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Wiping his brow after putting the last screw into CeCe’s bed, Reeve rose, relieved to finally finish assembling the bedroom furniture for his mate’s sisters. Throwing the screwdriver into his toolbox, he moaned when Kahn’s hand rubbed his sore back. “How did you guess?”
“Past experience,” Kahn murmured.
“Ah…that’s why you volunteered me.”
“Nope…I just wanted to watch the show.”
Quirking an eyebrow, Reeve asked, “What show?”
“Yours! Seeing your gorgeous ass every time you bent over made my cock fucking hard and, if that wasn’t enough…” Kahn whispered, running his fingers down Reeve’s arm, “I nearly got off just seeing those bulging muscles of yours when you squatted down for a tool.”
“You did, huh?”
“Yesss…” Kahn moaned when Reeve’s hand covered his straining cock hidden inside his jeans.
“Good to know.”
“Kahn, are you and Reeve finished?” Elenor called from the hallway.
Letting out a squeak, Kahn quickly stepped away from his mate’s hand and grabbed one of his sister’s stuffed animals to hold over his groin. “Uhm…yeah…it’s all ready for CeCe.”
Laughing, Reeve lunged for the stuffed bear but Kahn eluded him by scooting around his mate.
“Stop it!” Kahn hissed, dancing away as his mate lunged for the bear again—finally ducking behind Reeve when his mother entered the room.
“Oh, this looks nice,” Elenor said, glancing around the room. “Has CeCe seen it yet?”
Leaning around his mate’s shoulder, Kahn shook his head. “I told her she had to wait until Reeve finished.”
“Wise idea,” Elenor replied, smiling. “It would’ve taken twice as long otherwise.”
“Do you need any help?” Reeve asked.
“Goodness, no. I’m all settled in,” Elenor said.
“What about Suzie?” asked Kahn.
“CeCe is in there helping her,” Elenor replied. “I came up to see if you two are interested in a cup of coffee.”
Glancing at Reeve, Kahn grinned at his mate’s pleading eyes. “That sounds great.”
“Good, when you’re done fooling around, come down,” Elenor said, smiling as she left the room.
“Oh my gods!” Kahn exclaimed, returning the stuffed bear to the stack of animals on the chair in his sister’s room. “She knows!”
“What? Knows how much I love you?” asked Reeve, putting his arms around his mate and pulling him into him until their cocks were pressing against each other. “Or are you referring to how much my cock wants to sink into your tight hole? Or maybe how much I would love to feel your mouth around my cock? Which one do you think it is?”
Melting into Reeve’s embrace, Kahn realized it didn’t matter what his mother knew because all that was important to him was the love he and Reeve shared.
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After his grandfather explained the problem to his grandmother, Tristan couldn’t believe what happened next. Suddenly mugs of coffee, along with more blueberry muffins were in front of them, followed by his grandmother making a flurry of phone calls. Stunned at the speed with which his grandmother moved, he looked at his grandfather for an explanation but only received a smile before Pete calmly took a bite of a muffin. Left with no other choice, Tristan did the same while his grandmother continued making and receiving calls. Finally, his grandmother joined them at the table, smiling like the Cheshire cat. Unable to wait a second more, he asked, “What’s going on?”
“That’s the Petticoat Express in action!” Pete replied, chuckling.
“Oh, hush,” Kathy said, pausing to take a deep breath. “I found out who your mate is Tristan.”
