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Kaleb laughed, his chest vibrating against Jasha’s head. “Seriously, though. I can’t believe how lucky I am to cuddle you in my bed.”
Jasha turned his head to look up at Kaleb. “Lucky? I’m the one who’s lucky to be in your arms.”
Kaleb leaned down and kissed Jasha’s forehead. “I want to protect you, Jasha. Keep you safe from everything.”
“I know you do. But I don’t need protection if I have you.”
Kaleb smiled. “I want to make you happy, more than anything in the world. I want to make up for the wrongs I’ve done to you.”
Jasha reached up and traced Kaleb’s jawline. “You already are, just by being you.”
As sleep claimed them, Jasha snuggled deeper into Kaleb’s embrace, feeling safe and loved.
Chapter Thirteen
Kaleb
Kaleb woke with Jasha nestled in his arms, a warmth spreading through him like sunlight on a frosty morning. The soft mattress cradled them, and the rhythmic rise and fall of Jasha’s chest was a soothing lullaby. He loved these moments when the world seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of them.
Kaleb’s arm was still draped possessively over Jasha’s waist, pulling him closer. Their legs were intertwined, a comfortable tangle. Jasha traced a lazy pattern on Kaleb’s chest. Kaleb hummed softly, his eyes closed, a content smile playing on his lips.
Jasha leaned up, their lips meeting in a gentle kiss. Kaleb’s kiss was a promise, a tender declaration. A soft sigh escaped Jasha’s lips as he pulled back, their foreheads resting together.
“You’re so warm,” Jasha murmured, his voice thick with sleepiness.
“Like a human furnace, huh?”
Jasha smiled. “Something like that.”
Kaleb tightened his hold. “I love waking up to you in my bed.” His voice was serious, a stark contrast to the playful banter.
Jasha looked into Kaleb’s eyes. “I know you do, Daddy Kaleb. And I love this too.”
“I want to make you happy,” Kaleb continued. “More than anything.”
“You make me happier than I ever thought possible. I want that but also feel like I shouldn’t feel happy.”
“You should feel happy. That’s what you deserve. You’re just an innocent bystander.”
“Being in bed with you makes me feel disloyal to my father.”
“I understand how you feel. Your relationship with him is very close, unlike mine with my father. I’m sorry you feel disloyal. You’ve done nothing wrong. I also said I’m working on fixing some of my mistakes so you can feel happy with me.”
“I don’t know what that means.”
“Soon you will. Would you like to ride your own snowmobile today with Arlo and Frankie?”
“I don’t know how.”
“We can ride together then. If you want me to teach you, I can.”
“I want to ride with you for the first time. Another day, I’d like you to teach me.”
“Whatever pleases you.” Kaleb didn’t want to rush him, but with him in his bed beside him, his cock was hard. When Jasha turned, Kaleb scooped him up, and his cock rubbed against his backside.
“Daddy Kaleb! I can feel your cock!”
“Sorry about that.” Kaleb pushed away from him.
