Page 20 of Graves & Griggs
Chapter Eight
Zayden
Ican’t help but press my ear against the wall separating us from the orgy going on next door. My grin widens when I hear one say, “I’ll suck you off, Ash.”
I laugh. “Oh shit, now the brother husbands are fucking each other!”
“Zayden!” Blake hisses. “Get away from the wall and mind your own goddamn business.”
I trot away, bouncing onto the bed beside her. “Oh come on—it’s like free porn!”
She shakes her head but can’t fight her smile. “You’re ridiculous.”
“Who is?” Dominic asks as he comes out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist from his shower.
“Zayden,” she answers. “He’s eavesdropping on Skyla and her husbands.”
“I mean, there are a lot of them. It’s hard not to be… curious,” Dominic says with a shrug before pulling out his phone. He scrolls through it for a moment before pulling up the hidden nanny cam he placed in the kids’ bedroom earlier.
“You put that lock we gave you on the door, right?” Dominic asks as he watches our boys sleep.
“The one that’s biometric and a bitch to get on right? Yes,” Blake huffs.
Dominic nods, setting his phone down and pressing a kiss to the top of Blake’s head. She thinks we’re being over the top, but we don’t know these people. All we know is that they now have as much to lose as we do, which makes us equal. For now. The idea of leaving Blake and the boys here is like a thousand knives pricking beneath my skin. The alternative, though… There is no alternative. It’s our only option, and I know Dominic just fucking hates it.
“I seriously don’t think Skyla or the guys would want to hurt the boys. I mean, they’re probably worried about us doing the same to their kids.”
“As they should be,” I say without hesitation.
It’s true. If they even breathe wrong on any of my family, I’ll split each of their kids stem to stern without a moment’s notice.
“Zayden,” she admonishes as I shake my head.
“No, angel, you don’t get to go soft and drop your guard. We can’t leave you here if you’re going to let your guard down around these people.”
Dominic nods. “He’s right, baby. We trust no one else, ever.”
“I know, I know. I don’t trust them. I just… They seem to get it, or she does, I guess.”
“Get what?” Dominic asks.
“This life we live, with kids, having multiple husbands. I don’t know. It feels good to be somewhere and not have to… hide.”
I frown at that, the loneliness in her words practically echoing in the room. My angel is lonely? How could she be when she has me? And Dominic? And the boys? We would fill our house with even more kids, so she’d never be lonely a day in her life if she’d only let us.
Dominic opens his mouth to get to the bottom of this becausethat’s really what he does best. He’s the feelings guy, the understanding one, and I’m an action man. Once direction is given, I run with it. I just need her to tell me how to fix it and I will.
Before Dominic can speak, though, Blake presses a finger to his lips and shakes her head. “I’m fine. The kids are fine. We’re all fine. That’s what matters.”
I nod, and we sit there in silence for a moment before a few moans and groans come through the walls. Jesus, it’s a miracle they don’t wake up the kids with their sex-a-thon. Then again, maybe that’s why all the kids’ rooms are on the other side of the house.
As one, we all bust out laughing before I turn my angel’s head to me.
“Should we give them a show?”
She grins at me before Dominic nods.
“Let’s.”
