Page 98 of Feral Alphas

“I never knew it took so much to clean a house,” I muse as he cleans filters under the sink, vacuums the floor, and hangs out the washing.

“Yeah, there’s a bit to it,” he says as he makes a sandwich for lunch for me and Kye.

I frown as I count the plates. “You’re not eating?”

“No, I don’t usually have lunch.”

I cock my head. “Why not?”

He hesitates. “Do you want gory details?”

“Well now I’m curious,” I say with a laugh.

“First, it takes more time out of my busy schedule, and—” He hesitates then seems to change his mind. “Second, I like to empty my bowels during the day, then clean my ass so I’m fresh and emptyfor when Colt gets home.” His face softens as he thinks about Colt. “There are other reasons too, but that’s basically it.”

My eyes widen.

“Yeah, TMI, probably.”

“I never thought about it,” I answer honestly. “You two seem to have life figured out.”

“Not at all, we’ve only figured out the little bit that works for us.” He chuckles and comes to kiss my ankles. “Now, can you eat comfortably from your throne?”

“Yes, while you tell me about the rest hour that’s on here from one to two pm.”

His eyes dart away. “Oh, ah, that’s mandatory quiet time. I have some things to take care of at my desk, but I’m sure Kye will hang out with you if you don’t want to nap.”

Kye comes down the hall right on cue, towing an instrument that looks like a giant violin. “I’m ready to entertain you, Your Majesty.” He pulls out a chair and sits down, resting the cello across his chest. Gently he draws his bow across the strings.

I freeze as the mellow strains pour off the instrument, like I’ve been transported to another dimension. I’m so distracted that Luka jumps up onto the table and starts feeding me the sandwich. I hum along when I catch a tune I recognize from a famous TV show.

On the last bite, I lick Luka’s fingers and he groans softly. Suddenly I look down and catch my hand stroking his chest. I didn’t even realize I was doing it.

“Sorry,” I blurt out around my mouthful.

When I’ve chewed, he leans in, making the beans crunch as he whispers in my ear, “A queen never apologizes.” He lifts my hand and places it back on his chest. “She takes what she wants when shewants it. Although the court musician doesn’t approve of sex on the dining table since we eat here. But we tend to ignore his protests.”

I giggle. “I don’t blame him.” My gaze flits to Kye, who watches us with a smile while he plays.

Luka moves the plate from my lap to the edge of the table and then spins me so we can see Kai straight on. “Isn’t that right, musician? You’re not fond of explicit activities on the table.” He licks my ear, making me shiver.

Kye leans into his instrument, his eyes hooking into us. “I could make an exception, if Her Majesty commands it.”

“Perhaps you want to join?” I ask shyly.

“Right now, I’m very interested in seeing how the whipping boy pleasures you, Your Majesty. I’d like to play along to your moans.”

Gosh, that gets the lava pooling in my stomach worked into a frenzy. Seems I’m quite partial to naughty words. “Whipping boy, check my schedule,” I say, trying to sound imperious but failing since he’s kissing his way down my neck and making me gasp. “Is there time for a detour?”

“Always,” he says into my collarbone, teasing his lips down to my breasts. “At the bottom of the list, you’ll find a clause about it.”

His hard cock brushes my foot and I twirl my ankle to toy with it. Sure enough, at the bottom of his list of chores, it saysschedule subject to change to accommodate sexual activities.The play acting’s forgotten as Luka dives his hands under my shirt and lifts it over my head.

“How naughty to do this on the throne,” I murmur.

“But isn’t it thrilling?” He tugs at my nipples through my bra, and I gasp and arch into him.

The thrilling part is Kye playing on that oversized instrument like he promised, eyes never leaving us as Luka slips us both out of our pants and presses his cock inside me, rattling the beanbag with every move. Those gentle strings seem to pluck and vibrate right through my body as Luka thrusts until the whimpers falls from my lips without end.

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