Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
“Umm. Okay. For you.” He walked with her into the bathroom and set her down in front of the toilet.
She made a murmuring noise of dissent.
“You’ve got to go potty before bed,” he told her, reaching under the T-shirt, which was enormous on her, and drawing down her panties.
Then he sat her on the toilet.
She started humming. “Beck, sing to me.”
“What?” He gave her a startled look.
“Don’t want you to hear me pee.”
“It doesn’t matter if I hear you pee.” He crouched down. “I’m your Daddy.” At least he hoped she still saw him that way.
“Please.” She gave him the sweetest, pouting look.
“All right, Freckles.” He started singing a song.
She smiled sleepily. “I like that song.”
“It’s one my Ma used to sing to me.”
“I’d like to meet her one day.”
“I’m sure she’d like that too.”
When she was finished, he helped her clean up before setting her on the bathroom counter. He grabbed the toothbrush that Hux had laid out for her and put toothpaste on it.
“Open.”
She parted her lips, and he brushed her teeth before picking her up again.
Unsurprisingly, Hux and Owen were on the bed. Judd was standing awkwardly by, holding the bottle.
“Got the pacifier,” Hux said, rolling out of bed. “Need to brush my teeth.”
“Me too,” Owen said.
“I’ve made some food if you want it,” Judd offered him.
Beck shook his head. What he really wanted was to cuddle up with his girl and make sure she got some sleep.
“You want to give her the bottle, man?” he asked Judd.
“Nah. You do it this time. She looks happy in your arms. But here, I’ll help you.” Judd took hold of her as Beck climbed into bed. Then he laid her on Beck’s lap and handed him the bottle.
It had alpacas on it.
Hux had done well.
“Open, Freckles,” he murmured.
“Always open your mouth and suck,” she mumbled. “Oh, I owes Daddy Owen a blow job. He’s got blue balls.”
Beck snorted as Owen walked out of the bathroom. “You sure do. Thought about jacking off in the bathroom, but I’d rather have your mouth on me. Tomorrow.”
“Ew,” Hux said. “You were going to do it while I was in there with you?”
“Nothing you haven’t seen before, I’m sure,” Owen replied. “You might have learned some tips.”
Hux rolled his eyes at that. “Little darlin’, do you want us to sleep in your room?”
“Yes. In the bed.”
“All of us?” Beck asked.
“Please. Sleep better with all of you.”
“Then that’s what you get,” Judd said firmly. “All of us.”
Beck nodded.
Chloe started sucking on the bottle as she lay against Beck’s arm. Her eyes closed, a look of bliss coming over her face.
“Good girl. That’s it. Drink it down,” he murmured to her. “Then you can go to sleep.”
She fell asleep when the bottle was three-quarters done, but he figured that was pretty good. He laid down on the bed with her on his chest. Then he took the pacifier and fed it into her mouth.
He didn’t think he’d ever felt this content.
54
Chloe woke up feeling more rested than she ever had in her life.
She was lying on top of something warm and wide. And there was something in her mouth. She drew it out of her mouth, looking down at it.
A pacifier. With an alpaca on the front.
How on earth had they gotten that? And so fast?
“Good morning, Freckles. How are you?” Beck asked.
She sat up quickly, her right leg digging in between his legs. He let out a pained groan.
Oh my God!
Had she just hit him in the balls? Shit. Crap.
“I’m so sorry! Oh no! Are you all right? Beck?” She scrambled off him, then leaned over him, unsure what to do. “What do I do? What do you need? Ice! I’ll get ice.”
“No! Wait! Chloe!”
She ignored him, running out of the bedroom. Where was she? Confusion filled her. This wasn’t their house in Escana. Wait. They were in a house they’d rented. It seemed nice. But where was the kitchen? Where was everyone?
“Help! Emergency! Balls emergency!”
“Freckles, wait for me. Hey!”
She twirled as Beck grabbed her arm.
“I’m trying to find the kitchen or the others. Where is everyone? Oh, your poor nuts.”
“My balls are just fine,” he said. “They’re maybe feeling some sympathy for Owen and his blue balls. But they’ll survive. Come here.” He drew her into his chest, and that’s when she realized he wasn’t wearing a T-shirt.
“You’re half-naked.”
An awkward look crossed his face. He looked almost . . . ashamed or shy? She wasn’t sure. But she had the urge to rub her hand all over his pecs. Which is exactly what she did. He was wide. His abs were so defined. She gave in to her desire and leaned down to her lick her way up from his belly button to between his pecs.
“Jesus, baby.”
“You’re so freaking gorgeous.”
“I’m not. But thank you.”