Page 46 of Taeja

Damon chuckled from his seat at the island. “You’re right.”

“I still want to go shopping.” She turned the plates down to air-dry, then looked at him. Leaning on the counter behind her, she curled her fingers around the edge. “But if it’s too much, you can drop me at Liyah—”

“No,” Damon said, his dark tone surprising her a little. “You’re ours. You’ll stay with us.”

She smiled. “Okay, daddy.”

Damon gave her a warning glare. “Baby…”

“Yes?” she asked sweetly.

“Come here.”

Her grip tightened around the counter. Was Damon’s voice this deep and sexy all this time? Whew. She was in heat whenever he looked at her like this. Like she belonged only to them, and no one else was allowed to look at her unless they wanted their eyes gouged out.

She loved it.

Exhaling a soft breath, Taeja released the counter. She took unsteady stepstoward him.

Damon gripped her by the waist and tugged her between his legs. “Every time you call me daddy, you’re asking for it.”

“I’m not asking. I’m begging.”

He exhaled a shaky breath, and she inhaled it. Tipping, she brought her face close to his. They shared a breath as her mouth neared his. Close enough to touch, but not touching at all, her lips tingled to have Damon’s lips on hers.

A loud slam of a door pulled them apart. Heavy footsteps faded down a hallway.

“That’s Zain?” Taeja asked, nervous to see him after their conversation.

Damon nodded, loosening his grip on her waist. His free hand cupped her face, then he swiped his thumb across her bottom lip before slipping it inside her mouth. Meeting his gaze, Taeja sucked on his thumb. Damon’s eyes dilated as he watched her. His arousal was evident on his face, and she knew hers was too.

“My dick should be in your mouth instead.”

Taeja’s eyes flickered to his crotch. His erection pressed against his jeans. She released his thumb, then moved her hands to his waistband. Taeja didn’t care that this was the kitchen. She wanted to please her man right here, right now, and that was what she’d do.

Damon deserved the sloppiest blowjob for how well he handled her rollercoaster of emotions.

Much to her dismay, Damon halted her hand.

Taeja pouted. “I want you, Damon.”

“I want you too, but I think Zain needs you more.”

Her mind flashed to what almost happened between her and Zain this morning. She needed him, too. Actually… she needed them both. “I want you both.”

“Another time.” Damon kissed her forehead. “Go show Zain how good you can take dick.”

It excited her.

He released her hand, and she stole another kiss. “Before I go, do you have somewhere I can put my documents?”

Damon nodded. “I have a safe.”

“Okay, thank you,” she said, about to pull away and run upstairs to Zain. She halted when she remembered something. She wrapped her arms around Damon and gave him a tight squeeze.

He faltered before wrapping his arms around her. “What’s this for?”

“Thanks for being there for me,” she whispered.

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