Page 138 of Blood & Lace
I was so wrapped up in my husband's throat skills that I'd almost missed the sound of my front door opening. It was accompanied by a multitude of voices.
No.
I glanced at the clock on the stove. We had another hour at least.
"Fuck, fuck." I shoved at Lucero's head. He fought me for all of five seconds. But I'd be damned if I was caught with my dick down his throat.
I knew I forgot something when I got back in town after a mission. His fucking family and their lack of boundaries. The goddamn locks were still the same as the ones his entire family had the key too.
He released my cock with an audible pop. I was off the counter and snatched up Lucero's apron that said Kiss the Chef in big bold letters. The end of it kissed below my knees, but the best part about it was that it was heavy and hid my hard-on better than my skirt ever could.
"Luci! Onyx!" Lilian’s voice carried over to the kitchen and panic set in further. "Are you boys sure it's okay we walked in?"
"Yep, Onyx said we could come in," Elia said.
When the fuck did I say that?
“Lucero, what the fuck are they doing here?” I glared at my idiotic husband as I tried not to freak the fuck out even more.
I was pretty certain I'd told all of them not to do this. Panic rose up, and I looked around the kitchen, trying to figure out if there was anything I needed to hide. If there was any evidence of what we'd been doing.
"Okay. Boys, we're early, I know, but the—" Lucero's mother stopped dead in her tracks. She stepped into the kitchen. Her hair was skillfully done in big curls that framed her angular face. Her knowing gaze skipped over to Lucero, still kneeling on the ground, and back to me. I know my face had to be beet red. Heat flooded my cheeks.
This cannot be happening.
"Putain, c'est embarrassant."
"Dear, where am I putting this?" Lucero's father stopped right next to his wife. He took one look around the place and muffled his laughter. "Well, they have a good marriage, nothing to worry about there."
This can't be real. "Um, this—" I wasn't even sure what to say. I had no experience with any of this. My mother died long before I started dragging people home. "I can explain."
"Please don't. We are open-minded parents but we don't want to know what our children get up to in that aspect," Samson said.
No, no.If the world could open a hole under me and swallow me whole right now, that would be fantastic.
"Ma, did you find them?" Elia was right behind her. His blue hair was pulled back in a low bun, showing off his angular jawline. He had the audacity to smirk. "Oh, you did. Wow!"
Did the whole fucking family come at once?
"Louis? Really?" Adam asked, in his hand was a tray of food.
Where the hell did he even come from? I invited him over, but he'd clearly told me maybe. Not to mention I’d offered to pick him up, which he declined, and yet he was here with Lucero's family?
Adam shook his head in a disapproving way, but he couldn't hide the laughter as he twisted around. "This is too much for me."
You? I'm dying here.
What was this, embarrass-the-fuck-out-of-me day? I cleared my throat, trying to gain some kind of control over the situation. "You're all early."
"A little too early, apparently," Elia joked. He looked around the kitchen, laughing. "Good thing we missed the fireworks. I'd have to bleach my eyeballs if I had to see anything."
I slapped Lucero's arm. Why the fuck was he still kneeling? He wasn't making any of this better.
"Get up already," I said through clenched teeth with barely restrained rage. At least my embarrassment and anger calmed my desire down. I wasn't sporting a hard-on now that our place was full.
"All the sticky stuff around the kitchen is—" Emir looked terrified to touch anything. He was dressed modestly, a stark contrast to his loud twin, Elia.
As if on cue, more of Lucero's siblings filled in behind their parents. Prince just shook his head, and Dominique, the youngest, walked away the moment he saw us. Damian was the only one to walk in, sit something on the messy counter, and walk back out as if he saw nothing. Why couldn’t the rest of them do the same?
