Page 58 of Endless Harmonies

“Sorry, Daddy.” Lenny winks before she darts away when I move to grab her.

“The world is testing me right now, and I’m destined to have blue balls today,” I sigh.

“I can sort your dick out in a second.” Turner smirks. Derek starts picking up dishes, and Orion watches after him, lips pursed as he looks down at our perfect son passed out in his arms.

He wants to help, but he’s a little stuck. Lips twitching, I gently pick Devlin up and set him in the middle of a sea of pillows so he would be safe.

“When they start rolling and crawling we’ll be in trouble, but for now this will do,” I explain to Orion.

O glances over his shoulder as he stands. “It’s such an odd feeling to be attached to someone so tiny. I don’t want to put the twins down ever, but I still have things to do. This must be why those weird baby carriers were invented.”

“Those things are amazing,” Derek says as he starts to wash dishes. “The inventor of it had to have been a parent. I never want to put the kids down, but it’s impossible to do anything without my hands free. They were awesome at the concert too.”

“I still worry that it may come undone when I’m wearing it,” O grumbles as he moves to help.

Turner shakes his head as he kisses Saira’s forehead and gently puts her down next to Dev. They’re both fast asleep, and he yawns as he grabs my hand.

“We may as well save some water and join Lenny,” he smirks as he pulls me toward the bedroom.

“Lucky bastard,” O chuckles.

“I’ll suck your cock if you dry faster,” Derek teases him. I hear Orion splash him and snicker. They’re going to end up having a water fight before that happens, I’m sure.

Turner and I strip as we walk through the bedroom, opening the bathroom door to see Lenny leaned against the shower wall with the water wand sprayer directed on her clit. Her head is dropped back as she works herself closer to release, and Turner and I watch her for a moment before joining her.

“Did I tell you that you could come yet?” I rumble as my hand wraps around her neck.

Her gray eyes are blown with lust and need, and she looks like a goddess. “You never said I couldn’t, Sir. I’m very good at pushing the boundaries of the rules.”

Turner changes the setting on the shower wand, lifting her leg onto his shoulder. “We have to work quickly, so I may as well see how clean I can get you while dirtying you up, Lavender,” he teases as he pulls her lips apart to fully expose her.

Turner does a very good job of cleaning her up as I swallow down her screams. Lenny’s legs barely hold her as she wobbles out of the shower, and I can hear Layla out in the living room chatting.

“Have fun, boys. Thank you for the orgasms,” Lenny chuckles as she closes the door behind her.

Still on his knees, Turner pulls me closer to him as he looks up at me with the shower wand.

“Just what do you think that you’re going to do with that?” I smirk.

Changing the setting to a steady stream of water, he shrugs before opening his mouth to suck on the head of my cock.

“You’re just going to have to find out,” he says around the crown of my dick. His tongue ring does wicked things as he circles it around me before sucking me down. My Jacob’s ladder offers me more stimulation as his teeth gently pull on each one.

“Fook me,” I breathe as my fingers dive into his hair. Pulling him down until his nose touches my pubic bone, I leave him there as he swallows around my thick cock. “You don’t have to breathe to suck my dick,” I groan.

His eyes are full of mischief even as they water. Turner’s mouth is stretched to capacity, yet his cheeks still hollow out as he sucks around me.

A warm, strong flow of water hits my asshole and I gasp. “Motherfucker,” I howl, but to be honest it feels good. My hips swivel and thrust as I fuck his face, my eyes rolling as he brings me closer to coming.

“I hope you know that you’re going to spend a lot of time on your knees as my husband,” I pant, my balls drawing up as my back begins to tingle. “You’re too damn inventive not to be using your mouth at least once a day on me. Oh fuck me.”

My voice breaks as I whimper, shuddering. My movements start to falter as ropes of cum start to hit the back of Turner’s throat. “Such a fooking good boy you are,” I gasp. My legs are shaking as my eyes roll, my sight darkening as my orgasm rolls on and on.

Collapsing onto my knees, I grin as I see that Turner painted his own abs with his cum.

“Well, I’ve never felt cleaner,” I tease as I push him onto his back. “Let me help you clean up a bit.”

We don’t leave the shower until the water turns cold, but I feel amazing afterwards.

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