Page 133 of Redemption Arc


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We watch as he crunches and smacks away.

“Is it good?” Chrys asks, and he purrs so loudly, the windows rumble with each pumming sound.

Yes.He bonks his head against her hand, petting himself.Saythank Sisan.

I laugh at the command in his thoughts.

“Kissu says thank you for the treats.”

“You’re welcome.” She kisses his big furry head. “And you are never going there with me. I don’t think that lady is very nice after all.”

More?

I don’t have to translate that, the sound he makes is almost the word. He hops up to put his front feet on the counter, gently biting at the bag.

“Okay. One more right now, but I don’t want you to get sick.”

Kissu looks at me over his shoulder.No sick. Only happy.

I don’t know if he’s right, so I don’t relay the assurance and he huffs… Until he gets his second treat and chomps happily away.

Putting the treats in a cupboard, she turns back to us as Shock comes in from the back hallway.

“Everything good?” he asks, stretching out his neck and looking at the three of us with a soft smile.

When he looks at me, I realize we have a much bigger problem on our hands than others do.

He’ll see what’s about to happen. I’ll hear it in his thoughts. We’ll both be aroused, that arousal will pass on to the other two, and like a self-fulfilling prophecy, what he saw is going to happen.

“Whoa.” Chrys sways on her feet. “Where’d that come from?”

It’s not a real question. But Risk leans close to whisper the answer.

Her eyes go wide, and she looks between us with a sly little smile. “You know what I think?”

“Yes.”

She hushes me. “I think I deserve to be double stuffed today. I have been a very patient mate and, frankly, I’m owed.”

“You are owed so many things.”

Her smile could light the whole room. “Is that a yes?”

Risk picks her up and all but tosses her at me.Take her in the other room and get her started. We’ll be right there.

It’s never bothered me that they can tell me what to do without ever uttering a word. I wouldn’t trade it for anything now.

Legs wrapped around my waist, Chrys’ mouth drags kisses up and over my throat, across my chest, teeth nipping at my skin.

She doesn’t question why they haven’t come with us as I peel off the last of her clothing. She knows they can’t stay away.

Her fingers pull my pants down and she sinks with them, but I only let her play for a few strokes and one lick before I haul her back up to her feet and toss her on the bed.

“If you want everything you’ve been waiting for, you have to follow the right steps.”

She pretends to pout at me, and then toys with the hoop in her lip.That doesn’t mean you can’t have a blowjob.

I laugh instead of responding.