet in hand, his gaze expectant. “Energy levels, any nausea or other symptoms? Brain fog?”
“Um,” I stall while my mind plays catch-up. “Well, I’d say low to medium energy, my head is a bit fuzzy but okay. No nausea yet, but my body feels kind of heavy.”
He makes a note while nodding.
“Then I suggest we take it easy today. We can lounge by the pool, though you will need to be under the shade and covered up because we can’t have you getting sunburned,” he tells me, setting the tablet down.
“Oooorrr,” Thorn coos, swaggering his way over to me with a steaming mug of tea in his hands. The green tea with cherry blossom by the smell, which is secretly one of my favorites. “We could all snuggle in the den for that stepbrother movie marathon you tried to have the other day.”
My nerve endings stir and tingle at the banked heat making his emerald eyes sparkle.
“I thought I wasn’t allowed in the den?” I ask, licking my suddenly dry lips.
Blade gives a low, deep chuckle that practically vibrates through my cells. This desire they can elicit from me, it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced.
“I think the other night was proof that you are very much allowed in the den, Goldilocks.”
Images flash through my brain, of our bodies entangled, of them inside me and rendering me limp with pleasure.
“The movie marathon please,” I whisper, and all three smirk at me, dark promises in their eyes. Oh lord, I can’t even regret my decision, regardless of my pussy being a little tender still.
“Stepbrother marathon it is,” Thorn comments with a smirk, and I’m really not sure if he’s talking about the movies or them. Fuck, at this point, right now, I’ll agree to both.
“Let’s get it set up while these two make some snacks,” Blade suggests, taking my hand in his large one, tingles racing from his touch all the way up my arm.
He leads me back upstairs and into the den, which is back to its usual tidy state with the couch no longer a bed. My body floods with warmth at the sight of it, and Blade takes me around to the front, letting go of my hand to sit down, unbuckling his pants.
“W–what are you doing?” I ask, my heartbeat sounding loud in my ears as he pulls out his cock, already hard, the piercing glinting in the low light.
“You’re going to sit on Daddy’s cock, keep it warm in that tight pussy, while we watch the movies.” I have no words, my cheeks flushing as my core heats with a fire that rivals the heat of the sun. “That wasn’t a suggestion, Goldilocks.”
I place my shake on the table next to Blade, my eyes fixed on his beautiful dick as I pull down my leggings and panties, leaving them in a pile on the floor. With a shaky inhale, I step between his parted thighs, turning and lowering myself down. One of his hands grasps my hips, and I look between my legs to see his other on his dick, guiding it to my damp entrance.
“Blade,” I moan as he slowly fills me up and I sink down until he’s fully seated inside me. It’s almost too much. Fuck, itistoomuch, but it makes all my cells fire up with how fucking good it feels. There is a bit of soreness as I’m not used to taking such large cocks or so often, but it’s worth it for the pleasure that lights up my insides.
