Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 217988 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1090(@200wpm)___ 872(@250wpm)___ 727(@300wpm)
He shook his head. Sometimes, he had the feeling that he wasn’t the one in charge around here.
Crazy talk.
Moving behind Brody, he slid off his belt and then looped it, tapping it against his thigh.
Brody jumped, then settled.
“It’s a count of ten, Pup. I’ll check in with you halfway through. But say your safeword at any time if you have to, understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good boy.” Without saying anything more, he smacked the belt against his boy’s bare buttocks. A red mark quickly appeared.
“Okay, Pup?”
Right. So much for waiting for halfway.
“Yes, Sir.”
Another two smacks of the belt landed. He heard Brody hiss, but he didn’t say anything. He gave two more. Already, his Pup’s ass was red and sore-looking. Shit. Should he have gone for just five? He cupped one cheek. Brody jumped.
“Pup?”
“I’m fine, Sir.”
“Do you need to say your safeword?”
“No, Sir. You were right. I deserve this.”
He glanced to Bunny, who was watching with wide eyes but she didn’t look upset.
“The next five are going to be fast.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
He didn’t waste any time, covering his boy’s butt with the belt. When he was finished, Brody stayed where he was, not saying anything. Concern filled him. Was it too much?
“Pup? Are you all right? Shit. Say something.” He helped the other man stand. Brody was breathing heavily, but he wasn’t in tears.
“That was . . . odd. Sore. It stung. It’s hot. But I feel good.”
He drew him against his chest, hugging him tight. “Don’t ever put yourself in danger again, Pup.”
“Only if you or Tutu are in trouble.”
Smack!
He whacked his hand on Brody’s ass, making him cry out. “Not even then.”
Autumn was bouncing up and down and pointing to her lips.
“You can talk, Bunny.”
“That was hot! Not as hot as when you take him over your knee, Daddy! But still hot.” She rested against Brody’s back, making him groan then laugh. “It’s a Brody sandwich!”
“It is.” The Fox gently kissed his boy. “Sure you’re okay, my baby boy?”
“Yes, Papa.”
He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into his boy’s mouth. Brody moaned as Autumn whimpered.
The Fox looked at her over Brody’s shoulder. “You turned on, Bunny?”
“Uh-huh. So hot.”
“Strip off.”
“Yes, Foxy!” She drew back and started tugging off all her clothes.
The Fox took off his clothes, then sat on the sofa before grasping the base of his dick. “On your knees, Pup. Good boy. Now, what did you say to me before? I can’t kill him?”
Brody kneeled and looked up at him. “You can’t kill him.”
“Who is the boss here, Pup?” he asked, reaching out to run a finger gently down his cheek.
“You are, Sir.”
“Who gets to give the orders?”
“You do, Sir.”
“Who makes the decisions?”
“You do, Sir.”
“So if I want to kill the bastard, I will.” And that was that.
“But he’s your brother.”
“Half-brother,” he corrected. “And I haven’t claimed him. I don’t need any family, other than the two of you.” Markovich was being annoying, wanting to connect.
The Fox didn’t think he wanted that. Or he wasn’t ready for it.
“There’s no more room in my cold, dead heart for anyone else but the two of you and my sweet girl.”
Autumn made a distressed sound and kneeled next to him, hugging him. It was still a shock, sometimes, how much he enjoyed being hugged. It was like his body ate up her touch, always greedy for more, never wanting to be starved again.
Brody leaned his head against the Fox’s inner thigh.
His babies. He placed his hand on the back of Brody’s head and wrapped his other arm around his baby girl, holding her tight.
“That’s not true, Daddy,” Autumn whispered. “You don’t have a cold, dead heart and it is capable of loving people.”
“I don’t need anyone else. The more people you care about, the more you have to lose.”
“It’s scary,” Brody said. “But worth it too, right? He’s your brother. And he wants to know you. Just maybe think about it before completely pushing him away?”
He grumbled under his breath. “Perhaps.” Maybe he’d think about reaching out to Markovich. One day. Not now.
“Open your mouth, Pup. That’s it. Good boy.” He groaned as Brody took him deep.
He was so sneaky. Pushing him to think about things. To consider his emotions and feelings.
Gah.
Well, now he could suck his cock to make up for it. Which might make him sound terrible, but Brody liked when he took control. And he fucking loved sucking the Fox’s dick.
And he couldn’t blame him for that.
Autumn leaned in closer. “I want a turn.”
Turning, he placed his hand on her cheek as he kissed her. Brody took him deep, and he sucked in a sharp breath.
“Come here, baby. Suck my nipple.”
She murmured in pleasure, dropping her mouth to his nipple. Fuck. That felt so good. His boy’s mouth was wet and hot around his dick while his girl licked and suckled on his nipple. He ran his hand down her back and over her ass, squeezing it. Then he brought his hand around to cup her pussy.