ChapterTwenty-Eight

Ruby

Layton lets out a low growl as I clench around his fingers. I want to rip at his clothes, but seriously, I need to get in the shower and go back and see my dad or he is going to wonder what the fuck happened to me and come and investigate. I pull his head down for a rough kiss, He removes his hand from inside my pussy and chokes me slightly before he releases me, and I turn to David.

He grins at me. “Well, that’s something we haven’t done before,” he jokes.

“Yet, we will do it again,” I retort and unwrap my legs, slipping his dick out of me. “Um, I suppose it’s a bit late in the day to be telling you this, but the other men, Ramsey, Layton and Declan…”

“Yes, yes,” he says, waving it off and doing up his pants. “I am under no assumptions that we are exclusive. Well, I am,” he adds with a frown. “You know that, right?”

I giggle. “You do you,” I murmur, knowing he has other needs.

“No,” he says, shaking his head. “Ruby. If you want me in whatever capacity, that is it for me. I need you to understand that.”

I bite the inside of my lip, taking him seriously, but now isn’t the time to bring up what he plans to do when he wants some male-on-male time, with Layton standing here listening with interest.

It occurs to me that I should make some changes over there as well. “Layton,” I say, drawing his eyes to mine. “If you are amenable, I would like to further our relationship into something more meaningful than sex.”

He snorts in my face, shaking his head in disbelief. “Sure,” he says. “I am here to service you in whatever way you see fit.”

“What does that mean?” I choke back my indignation.

“Exactly that. Like David over here, I’m not interested in being with anyone else. We have been together once, and it fulfilled me more than several months of a regular relationship with another woman. You are it for me, Ruby. You bring me a peace that I never knew existed and I cannot lose you. You are free to do whatever you want, with whoever you want, but I’m not going anywhere.”

His intense gaze makes me squirm slightly. I gulp and take in precisely what has happened in the last few minutes. I wasn’t looking for lifelong declarations, but it does please me that they are both not going to engage with anyone else. Makes things less complicated.

“I need to shower,” I murmur. “Help me?”

“I got this,” Layton says and turns to the shower to turn it on. Once the water is at a suitable temperature to my carer, he picks me up and places me gently in the cubicle, making sure my leg is sticking out and not getting soaking wet. He picks up the sponge and soap and starts to clean me off while David watches intently. Then he starts on my hair, and I close my eyes, enjoying this immensely. He sure can stick around. I want this on a regular basis.

“You are so good at this,” I murmur as he towels me dry a few moments later.

“I told you I know how to take care of my woman. And you are my woman, Ruby.”

“I know,” I whisper. “And you are mine. You all are.”

He grins up at me from the floor, where he is on his knees, drying my feet.

Fuck, but it’s the sexiest thing I have ever seen. This dangerous, alpha male, mountain of a man, on his knees in front of me, taking care of me.

Who knew I would want this so badly, I’m aching for it?

He sits me down as David picks out my clothes and then he dresses me. I do absolutely nothing to help him and he revels in it, being so gentle and careful of my injury.

When I’m dressed and David has given my hair a really quick blow out, I’m ready to face my dad again. I stand up and with a smile of thanks at the two men, I head back out into the lion’s den.

“About time,” he grouses, standing up impatiently.

I ignore him and go to Ramsey. He looks thoroughly exhausted, but Layton has done a good job of patching him up. I tilt his chin up and he smiles at me.

“Do you feel up for a shower?” I ask him.

“Do I look that bad?” he responds.

I giggle. “Kind of,” I reply. “But it will ease your aches and pains.”

“Yeah,” he says and stands up unsteadily.