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I grin when I see Opal slapping at Bolt, who has her in a headlock. My eyes home in on Thea and Shea. Thea’s talking to Cross about something, and Shea has tried to feed herself and is covered in so much food I wonder if any has made it into her mouth.
My heart’s full, and I hope that whatever is coming won’t hurt what we’re building here. Tinman caught my eye, and he tilted his chin. I didn’t miss the concern in his eyes, though, and I knew that was because of the uncertainty of what was to come.
CHAPTER 12
THEA
The man thought he was being sneaky, but I knew that he and his brothers were up to something, and it had to do with the party tonight.
I’d woken up just as the sun started to rise. We’d forgotten to close the curtains last night when we’d got home and gone to bed, both of us more interested in each other than practicalities. I regretted that this morning, though.
Coal’s arm was heavy across my waist, and I revelled in the weight. Not once in all the time we’d been together had he let me go to sleep without holding me in his arms.
I slipped from under his arm, rose, and went to the bathroom. I then checked on Shea, who was fast asleep. It was just gone five a.m., so I knew she’d sleep a little longer, which gave me time to do something that I’d been dying to do, but Coal always got to me first.
Taking the hair tie from my wrist, I tied myhair up and out of my face. Walking into our bedroom, I stopped at the foot of our bed and admired the large naked man lying on his back, one muscular arm thrown above his head, face relaxed in sleep.
He was a work of art from his dark hair to his amazing beard that added that extra friction when he went down on me. That was a whole other experience, one that I loved. My gaze tracked across his broad chest sprinkled with dark hair and then followed its path down his muscular flat belly to where the sheet was sitting low on his hips, one bare muscular leg cocked out to the side.
My tongue swept across my lips as I dragged at the sheet in slow increments until it was pooled by his feet. His cock was lying long and thick against his thigh, but I knew that the man woke up horny most mornings, so I wouldn’t let its softness deter me from my mission.
Sliding a knee onto the bed, I inched my way up it, ensuring that I didn’t wake him because I knew that if I did, I’d never get my mouth on him. The man was nothing if not giving in the bedroom. This morning it was my turn.
Lowering my head, I licked my lips in anticipation and gently took hold of his cock,smiling as it twitched as soon as I had my hand wrapped around it. Circling my tongue around the head, I licked along the length of the slit, humming a little in the back of my throat at the slight saltiness of his pre-cum. Opening my mouth, I took him deep, deep enough to hit the back of my throat. Closing my eyes, I hummed again. Coal groaned and shifted in the bed, stilling my mouth. I waited until he’d settled before starting my ministrations again. Retreating until my mouth was nearly at the head of his cock, I circled him with my tongue before lowering my head and taking all of him again.
“Fuck,” Coal groaned gutturally, and his fingers threaded through my hair. “Thea,” he moaned, flexing his cock, which jumped in my mouth when I hummed again.
Tilting my head, I looked up into his sleepy green eyes, still unfocused, as if he couldn’t make sense of what was happening.
I withdrew again until only the tip of him was in my mouth. I waited a moment, teasing his cock with my tongue. Teasing him. Coal mumbled, and I wanted to smile; turnabout was fair play—he’d teased me many times over the last few nights. As he shifted restlessly, I doubled downand engulfed him with my mouth, sucking him deep.
“Holy shit, baby, holy shit, give me a minute or I’m going to come,” he panted. Ignoring him, I used my mouth, my hands, and my tongue to make Coal lose control. I didn’t stop until I knew he was about to come. Only then did I remove my mouth. I came away with a pop that had him cursing and jackknifing up. I crawled up the bed and straddled his hips. His cock, long, hard and needy, nestled in my folds as if they were made for just that purpose.
I nudged him with one finger on his shoulder, ordering, “Lay back down, please, husband; I’m in charge this morning.”
“Fuck me, baby, you’re going to kill me, waking me up like that.”
Giggling at his words, I waited, not moving, my eyebrow raised until he slowly lay back down an inch at a time. When he was lying flat, his big hands cupping my hips, I raised up on my knees, holding his cock in a firm grip, and lowered myself down, sighing, throwing my head back, resting my hands on his knees. I rocked my hips, enjoying the feeling of fullness as his cock stretched me wide.
“Love you, Thea,” Coal whispered, his hands running from my hips to my breasts, cupping them, tweaking the nipples, adding to the pulse already beating between my legs.
Sitting up, I rocked my hips again and again, not quite ready to come. I folded over, catching myself on my hands and pressing my lips to his in a deep kiss, tongues twining and dancing in time with our undulating hips until I couldn’t hold back anymore. Ripping my mouth away from his with a gasp, I sat back up, taking him deep again, lowering and raising my hips faster and faster as we raced to the end.
“Coal,” I gasped on a cry, my back bowing and my hips stuttering as I came long and hard. “Coal, I’m coming, I’m coming.”
“That’s it, baby, just like that,” he ground out through gritted teeth as my orgasm continued in never-ending pulses. “Jesus, baby, you’re fucking me so good.” He pumped up into me once, twice, and I felt his hot cum filling me up.
Panting and sweat-slicked, I folded back down and lay my head on his chest, closing my eyes as I tried to catch my breath. Coal ran his hands up my back to my arse, massaging as he went.
“Love you, Coal,” I whispered, pressing a kissto his chest. He tightened his arms around me, kissing my forehead and turning us on the bed until I was under him and he was bracketing my body with his arms, his lips on mine, kissing me long, low and sweet. Lifting my legs, I curled them around his waist, holding him close, whimpering as he rocked against me, his cock hardening inside me. It didn’t take long, and I was coming again, this time slow, steady, and gentle, Coal catching my gasp in his mouth as he followed me.
It’s perfect, and it’s sweet, and for some reason, my eyes filled with tears. Coal seemed to know when my tears were from emotions I couldn’t control; he wrapped me in his arms, hugged me close, whispered his love, and thanked me for trusting him.
‘Sweet Jesus, this man.’
I’m not sure what I did in another life to have me and Shea end up here with this family, but I was grateful and didn’t regret a single minute of my life since I’d met him in my da’s dining room. He wasn’t what I expected, and I’m sure I wasn’t what he’d expected, but the two of us together made sense. And I loved my new life, my new family, but most of all my husband, and if I was right in my guess of what was happeningtonight, he’d be my Old Man and I’d be his Old Lady. Officially. That meant more to him in his world than a wedding ring. I’d be proud to wear my cut when he gave it to me.
“Shower?” I asked shakily, but with a radiant smile, especially when he returned my smile before answering. “Yeah, baby.”
