Page 155 of The Warrior
“Who did?”
“Me, Archer, Marco, and Boulder.”
“Wow, sounds serious. What was the meeting about?”
“We told them that we consider themourboys.”
Laura reached for another pillow to get her head up higher. “Yourboys?”
“Yeah, you know, that even though they don’t have a father they can count on us if they need guidance or help with anything.”
“You told them that?”
“It was the thing Mila said about them being jealous that she had parents. I had a father myself and to be honest, I always envied the boys who didn’t because my father was a pain in the ass. I asked Boulder, Archer, and Marco, who grew up without parents, and they said that they never felt that they were missing out on anything.
“I guess it’s a case of you don’t miss what you don’t know about. The problem is that our boys at the school are exposed to Motlander children talking about growing up in family units and having parents. Plus, they saw Raven and Mila getting adopted.”
“So you figured you men could give them a sense of family?”
I gave a slow nod. “Yeah, or maybe just express in words what we’ve never told them.”
Laura’s eyebrows rose and she smiled. “Magni Aurelius, are you turning into a sensitive man of words?”
“Fuck no. I left the talking to Boulder and Archer.”
“Did you sayanything?”
“Yeah, I said that I expected great things from them and that I’d whip their asses if they didn’t perform their best.”
“Hmm. That sounds more like threats to me.”
“Hey, they wanted fathers, that’s how fathers are.”
“No, Magni, that’s howyourfather was. Maybe you need to redefine what a good father is and build them up instead of making them insecure.”
I protested. “They aren’t insecure. They are cocky arrogant bastards just like we were at their age.”
Laura laughed. “You’re still arrogant and cocky, but I love you.”
Laura looked edible at that moment, and I pulled her into position and rolled on top of her, her body warm and welcoming. “Show me how much you love me.”
Laura was smiling when I kissed her and our teeth banged against each other a little. Her hands nuzzled my nape and shoulders, our tongues twirling against each others in a slow dance. When she lifted her legs to wrap them around me, I didn’t care that we’d just had sex. My cock grew hard again and I wanted her.
Her eyes widened a little when I slid inside her.
“But we just…”
“So?” This time I moved slow and deep, taking all the time in the world. Leaning my weight onto my elbow next to her head gave me one hand free to tuck her hair behind her ear, and cup her face. “You’re fucking gorgeous, do you know that?”
She moved her head and caught my thumb between her lips, nibbling at me like she wanted to eat me up. “This feels different,” she whispered and the softness in her eyes mirrored the state I was in. In a gentle movement, I pulled my thumb out and kissed Laura again, my hips rotating and pushing in and out of her at a slow pace.
A deep moan escaped Laura and I felt butterflies take off in my stomach. “I think the difference is that we aren’t fucking but making love,” she whispered into my mouth.
She was right.
Laura and I had always had fiery sex with lots of positions, and sweaty bodies. What we had just finished ten minutes ago had been just that. This was something else.
“I love you,” I whispered and trailed soft kisses down her jaw. “I love you, I love you, I love you.”
