Bayard[Bedtime stories 3]

Bayard[Bedtime stories 3] by Joyee Flynn Read Free Book Online

Book: Bayard[Bedtime stories 3] by Joyee Flynn Read Free Book Online
Authors: Joyee Flynn
to make me shiver.
“He needs to eat first, Ansel. Brix said he practically inhaled that lamb stew last night,” Dromio stated as he elbowed his brothers aside.
“That was because it was so good,” I replied as I sat up. I had a sip of the strong coffee that made me cough a bit. Wow! That could put some hair on my smooth chest. “Callum is always really nice to me as a horse and makes sure I got more than enough food. I just liked your stew and baking much better.”
“Well now that we know the truth you can eat with us like a member of the family.” Callum smiled as they all sat down and watched me eat from my perch on the table.
“But if we’re family then we can’t…” I trailed off with a frown.
“We’re not related, Taji. You’d be like our lover part of the family. Then we could have all the sex you could handle,” Ansel clarified for me. I nodded and practically stuffed the sweet roll in my face.
I took a deep breath and asked the question that was the scariest for me. “With all of you? I like being with all of you but I don’t want to hurt anyone.” I ducked my head again and drank some more coffee. “I like all of you.”
“I don’t think any of us have any objections to that, Taji,” Brix said as he reached out and rubbed my knee for comfort. “Let’s just take things one day at a time and see how things go, okay? I know you weren’t ready to tell us what you are so let’s just go slow and let things take their natural course.”
I nodded and smiled as Dromio handed me another cinnamon roll. I ate it right up and finished the coffee. “Wow, that’s some good shit. I feel like I could run miles and miles and miles after drinking that.”
“Umm, you don’t have coffee often, do you, sweetie?” Ansel asked hesitantly as he glanced at his brothers.
“No, not in a few decades. I thought it was going to put hair on my chest.” I glanced down at my body and ran my hands over my smooth chest. “Nope. Still hairless. But that’s okay right? You guys like that I’m hairless there.” I didn’t wait for them to answer, my brain and body going faster than I could remember. And here I’d been tired earlier. “Can we get to the foreplay now? Or no, plow the field. I have to shift and plow the field.”
“Okay, keep him away from coffee from now on,” Callum chuckled as he held his arms open to me. In a flash I was straddling his lap as I tried to rip off his shirt. I was humping my hips against him as I moaned at the contact. “I change my mind. Feed him coffee all the time.”
“He’s like a little sexcrazed kitten,” Ansel added as he moved behind me. He knelt down and spread my ass cheeks before leaning forward and licking my hole.
“Holy fucking shit!” I screamed and glanced over my shoulder at him. “Please do that again. I’ll do anything to feel that again. I’ll bake muffins all night long or build another stone path.”
“I’m doing this to please you because of how good you’ve already been to us, Taji. Just enjoy it and then say thank you.” He went back to licking me and I started moving all over the place. Callum grabbed my hips and held me still as he kissed me. Then I felt a hand on my cock while lips kissed my shoulder. My body went into overload when someone started pinching my nipples and sucking up marks on my neck.
I lifted my head enough to stop kissing Callum so I could tell what was going on. “All of you? You’re all touching me at once?”
“Is that not okay?” Dromio asked before moving his head and biting one of my nipples. “You said you didn’t want to feel ganged up on but we thought that had changed since you told us the truth.”
“Okay, we can try it,” I moaned, not wanting to admit that all of them would still freak me out. “No holding me down, tying me up, or restraining me when there’s more than one.”
“Whatever you want, sweet Taji,” Callum agreed immediately.
“Whatever I want?” I gasped as Ansel’s finger went

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