by J. E. Cluney
I arched a brow at him. “Is he okay?”
“He’s fine… I guess…” Tristan cringed as he rubbed the back of his head.
I groaned, knowing something was coming that I didn’t want to hear.
“What happened? He’s out here playing with the others,” I stated. He’d been riding on Leon’s back as they raced around, so nothing had happened recently.
“This morning… well… let’s just say he discovered my sex dungeon,” Tristan shrugged as he avoided my eyes.
“He what?” I growled, followed by a frustrated groan as I rubbed my temples. Typical. “How?”
“I was preparing it for some fun this afternoon,” Tristan said defensively. “I didn’t know the little shit was going to sneak down and follow me.”
I gave him a dark look, but he just smirked at me.
“What, not up for some kinky fun this afternoon?” he said with a wink.
“Don’t try to make me less annoyed at you for not watching your son properly,” I said, but I couldn’t keep the smile from my lips.
The thought of some devilish play, cuffed and bound, was certainly welcome.
“Don’t go bopping my son on the head too hard,” Wesley muttered, and I snorted with laughter.
“Doesn’t work that way, but I’ll be gentle,” Tristan laughed.
“You can join us?” I suggested as I leaned back, kissing Wes’ neck tenderly.
He drew in a sharp breath as I turned in his grip, kissing along his jaw before claiming his lips.
“You make it hard to refuse,” he groaned when we broke apart as I gave him a sly smile.
Tristan moved forward, pulling me onto his lap so he could kiss my neck. I giggled as he wrapped his arms around me.
“We’ll have so much fun with you, making you squirm, having you dancing in our wicked flames,” Tristan murmured huskily as he nibbled on my neck.
My body reacted instantly, heating up as he dragged his lips across my skin, leaving tingles in his wake.
Wes swallowed as his dilated eyes met mine, and I gasped as Tristan rubbed his stiffness against my lower back.
“We’ll make you beg for it,” he said smoothly.
“Well, what are you two waiting for?” I breathed as I winked at Wes.
“Well, the others can watch the kids I guess,” Wes said as a smile broke across his face. “No need to wait.”
Tristan chuckled, the sound making my chest flutter as I tugged free from his grip and sprung to my feet.
“First one to catch me gets to have his fun first,” I smirked, winking at the pair as they scrambled to their feet.
“Game on,” Wes declared, and I took off, laughing as they dashed after me.
Kids or no kids, I’d never let our games end, and I’d enjoy every moment with my mates.
Life couldn’t get any better.
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