Chapter 9 – Bellamy #2
Sebastian tightens his grip and thrusts harder and faster, pushing us both to the brink and then straight over until there is nothing but his hot cum filling me up. Sparks and heat shoot like electric charges across my skin and my legs shake as wave after wave slams through me.
I collapse onto him, our bodies still joined, and our breaths coming in unison.
With a groan, he pulls out of me and rolls over until he’s back on top, pinning me down and taking my mouth with his.
He chuckles when I reach between us, grasping his wet cock to see if it’s still hard.
I quirk an eyebrow and start to stroke him, because this thing definitely isn’t softening up, when there’s a sharp knock on the door.
“Papa? Bellamy?”
I start giggling. “Is this what comes with full-time parenting? Being interrupted?”
“I wouldn’t know since Nora and I rarely ever had sex, but I have a feeling with us, the answer will be yes. Frequently. At least they waited until we were mostly finished.”
“True. Good thing we lock our door.”
My hand slips from Sebastian’s cock and he sits up, straddling my lower thighs without putting any of his weight on me.
“Oui?” he calls out. “Nous sortirons bient?t. We’ll be out soon.
” With a quick kiss, he pushes himself up and off before helping me do the same.
“Looks like round two will have to wait until tonight.”
The rest of the day moves quickly. I spent most of the morning with my father, who was having a good day, and playing with Zayer and Sabrina, and before I know it, Phaedra is home and the sun is setting over the palace, casting warm hues of gold and orange across the grand courtyard.
It’s milder out today than it was yesterday, and I think we all wanted to get out for a bit.
I lean against a stone column, observing the children as they spend time with their father.
When I first started here as the nanny, he rarely took time like this. I mean, he played with them and loved them, but I can’t tell you the last time I watched him fence with them.
“Papa!” Phaedra exclaims as she matches his starting pose, raising her sword in the air. “I’m going to win this time.”
“So confident, my darling girl. You’ll have to fight me for it.”
Her blonde hair falls in waves around her shoulders beneath the mask-helmet thing she’s wearing, and my heart swells with pride as I watch her determination.
Sebastian isn’t going easy on them. He’s pushing them to learn, and I wonder if part of him feels the need to teach them self-defense because of what happened to me.
“Phaedra, you have to be faster than that,” Sebastian teases, his eyes sparkling with mischief since he’s not wearing a helmet—an unfair advantage in my opinion, but I keep my mouth shut.
He swivels around her advance and lunges for her.
She jumps out of the way, and the sword misses his strike. “Nicely done! That was a great move.”
Sabrina claps her hands together in excitement. “Go, Phaedra! You can do it!”
The two go back and forth until Phaedra finally lands a strike to Sebastian’s padded chest. Sabrina and I both clap, but then Zayer is there, jumping in front of Phaedra and using his own sword to hit Sebastian.
“I want to try, Papa!”
“It’s my turn.” Sabrina jumps up and down, frustrated that Zayer is trying to get in the game. This girl is all fire and tenacity. She didn’t hesitate to be the aggressor when she fenced with Sebastian before Phaedra.
“You already had your turn, Sabrina, and I don’t think we’ll have enough time for another round before supper, but tomorrow we’ll go again if we can.
” Sebastian turns back to Zayer. “All right, Zayer.” He chuckles, placing his helmet on his head and bowing to his son before showing him how to get in position. “Let’s see what you’ve got, lad.”
Zayer and Sebastian go back and forth until Sebastian lets Zayer get him with a shot to the belly just in time for Margarite to call us to supper. As we step inside through the solarium, I hear a faint rustling by one of the potted plants and Arthur comes racing out when he sees the children.
“Girls!” Sebastian moans. “This ferret of yours is turning into a menace.”
He is. It’s freaking hilarious. The vet came the first night he was here to check him out and gave him a clean bill of health. All day yesterday while Sebastian was gone, Arthur followed us everywhere, playing with toys and scampering about.
But also making messes and getting into things he shouldn’t have. Things I’ll never tell Sebastian about because I found our family’s new pet in his study, climbing on Sebastian’s old books, which I already know from personal experience he’s very protective of.
“He might be cute, but he’s also a troublemaker.”
“Like me,” Sabrina chirps proudly.
“Yes,” Sebastian agrees though his voice is light and not at all reprimanding. “Like you. It seems your little furry friend has taken on some of your character traits.”
This morning, Arthur snuck into Sebastian’s office and interrupted his phone call with the new prime minister by making all kinds of noises and jumping on his desk.
Althea had to lift him up, something she was not happy about, and return him to us so we could put him back in his cage for a time-out.
“I think Arthur will keep us all on our toes,” I say, laughing as he scurries up my leg and makes me hold him. He really is adorable. Cute little face and a gray and white body. And his fur is so soft.
“Because he’s the best pet ever,” Phaedra agrees. “He makes life around here more interesting and fun.”
“Are you saying it wasn’t fun and interesting before?” Sebastian throws at her though I catch the teasing in his eyes.
“It was so boring before.”
He chuckles, ruffling her hair.
“I agree with Phaedra. He’s the chaos we need to balance out all the order and formality of palace life,” I muse, since there is nothing orderly about us, at least not lately.
As we head in for dinner, Arthur playfully darts around us, weaving between our legs and eliciting laughter from all of us, even Sebastian. It’s exactly what we need between the stuff with my father and all that Sebastian is facing with this Desta nightmare.
It feels good to know that amid the nonstop challenges and changes we’ve been facing, there is still room for laughter, joy, and a little bit of chaos. Only I had no clue what level of chaos was heading our way until the next morning.