Chapter 24 Emilio
Yawning, I snuggle into the bed, only to hear a quiet “oomph.” I freeze, swallowing as I realize it’s not the bed underneath me. Shit. I fell asleep on Tennant…
I peek at him, trying not to move. His amused stare bolsters me and I raise my head, blinking at him. My mind doesn’t feel like the frantic mess it’s been recently with his arms around me. I whisper a quiet, “Good morning?”
His chuckle reverberates against me, and I go to slide off him, but he tightens his hold on me. “It is. I’m glad you got some sleep, Little Monster.”
I raise my head up, glancing around. Disappointment sinks into me when I notice everyone else has left, aside from Tennant and Hollis. I had hoped Benjamin would at least still be here. Sighing, I rub a hand against my chest, guilt welling up.
“What’s the matter?” Tennant asks gently, stroking my hair. I close my eyes, enjoying the pampering. “Little Monster?”
Biting my bottom lip, I shake my head, not wanting to add my worries to his. We were supposed to be cheering him up with cuddles, not stressing him out more.
“Puppy…you were asked a question. I expect you to answer.” I shiver at Hollis’s commanding voice, my cock thickening at it. From Tennant’s wicked stare, I’m far too obvious with my response, even if he didn’t feel it against him.
“Uh…” I search my mind for something that will satisfy them, but I’m not quick enough.
Rough hands yank my hair, forcing my head back further.
I whimper as my head is forcibly turned, and I’m looking into Hollis’s firm gaze.
He lifts one eyebrow and I breathe out. “Well, I kinda talked to Benjamin about me having feelings for Tennant…”
“Yes?” Hollis prods me when I stop, and I inhale deeply, hoping Benjamin forgives me for telling our secrets.
“Once I told him that I thought of Tennant as a Daddy, he was much more okay with it! He didn’t really want to stab me anymore.”
Hollis lets go if my hair, and I swivel toward Tennant, his eyes showing a swirl of emotions that I can’t follow, from sorrow to amazement. I panic, unsure how to understand them. When the veil of cold logic falls over them, I wordlessly object, hating the space between us.
“A Daddy, hmm?”
Tilting my chin up, I meet Tennant head on, and sounding much calmer than my erratic heart is beating, I say, “Yes. A Daddy. You’re always there for everyone.
You check in on us. And you don’t hesitate to do the hard jobs, so we don’t have to.
You protect us. You…make me feel safe. The nightmares aren’t as bad when I’m in your arms, because I know I can trust you. ”
Tennant’s eyes soften as he resumes stroking me and I melt into it, humming in pleasure. I’m lost in the sensation and barely make out when Hollis murmurs, “It’s about time others saw it.”
I don’t catch whatever Tennant says as I float off in the feeling of warmth and security. They don’t let me stay in my cocoon for long though. It comes crashing down when Hollis addresses me again. His tone of voice may sound innocent, but the words…I worry.
“Cucciolo, what exactly did Benjamin say?”
“We just talked boundaries. Really. He mentioned stabbing me if I interfered, which is understandable. But he felt much better when I explained I see Tennant as a Daddy. He can see how that’s different than what Tennant gets from him, just like what you have with Tennant is different than what Benjamin gives. ”
I hold my breath, hoping they’ll let that pass, but, of course, my Owner is too smart for that. “I see. And did Benjamin mention anything else?”
“You really can’t blame him. I promise. He’s trying.
They should have encouraged him to take theoretical mathematics, and not applied.
He keeps trying to make this a division problem, without understanding it’s not!
It’s just…he doesn’t see how Tennant can want him when he has Roman and Jude as well.
He’d never hurt anyone, he just… It’s not what we’re used to.
Sharing is one thing, but a relationship? That’s harder for him.”
“But not you?” Tennant’s voice is quiet, but I immediately shake my head.
“No, of course not. I love you and Sir. And Roman. Jude. I’m happy that you’re all happy.
And Benjamin is my best friend, so of course I’m glad he has you.
But it’s not division to me. Your heart is big enough for all of us.
It’s not a competition. I don’t feel like I have to fight for my place.
I think maybe Il Padrone…maybe the sharing aspect warped Benjamin’s understanding.
He hasn’t seen an equal relationship work.
He just needs time and reassurance.” I rush out an explanation, but I’m not sure if it’s working.
I fall silent, hoping I didn’t just fuck things up for my friend.
“I’ll talk with him,” Hollis states flatly, and I swallow down the panic that crawls up my throat, like acid eating away at it. Still, I trust my Owner, and at this point, that’s who Hollis is to me. He owns me—and I’ll gladly give myself over to him.
“And I’ll have another discussion with him as well. We all have to be on the same page. This only works if we are,” Tennant adds softly, and I want to ask questions, but the warning look he gives me has me biting them back.
With a nod, I slide off his warm body. “I’m going to grab a shower. I need to get ready for everything today.”
“Use ours,” Hollis commands, and I hesitate briefly before heading to their ensuite bathroom.
I hope he realizes I don’t have any clothes here.
Still, I turn the water on, blocking out the sounds of furious whispers coming from the bedroom.
After taking care of my morning needs—and thankfully, finding a new toothbrush—I jump in the shower.
I don’t spend long in there. The feeling of claustrophobia hits me hard now every time I close a shower door.
As soon as I’m perfectly clean, I tumble out, taking deep breaths as I work to calm my racing heart.
Once I’m dry—and no longer panicking—I walk out of their bathroom with the towel around my hips.
Hopefully, I don’t run into too many people as I walk to my way too lonely bedroom.
“Stop there.” I freeze in the middle of the room, my eyes going to Hollis, who is tapping on his tablet.
He sets it aside and stands up, walking toward me.
He brushes a kiss across my lips, but pulls back when I try to lean into it.
Tennant is sprawled out on the bed, his cock hard as he studies me.
My body flushes, as pale skin is always a detriment in this case.
Hollis coughs and I turn my attention back to him.
“Stay there. Tennant and I are going to take care of things for a moment, but when we come back, I want you on your knees and the towel gone.”
He holds out his hand and Tennant goes willingly, easily, and my heart melts at the sight.
My feelings for the two of them eclipse anything I thought I could feel beforehand.
It gives me a pang of longing for my Master, but I ruthlessly push it away.
They have such incredible beauty together, and I treasure the way they’ve let me into their relationship, and trust me with their family.
As soon as they disappear into the bathroom, I take the towel off and hang it over the chair in the corner.
I thought about using it to kneel on, but it’s still damp, and I’d hate to upset them by causing the carpet to become wet.
Thankfully, the carpet is plush enough that when I kneel down, there’s barely any twinge of discomfort.
From experience, I know that will change, but for now, it’s comfortable enough.
It doesn’t take long before I hear them exit the bathroom, their steps not muffled completely. My cock hardens as I stay in position, my nerves ablaze with excitement and curiosity. I don’t know what my Sir has planned, but I know it’ll be special—it always is with him.
Warm hands tangle in my hair, and I relax fully. When Hollis tilts my head toward him, I meet his hungry eyes with a fascination of my own. “You’ve behaved well, Cucciolo. I thought a reward was in order.”
“Yes, Sir, thank you.”
He chuckles lightly at my exuberance. “I thought you’d like to worship your Daddy.”
“Yes, Sir!” I shudder in delight as Tennant walks closer to me, his thick cock proudly on display.
I wet my lips as I stare at it in anticipation.
I whine as Hollis tightens his grip on my hair, but otherwise, keeps silent.
When Hollis guides me toward Tennant, I open my mouth, letting him sink his dick into my waiting hole.
“Suck it. Suck Daddy’s cock for us,” Hollis whispers, setting me aflame with need as I struggle to take all of Tennant’s—Daddy’s—cock.
As he keeps sliding inside me, I fight my instinctive urge to gag, battling it down and focusing on breathing through my nose.
He groans as I take it all, and my cock twitches in response.
“That’s a good Puppy. And a very good Boy. ”
I press my tongue against his hard dick as he withdraws, only to thrust back in before pulling out fully.
My throat constricts around him, but I don’t fight it.
I give into him and his maneuvering, not caring anymore about anything other than taking it.
All I want is to behave for my Daddy, and he’s making it so damn easy on me, with whispered words of encouragement.
“That’s right. That’s a good Boy.” Tennant grunts as he pushes in so deeply that I wonder if there’s even enough room in my throat.
I gasp when he pulls out again, only to be forced to swallow around him again—and again—until dizziness almost overtakes me, but Hollis taps his love’s arm and he pulls out fully.