by Lila Rose
“Dinner would be great. Next time, I'll be home earlier so Swan's not eating so late. Yeah?”
Home.
Fuck. He'd said home.
I thumped my forehead against his chest so he wouldn’t see what that one word had done to me. I hated anyone seeing I was becoming mushy, but I was.
Fuck it, I really was. Stupid cocksucking emotions.
“Dee?”
“Home early would be great,” I muttered into his chest.
He gave me a squeeze and pushed me back, his eyes searching mine and his grin widening. “Good, now kiss me.”
“Grady,” I hissed and looked at Swan, who was watching us with her adorable, little head tilted to the side.
“She won't care, but I will if I don't have your mouth on mine in a second.”
After a sigh, I was ready to argue the point, until his lips met mine in a demanding kiss. Forgetting everything, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him close.
“H-home,” I heard a soft whisper say.
I moved back a step and gazed at Swan in wonder. Had she really just said that?
Grady moved in behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, and his chin rested on my shoulder as he whispered, “She shocked the shit outta me when we were leaving Wildcat’s place and she said the same thing. She likes it here, darlin'.”
I nodded, fighting my damn emotions once again. “W-well.” I cleared my throat. “I had better get dinner finished. Why...um, why don't you get Swan ready for bed, and by then everything will be done?”
He must have known I needed the distraction from the situation at hand, because he moved from me with a pat on the arse and a look that read there was more of that to come later, as he went to Swan and took her to get changed.
I was in seriously deep shit.
Having people at the table in my own house for dinner was...overwhelming. Fuckin’ tears, sobbing and screaming all wanted to leak from my body. Since I'd lost the Drakes, I’d never felt so much in one night, and never felt a connection to a family. Watching Grady and Swan together warmed me in so many ways.
I knew then I was one lucky bitch.
Sure, Zara had welcomed me into her family—her whole tribe had, and I was more than grateful for it—but even that was different to what was in front of me now.
Only, there was no way in hell I was turning into some Meet the Cleavers family.
“Dee?” Grady's voice grumbled beside me.
“Huh?”
“I'm gonna get Swan into bed and read to her for a few. Why don't you get ready for bed too?”
My body tingled with anticipation. From the heat and wetness I felt from my hoo-ha, I was more than ready for bed.
With a small nod and a bite on my bottom lip, I watched Grady's eyes darken. He stood, got Swan from her chair and placed her on her feet. She padded her small feet around the table to me, and before I knew what she was going to do, she wrapped her arms around my waist and hugged me tightly.
My heart shattered, only to be put back together wholly with a new, sweeter beat to it made by a certain little girl.
This time, there was no stopping the tears that pooled in my eyes. I bit my lip tighter and looked up at Griz; he was watching the whole thing with warm eyes and a beautiful smile brightening his face.
My hand on its own accord reached up to run down the back of her head. With that, she pulled away and started into the living room. I knew Griz was waiting for my eyes to reach his, but I couldn't give them. “There's only so much emotional crap this woman can take for the night. You'd better work it outta my body later.”
A manly chuckle filled the room. “I'd be glad too.”
Fuck. I looked up at him and asked, “I said that out loud?”
“Sure did.”
“Great, now I'm turning into Zee.”
With another laugh, he left the room to go see to his daughter.
Two hours later, I had cleaned the kitchen, filled the dishwasher, took a shower, got into my boy shorts and a cami and then changed the bed sheets.
Turning around from the bed, I was about to head back downstairs to grab a drink, but found Griz leaning against the doorframe.
“How's Swan?” I asked.
“Asleep. We played for a bit, I read her some books and she went out like a light.”
“Good.” I nodded. “That's good. She looked tired.”
He stood straight and took a step forward. “I've decided we're all going out tomorrow.” Another step forward, but the fiery look in his eyes had me backing up a step.
“Um, where?”
“Wildlife Park. Always wanted to take Swan there, have never gotten around to it. Now I will.” Another step forward and he slipped his tee over his head.
I bit my lip to stop myself from groaning as I eye-raped his beautiful, muscular, tattooed chest.
I licked my lips and he watched my tongue. “Well, I'm sure Swan will enjoy that.”
Another step and he was in front of me. “You're coming,” he quirked an eyebrow and added, “in more ways than one, but tomorrow you are coming with us.”
“But—”
“No buts, woman.”
“Whatever.” Now was not the time to argue; I needed, and so very fuckin' much wanted, his body to fill me in more ways than one. “Enough talk, let's fuck.” I grinned up at him. His eyes were hooded and he sighed.
“No, darlin'. The way I'll make you feel, the way my body will possess yours, it’s more than just fuckin'.”
Holy hell.
“Okay, stud. Prove it.”
He grinned wickedly at me. “Gladly.”
Griz
I clenched my fists at my side once again. No matter how much my dick wanted inside her, I wouldn't allow it. I meant every word I’d just said. I wanted her to be fully aware of who she was about to have in her body, mind and soul.
“Take your clothes off. Now,” I growled.
Her eyes widened. I was waiting for her to argue back, to tell me to get fucked, because I knew she hated being told what to do. Though, I also knew I was possibly the only one who could get away with it.
She removed her girly top and shorts quickly and quietly.
Yes, I was in there. She may not totally know it yet, but I was embedded deep in there.
Hiding my grin, I told her, “Get on the bed on all fours and face me.”
“You're fuckin' lucky I'm in a good mood, Grady.”
Hell. I loved it when she said my name. “I know,” I admitted.
She climbed on top of the bed and turned so she was on her hands and knees facing me.
I took a step back, flipped the button on my jeans and then slowly slid down the zipper. She watched every move I made with an eager look upon her face. My jeans dropped to the floor with my boxers, and I kicked them off and stood before her.
My hand wound around my cock and started to stroke it. “I saw last night that you liked how I handle my dick. Am I right?”
“Grady,” she groaned on an exhale.
I had been right, so I kept tuggin' myself, just out of reach in front of her. The sneaky woman ran her hands over her beautiful boobs, down her stomach to her pussy, which I knew would be wet for me.
“You keep touchin' your sweet spot, you won't get my cock.”
She glared, but then pulled her hand away and rested it back down on the bed. “You had better give it to me now then, or I'll finish all this on my own.”
I smirked. “Bullshit. Tell me you want my cock in your mouth.”
“Grady,” she said with a warning tone.
“Tell me,” I growled.
She licked her lips. We both knew she wanted this, and if she didn't hurry the fuck up, I'd blow yet-a-fuckin’-gain too early from just thinking about how wet her pussy was.
“Babe, I want to suck, lick and devour your cock inside my mouth right now.”
“Christ,” I bit out and moved forward. With my hand in her hair, I slowly slid my rock-hard erection into he
r sweet mouth and groaned. “Shit that feels good.” Pulling back out, I pushed in again quickly. She moaned, and the hum of it sent a pulse through my dick.
With a tighter grip on her hair, I pumped my cock into her mouth over and over again.
Hell. I had to stop, or I was gonna come.
Loosening my grip on her hair, I ordered, “Move.” She did by sitting back on her knees. I got on the bed and laid flat. “I want you to fuck my face, darlin'.”
Her breathing picked up and I knew she liked the thought of that. She climbed over to me and positioned her snatch above my face, her knees on each side of my head. I grabbed her thighs and lowered her delicious-tasting pussy to my mouth. It didn't take her long to take control. She moved her hot body over my mouth, running her pussy back and forth over my tongue.
“Jesus, Grady, Jesus,” she moaned. “Fuck, babe. I'm gonna come.”
I pushed her up and barked, “No. Not fuckin' yet. Not until my cock is inside of you.”
“Yes,” she hissed and moved off my face to lay her head on her pillow.
“Wrong again, darlin'. Get up on all fours.”
She smirked, but did as I asked...or I should say told. She flipped over and got up on her hands and knees once again. I crept up behind her, so fuckin' eager to have my cock deep within her tight core.
“Shit, tell me you're protected.”
She nodded.
“I need to hear it, darlin'.”
“I'm on the pill and clean. I've been tested, recently,” she said over her shoulder, her lust-filled eyes upon mine.
“Thank fuck. So am I.”
She laughed. “What, you're on the pill too?”
Little minx. I slapped her arse and she moaned loudly. “You know what I mean,” I growled. “I'm clean.” And with that, I forced my cock balls-deep straight into her, knowing her pussy would be wet and ready enough for me to take, and it was. Both of us hissed and groaned.
“Hell. I knew you'd feel good, but this is way fuckin' better than I fantasised.” I pulled out and pushed back in over and over again.
“Damn, Grady. Christ, you feel so good in there. You belong inside me.”
Shit.
“And don't ever forget it,” I said through clenched teeth. I was close; there was no way I could hold off for much longer. The way her tight walls milked my cock—it was fuckin' bliss.
I reached over her, grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up so her back was to my chest, all while still pumping into her twat. As I held onto her with one arm across her chest, I reached with the other and found her clit with my fingers. She whimpered and put her arms above her head, reaching to the back of my neck to hold on.
“Fuck, darlin'. Tell me you're close.” The more I played with her button, the wetter she became; I was sliding in and out of silk.
“I-I'm really close. Oh, God. Grady.”
I picked up speed and pounded harder into her. On a scream, she came undone and cried out my name. Two hard thrusts later, I came right along with her as her walls still clenched around my cock.
Deanna
What the fuck?
Griz woke me up the next morning, ordering me to get me sweet arse outta bed so we could get to the Wildlife Park. My body was so relaxed I didn't even bite his head off, and I was excited to go somewhere with both of them. I had such great sleep I hadn't even heard Swan wake at—what Grady told me—seven that morning.
By 10am, everything had gone to shit...literary.
Grady had paid for us at the door. We got bags of food to feed the animals given to us as we walked in through a little gift shop, and now I gaped up at Grady, who was pushing Swan in her stroller. It was a damn hot sight—a biker man with tats, wearing a short-sleeved black tee, his club vest over it and tight-ass black jeans. I was ready to lie on the ground, spread my legs and beg to have his cock in me once again.
Damn, I had totally missed the point and gone Grady-crazy instead. But that could be understood, I was sure.
Back to how everything went to shit...it was when we walked outta the gift shop and entered the Wildlife Park, where kangaroos and God-knows-what-else ran wild. There was shit—their shit—everywhere.
Now, I was no prim-proper lady, but there was shit! SHIT, people—everywhere. I was scared.
“Suck it up, princess. It ain't that bad.” Grady chuckled at my shocked, scared face.
“Grady, babe, I don't know where to step. Stuff it; you'll have to carry me. No, I’ve got it—I'll get in the stroller with Swan; she can sit on my knees.”
That was when Grady burst out with a deep, manly laugh, which turned me the fuck on. How could a guy’s laugh turn me on when I was surrounded by shit?
All right, okay, I may have over-exaggerated. There was shit everywhere, but once I saw how excited Swan was, I calmed my own freak-out down and watched as Grady let her out of the pram and walked with her over to the nearest kangaroo. He crouched down with Swan between his legs, and then proceeded to open the bag and show her how to place her hand out flat to feed the roo who had come right up to them.
The sight before me was amazing, and I wouldn't have changed it for anything else in the entire world.
“Dee,” Grady called, “get over here.”
I tentatively strolled over, worried I'd scare the roo away, but it took no notice of me. Grady grabbed my hand and pulled me gently down to crouch beside him. I looked down at Swan, and her smile of pure joy made my heart cry. She was beautiful.
Grady turned his head toward me and grinned. I knew my own smile matched his. It was fuckin’ wonderful. He leaned over and placed his lips upon mine for a quick kiss.
Besides the crap everywhere, it had been the best day I'd had in such a long time. We saw crocodiles, emus, turtles and so much more. There were also koalas; one I actually held—after Grady pestered me to—for a photo.
We ate lunch at the cafe there, and then after that, we entered the snake enclosure—which freaked me the hell out, all while Grady and Swan got close, pointed, smiled, laughed and learned about the ugly-looking fuckers.
By the time we made it home in the late afternoon, I was sure not only Swan, but Grady, was just as tired as I was from walking around the thirty-seven some-odd acres of the wildlife park.
After I threw the shitty shoes out the back, I went to get changed before starting something for dinner. I was in my walk-in closet when Grady found me standing in my underwear, searching through my clothes for something comfortable to put on.
“How's Swan?” I asked. “I'm just gonna get changed and get some dinner on for us. I'm sure she'd need an early night after the amount of walking she’s done today.” I was bent over, going through my bottom drawers when I felt heat at my back. I turned my head to the side to see Grady’s hungry eyes roaming my body. From the bulge in his jeans, I knew he liked what he saw.
In the next second, a gasp was pulled from my mouth as Grady's hand slid straight into my panties and into me.
“Fuck, darlin', how are you already wet?” he growled.
“Because I've been around you all day,” I answered truthfully. I went to stand, but his other hand went to my shoulder to hold me down.
“Stay,” he ordered.
Damn, his voice sent me wild. As his fingers slid in and out of me, he used his other hand to slowly pull my panties all the way down, and then before I could protest, he slapped my arse hard, ripping a moan from my throat. He then kissed where he had slapped; he was driving me insane and he knew it.
“W-where's Swan?”
“Downstairs, watchin' some girly cartoon show. So we have to be quick.” He turned, never removing or stopping his fingers from fucking me senseless, switched on the light and closed the door.
“Damn, you're beautiful,” he said as he pulled his fingers outta me, and they went straight into his mouth. Groaning and growling while he sucked my juices off his fingers, he used his other hand to undo his jeans and free his cock.
He stepped up behind me and slapped
my arse again with both hands on both checks, causing another moan from my lips to erupt. As he rubbed his palm over the sting, he rubbed his cock through my wetness.
“Fuck, darlin', I can’t wait any longer.”
A whimper escaped me. I needed his dick inside of me now, too.
He must have known this, because one hand disappeared from my hip as he grabbed his dick and lined it up with my centre. A scream tore outta me as he plunged his thick rod balls-deep inside of me.
“Fuck, shh, princess. Shh.”
“Grady, Jesus. God. That felt so good.”
“Hell. Hold on to your ankles, darlin'. I won't let you fall, okay? But I gotta fuck you hard. So fuckin' hard. You trust me, right?”
Was he crazy? Of course I trusted him.
“Yes. Shit, yes.”
“Thank Christ,” he hissed. He pulled out of me and thrust back in hard and fast, but he didn't stop—he never stopped. He held onto my hips tightly as he entered me— in and out, over and over, again and again.
“God. Oh, fuck, Grady. Keep going. Don't stop.”
His breath escalated, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before he filled me with his seed. But that was okay, because the all-too-familiar tingle started in the base of my belly, going lower and lower until...
“Oh, oh. Hell. Yes. Yes, Grady.”
“Damn. Fuck. Your sweet pussy is milking me, baby. Ah, fuuuck,” he growled as he slammed into me one last time, filling me with his hot come.
With him still inside of me, he reached over and pulled my exhausted body up, so my back was to his chest. “That was fuckin' perfect. Tonight, we go slower. I can't wait to eat you out, darlin'. Do not shower before it; I wanna taste us inside you.”
Holy hot, shit and damn—that was the fuckin' hottest thing anyone had ever said to me.
One week later
Griz
Sunday morning, I heard Swan making noises from down the hall. I turned my head to look at the clock on the bedside table. It was only six. Too fuckin' early, but I knew once she was fully awake, there was no stopping her. I looked down at Dee, who was curled up around my body. Her head was resting on my chest, an arm slung over my stomach and her legs were tangled around one of mine. I would’ve loved to wake her by fuckin' her hard and fast before Swan started crying, but there wouldn't have been time. Instead, I untangled myself; she sighed and shifted to roll on her other side.