“Move,” I growled out, needy. “Move or I’ll fuck you instead, Lolly.”
He smiled down at me cheekily and tilted his head. Rolling his hips, he poked his tongue out at me, and I grunted in warning at him. He laughed before finally moving. Starting off at a slow pace, he took his time to get used to me inside him, and I let him. I wasn’t a small man in any regard, and I’d grown used to making accommodations for myself, from buying custom-made furniture to learning to make my own. I’d needed to get my cars’ cabins modified, and wherever I went, people stared, surprised at my height. Which was another reason I needed to learn how to blend in and not give people a chance to notice me when we were doing illegal activities.
I caressed my thumb over his hip bone, letting him know I cared, and he gave me a smile in return. After a while, he got into a rhythm. He raised himself up on his knees before lowering again. His cock’s hardness waned a few times, but once he’d grown comfortable, his erection flared to life, firm and ready.
The dress was dark against his pale skin, and the sight of the material gathered around his waist had my balls aching, ready to explode. Add in the knickers, so damp with his precum, and I was ready to unravel.
It took all my willpower not to shatter like delicate china against concrete. There weren’t enough words in the English vocabulary or Aussie slang dictionary for how absolutely fucking hot he looked this instant, and no one could compare to him in that dress and knickers.No one.
I grasped his throat tightly, and his eyes widened. He paused for a second, obviously surprised, and when I tensed my fingers around that fine column of his neck, a moan fell from his lips. He slipped his hands into his knickers and finally pulled out his cock, and I watched as he wrapped thin fingers around his flesh.
A tremble went through his body before he began to move again. I was close to the edge, my skin buzzing with an electricity that signaled my orgasm approaching. My insides tingled and my balls drew closer to my body.
“Keep going,” I ordered. “I’m about to come, and I want to fill your tight little hole to the top.”
He groaned and his head rolled. The pace of him rising and falling on my cock increased and so did the jerks of his hand on his boner. The heady scent of precum and sweat hung in the air, and I inhaled deeply, breathingusin. This was Legend and Finn, together. The cologne of our need and want and desire for each other.
“I’m coming,” he yelled, jerking off faster. Cum spilled from his slit, jetting across my abs and painting the gray hairs on my chest. I wasn’t far behind him, and using the leverage of my feet on the bed, I drove up into him roughly. My hold on his throat tightened, and he moaned loudly.
“Yes, yes, yes.” His chant was music to my ears, and it was the last thing I needed to make me fall over the edge. My release ripped through me, and I came, filling Finn to the brim like I’d promised. He grasped the wrist of my hand holding his neck and his fingers shook as the aftershocks of his orgasm hit him.
When I released him, he fell against my chest, my cock still inside him and his cum squished between us. He chuckled, and I scraped my fingers through his deep red hair.
“Can we do that again?”
I laughed. “Any time you want, Lolly. Any time.” I laid a kiss on his head. “But you do realize Mum probably heard you, right?”
He straightened and his mouth popped open in shock. A blush brushed over his cheeks. “Oh fuck.”
I laughed harder.
* * *
The next morning, it took a lot of convincing to get Finn to come out of the bedroom. He tried to find every excuse he could as to why it was reasonable for him not to eat breakfast, but I didn’t give him an out. He was mine, and I didn’t care if everyone knew. Hell, I’d prefer it if they’d heard him last night.
As we entered the dining room, we were greeted by the rest of the household. Mum sat in her normal seat, her trusty newspaper spread out in front of her with a pen in her hand as she completed the crossword. Hero and Danger sat next to each other, discussing something quietly together. Mercy, who no longer had a house and was staying with us, sat on the opposite side to my brothers, glaring at Danger. Lastly, Fallon and Cillian were beside each other near Mercy. They were eating breakfast while Fallon talked about what I assumed was fighting. He shifted from side to side as he spoke, and it sounded like he was discussing some kind of defensive technique.
“Good morning, everyone.”
I received mixed responses, from Mum’s happy reply to nothing more than a grunt from Mercy.
“Freckles doesn’t think it’s a good morning.” Hero laughed as he picked up his spoon and shook it at Mercy. “He slept in Danger’s room.”
Mercy turned a fierce glare on him. “He’s a fucking animal.”
Danger grinned. “Don’t act like you don’t let one rip, Freckles.”
Mercy’s vicious stare turned to him. “Don’t think I won’t slit your throat in your sleep if you keep calling me that.”
Mum huffed and dropped her pen, waving her hands in front of her. “Enough! We still have company.”
Fallon hooted out a laugh and shook his head. “Don’t worry about us, Diedre. This is entertaining.”
I sighed.Family.Every morning there was something new and I didn’t hate it.
A young man walked past us from behind and offered us a big grin. “Good morning, sirs!”
I froze, taking in the new face. He couldn’t be more than twenty-one, with sunshine blond hair cut short around his ears and big gray eyes the color of my jellyfish’s bodies when natural light flashed on them. He had full lips and a button nose, and he wore a pair of board shorts topped by a light gray singlet. His toes were wriggling when I glanced down at the thongs on his feet.
