Chapter 21
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
“That was so hot.” Mia breathes, throwing her arms around my neck once we arrive home, and I stoop to help her out of the truck. “No one has ever done something like that for me before.”
Lifting her so that she can wrap her legs around my waist, I simply stare, taking in just how beautiful she is. The side of her face is illuminated by the soft glow from the light left on inside the house earlier.
“You really did that back there?” Mia hums. “I feel like I’m having an out-of-body experience.”
“He threatened you… and the minute he started hounding me for a meeting, sending me his pathetic proposal to buy the ranch, by extension, he threatened Reid. I did what needed to be done.”
“Why didn’t you tell me that you own all of this?” Her fingers dance over my nape. “Keeping secrets of your own, Henri Marcotte,” she whispers.
I exhale heavily through my nose and start to walk us inside.
“It’s okay that you didn’t want me to know,” Mia adds. “You don’t owe me anything.”
As we follow Reid through the front door, Stella stretches and whips her tail around with excitement at our return. As always, her heavy lids and big yawns give her away. This dog will contentedly sleep in front of that fireplace all day long at this time of year.
“My grand-mère and all her Catholic guilt left a fortune in her miserable wake. She hated rugby—called it a waste of my time, and constantly informed me that I should take up a proper sport instead. The woman refused to accept that I was bisexual—she’d tell everyone who would listen that I was confused and going through a rebellious phase just to punish her.
” I keep hold of Mia so that I can walk us straight to the bedroom, while Reid quietly goes about making sure Stella is settled for the night.
“So, I use the inheritance I got from her for all the things I know would be guaranteed to leave her rolling in the ugly as fuck mausoleum she chose to be buried in.”
Mia studies my gaze, holding tight to my neck with her bottom lip trapped under her teeth.
“You’re sneaky.” With a playful little twist to her plush mouth, she murmurs, all while doing that thing where she tangles her slender fingers in my hair. The slightest hint of her touch, and I’m ready to beg all night long for this girl to consider being ours, forever.
“I plead the fifth.”
Her emerald eyes sparkle. “Out here keeping all sorts of secrets… Mr. retired rugby player with a metalwork studio.”
“Am I not allowed to contain multitudes?” As I set her on her feet beside the bed, I chase after her mouth. Nipping at her until she giggles and tries to escape my firm hold on her ass.
“You’re rich?” Her palms flatten against my chest.
“Correction. He’s rich as fuck.” Reid snorts as he leans a massive shoulder against the open doorway to the bedroom, contentedly watching the two of us.
“Who do you think puts on a big Christmas feast and gifts for half of Mistwood Falls? Who do you think pays for the entire rugby club out here? The grounds, the equipment, all the uniforms. Who do you think funds all the sports in the local primary school? Gives scholarships to athletes and artists.”
I unleash a series of colorful curses at him in French.
“Why is that even more sexy?” Mia gently drags her hands down my stomach.
Scowling at her does nothing. She’s got a gleam in her eye now that Reid has gone and told her all of that.
Catching the hem of my shirt, her fingernails lightly brush the hair on my lower stomach as she curls her touch to bunch the material. As she does so, her molten gaze drifts all over my face, sending my pulse ratcheting higher and higher. “You’re like a sexy, tattooed Santa.” She breathes.
“I prefer Daddy.” With a growl, I tackle her onto the bed, surrounded by squeals of feminine laughter. Her dark hair fans across the comforter, and her soft little body writhes beneath me as I brace my weight to cage her inside my arms.
Tomorrow’s sunrise and what that means for the three of us doesn’t bear thinking about right now.
“Tease me all you like about being insatiable for our girl…” Reid’s voice draws closer as I tear at Mia’s clothes, dragging her jeans down her soft thighs and tossing them aside.
“But Mia, one thing you need to know about Henri… is that he won’t be able to get enough of playing with your perfect little ass.
” She’s still sweetly shy, pulling her knees together as if it’s the most scandalous thing in the world for me to be seeing her barely covered cunt, the outline of her pussy lips clearly visible beneath sheer lace.
“Better yet, I can play with both of you.” I nudge my nose over the damp spot on the front of the material, taking a deep inhale of her sweet scent, before crawling up her body.
“Take this top off. Bra too.” Giving another little tug of her bottom lip, pinching that soft swell between my teeth with just enough pressure to draw out a gorgeous little sultry gasp.
I suck down to ease the sting she’ll no doubt be feeling. “Leave the panties.”
She squirms, a shudder of excitement racing down her limbs.
Climbing off the bed, I rummage in the bedside drawer until I find the other battery-powered playmate I stole out of her luggage. “Be good and make yourself come.” With a smirk, I toss a bullet vibe at her.
She looks both incredibly horny and sweetly innocent. Even after all that we’ve done in this bed, her eyes go wide at the sight of something as simple as a toy. Two spots of pink dust the apple of her cheeks.
“I think our good little librarian has earned herself a performance to enjoy. It’s about time you show our girl how good you are for me, mon big.”
Reid shucks out of his shirt, then ditches his jeans and briefs in record time. His impressive, thick torso and Adonis belt on full display for both Mia and me to savor.
My guy doesn’t need an invitation; he lowers himself to his knees and undoes my belt.
As he frees my cock, I get rid of my own shirt, and damn near groan his name as Reid takes me into his mouth.
Goddamn. He sucks me deep and lets me be dominating with him.
My hips pump forward as I sink my fingers into his hair and descend into that place where I don’t know the words coming out of my mouth.
It’s a mixture of languages, of grunts, mostly swearing at how incredible he is.
How much I love him. How fucking insane I am for him.
“God, you look so good with my dick in your mouth.” My fingers twist harder in his hair, forcing his eyes to meet mine.
Reid slides his hands around to my ass, encouraging me to go deeper.
His muffled groans seem intent on killing me, swallowing around my tip again and again.
Those strong hands of his are hungry, insistent on being used, as he stuffs me in the back of his throat.
Saliva runs everywhere down his chin and slickens the base of my cock until I’m seeing stars.
His nose hits my pelvis with each drive in and out of his mouth, with those deep vibrations of his noises while sucking me, turning this into one hell of a show for our girl.
“Fffuuuuuck. An audience gets you all hot, doesn’t it, big guy?”
Pulling him off my length with a sloppy trail of spit clinging between his mouth and my tip, we lock eyes, both of our chests heaving.
It’s unspoken. We both feel it. The monumental weight of tonight, and the fact that we want Mia to be part of our lives long term.
I reach down and swipe my thumb across his lip, catching that string of saliva, before giving him a silent acknowledgment.
“I know, baby,” I murmur. His amber eyes glow with longing and love and all the things that are so fucking magical about this cowboy. He has a well of affection to give that extends deeper than the goddamn ocean.
Dragging him to his feet, I don’t give him time to overthink it. We just need to grab this moment with both hands and enjoy it for what it is. Kissing him roughly, I reach between us and use the wetness from his mouth coating my cock to wrap us together and start stroking.
Mia plays with herself, the good girl she is.
While settled back against the pillows, her teeth sink into her plump bottom lip.
Those delicate fingers work beneath the sheer fabric of her panties, leaving us with the wickedest of hints as to how she teases her clit.
The soft hum of the vibrator accompanies the moment, while she fixates on the place where my fist closes around our dicks, squeezing them together.
Her eyes glaze over, nipples tightening with the shivers of pleasure wracking her frame.
Until the moment Reid tips his head back and lets out a moan through gritted teeth.
Mia whimpers and shatters, her release coming for her fast with the intensity of the toy.
“Again,” I command. Still stroking us. Reid’s precum mixes with my own, slicking my rough strokes.
Mia’s lashes flutter against her cheeks, her tiny whine of overstimulation filling the room. “Oh my god.”
“That feels good, doesn’t it, ma petite chérie? Turn it down to a lower setting if you want… but keep going, I need you to come again. Be a good girl and tease that clit. We need you nice and relaxed so that you can take both of us.”
As I stifle a groan, barely hanging on at the sight of this girl flushed with orgasm and eagerly rolling the toy over her needy pussy, I keep jacking us together. Our hips move, both of us chasing the sensation while standing at the foot of the bed.
“Look at our girl.” I slide my palm up Reid’s stubbled throat, squeezing ever so slightly, before pinching his jaw. “She’s being so very good for you. Getting herself ready to slide down on this fat cock. Don’t you think she looks so very pretty like this?”
The noise he lets out is a pained groan of pleasure. Beneath my grip, his dick throbs.