Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68424 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 342(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 228(@300wpm)
Barely managing not to laugh as Cohen grinned like he’d just won the lottery, I nodded and kissed our sleepy boy again. “That’s right. We both love you very much, cutie.”
As he dropped off to sleep, Ian nodded and yawned again. “Love you too, Daddy…good Dom…Cohen…Love Sir too…”
And he was out.
Our pleased-as-punch Dom leaned over him and gave us both soft kisses as he whispered quietly. “Do you think he’s going to remember this in the morning?”
That was the million-dollar question, but I shrugged and captured his lips in a long, slow kiss before letting him pull away. “I don’t know, but I know I’ll never forget it.”
Cohen stretched out beside me and snuggled closer kissing me again. “I love you, pup.”
“I love you too.” Leaning my head into his, I closed my eyes and just soaked in the feeling of being wrapped up in their arms. “And I love our sleepy, naughty boy.”
Ian snuggled and sighed as if he could hear us talking about him. It made Cohen grin and he reached up carefully to stroke his hand over Ian’s head. “He’s going to die of embarrassment in the morning.”
“Probably.” I grinned as Cohen rolled his eyes. “But at least we got one night of perfection before he dies of shock.”
That was definitely better than living without having made love to him…but I hoped he didn’t die. He’d miss out on the pancakes Cohen probably wanted to make him in the morning.
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Cohen and I were almost silent and nearly perfectly still as we waited for Ian to get up. I hadn’t been sure if staring at him would wake him or not, but it hadn’t…the way our breathing changed as we’d stared at him might’ve done it, though.
One moment he was completely relaxed and the next his body went stiff like he’d been dead for hours.
Giggling would not have been helpful, so I fucked with him instead.
“If he panics, we can put him in a cock cage. Eli said it helps subs remember they’re important to their Doms.” He honestly had, so I wasn’t even lying.
“You’re evil.” Cohen grinned. “I like it.”
Then he cocked his head and got a thoughtful look. “But it does make me wonder why we both got the same helpful advice from the drama queen.”
Cohen’s question made Ian snicker as he felt the need to fill in the blanks for us. “Because Roman locks him up whenever he’s too big of a pain in the ass.”
That made sense.
“Ah.” Cohen nodded before leaning over and kissing the back of Ian’s head. “Thank you, cutie.”
The cutie in question sighed, pulling one of the pillows over his head. “You’re welcome.”
“Cutie?” I had a feeling it was my cheerful tone that made our sweet boy huff.
“Yes, Daddy?” And I had another feeling that being so sweet and calling me Daddy meant he’d realized the huff might’ve been a bad idea.
He was so smart.
“I love you too.” I had to grin when he groaned and tried to burrow even deeper under the pillows.
If he’d been on the edge of the bed, he would’ve definitely made a break to slide under it, but we had him trapped like a sexy sandwich, so he did the best he could.
After a moment, we heard another sigh and he gave up the fight. “I love you, Daddy.”
Cohen was nearly giggling himself when Ian sighed again. “Uncle Cohen?”
Pulling himself together in record time, he sounded completely serious as he rubbed Ian’s back. “Yes, baby?”
He was so good.
“I love you too, Uncle Cohen.” Ian’s dramatic sound effects faded a bit as Cohen leaned over and kissed his shoulder.
Really, the only part he could reach without going into tempting territory.
He was a smart man.
“Uncle Cohen?” Ian seemed to think he was a good Dom too.
“Yes, baby?” Cohen was in complete sucker mode as he snuggled closer to Ian.
“Daddy was mean to me.” Ian’s pout was the cutest thing ever. “He needs a spanking.”
Oh yes, that would be a wonderful way to start the day.
Cohen saw my possibly wicked but definitely gleeful grin and rolled his eyes. “How about I make you chocolate chip strawberry pancakes and he just has to eat eggs? I think that might be punishment enough.”
Please, punish me.
I’d never thought it could be possible to get tired of pancakes, but I might’ve reached my limits.
Ian, on the other hand, didn’t seem to realize such a thing might exist. He popped out from under the covers and climbed all over his wonderful Uncle Cohen, completely ignoring how naked they both were. “Really? They’d be just for me because Daddy was naughty?”
There was just a bit of Eli coming out in our sweet boy.
It must be something in the water over there.
But as quick as his evil twin poked his head out, he pulled it back in and gave Cohen a sweet smile. “I’ll share with you, Uncle Cohen.”