A hand clasped his hip, stilling him. “Daddy will give you everything you need, Babycakes. Trust Daddy.”
No one had ever made Bowie the center of their world, yet this amazing individual had. This registered in more than his brain or his heart. It registered in his soul, and Bowie clung to Kari at how something that had disconnected him from others, reconnected and set Bowie free.
“Yes, Daddy,” he cried, a vicious tug low in his belly sending loops of pleasure to bloom through him, and he had no choice but to allow it to sweep over him. His body was alive with so many tremors of desire, he wasn’t clear if he was actually standing on his own feet.
Kari angled him until his back was against the tiled wall. The hardness and chill registered, yet did nothing to dampen his longing. Then, nothing mattered except for the large hand clasping his cock and firmly stroking it from root to tip. Kari’s thumb spread pre-cum over the head, and shivers of pleasure ran down his hard, leaking length.
More slick dripped from him, adding to the heightened musk of arousal he inhaled with each ragged breath. It was impossible to focus when Kari increased the speed. Each slide up his throbbing cock came with a tease of pre-cum grazing the head. Each feeling merging with the next, building a wall of desire. He was climbing to the top of a tower to see the view, only he couldn’t get his lungs to work, making everything fuzzy.
Kari’s intelligent eyes snared him. “That’s it, sweet baby, give in to the feelings.”
Bowie could do nothing else, mewling, mumbling and moaning his way to a pinnacle that had never seemed in reach alone. His lungs were bursting from the need for oxygen when Bowie toppled off into the bliss, willingly giving up his heart.
“I love you, Kari—Daddy,” he gasped breathlessly. His hips moved jerkily, chasing the feelings, thrusting into Kari’s fist, his eyelids too heavy to stay open when shrouded in a steamy, cum scented pleasure palace.
“I love you too, Daddy’s sweet boy. So beautiful when you come apart for me.” The words registered in a part of him, but it was the scent of Kari’s cum that held his attention and got his eyelids to flutter open to mere slits, just in time to witness Kari’s cock spurt thick ribbons of cum over his own cock.
His balls ached with the effort to give up everything inside them, seeing Kari wasn’t touching himself. Automatically reaching, Bowie swiped a finger through Kari’s cum with a single-mindedness before the water washed it away.
Kari’s groan brought his gaze to the desire filled eyes as he sucked the cum coated finger. The burst of flavor tasted decadent when it was a part of Kari, and now inside him. Kari was part of him.
Bite him. Bite him. Bite him.
Sluggish, Bowie blinked, water flicking off his eyelashes, registering how insistent his animal side was being.
Before he could act, Kari was switching off the shower and opening the door, releasing a steamy cloud into the bathroom. He scooped Bowie up and a shiver ran over his wet skin at the sudden temperature change.
“You want more of Daddy’s cum inside you, Babycakes?” Kari rasped, not sounding at all like himself. He didn’t seem to care that he was standing in the middle of the bathroom, dripping all over the floor.
Bowie’s bottom clenched at all the possibilities, giving his flaccid cock a little boost. His tongue swiped over his lips at the lingering taste in his mouth. There was only one answer.
“Yes, Daddy.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Kari
With Bowie’s heat looming in the next twenty-four hours, and with Hollis and Frey planning to visit this morning to check in with Bowie, Kari had taken the opportunity to head home to talk to Popi. Confident that Bowie would be fine while he was out, it also removed the awkwardness of hiding from Hollis and Frey. Or to have a conversation explaining that they were in a relationship when Bowie didn’t indicate he wanted that.
Kari didn’t push, and with everything else on his mind, for now his priority was getting Bowie through his heat without traumatizing him. He called Popi from the car to let him know he was on his way, to avoid coming across any unexpected sexy time happenings between his parents. It was a chance he wasn’t willing to take on a Saturday morning.
The driveway held only Jupiter and Booker’s cars, allowing some of Kari’s tension to ease at not having to avoid everyone, which would be impossible despite the size of the huge, three-storey house.
As he entered the house, since it was the weekend, he wasn’t sure where those who were home would be. He didn’t creep, just made sure to keep his steps light, making minimal noise. The place smelled of freshly baked cookies, and what he hoped for was donuts. In the distance, he heard Emmy crying, then Jupiter’s voice before the crying stopped. Other than that, the house was quiet.
Kari shook his head at how Jupiter had taken to being an uncle like a duck to water. The man was a baby whisperer. Emmy loved her uncle, and Jupiter loved her back. It was fucking amazing since he could be, and often was, wary of letting anyone get close to him. They’d all had to work hard to get Jupiter to relax around them. His past was more of a mystery than any of his other brothers. Kari didn’t question why when it was easy to recall the emaciated teenager they’d woken one morning to find in the house.
His sneakers made no noise as he walked toward Dad’s office, only to stop at hearing Popi call his name.
“Kari, there you are, and early too. I thought that was your car I heard pull up.” He cupped his cheeks, giving him a kiss. A searching look followed a smile. “You look happy.”
Held as he was, he couldn’t check if Popi’s voice had drawn anyone’s attention, and Kari groaned.
“Popi,” he muttered in frustration when Popi grinned unrepentantly.
“Don’t use that tone with me, darling boy. You do, and it’s wonderful to see.” He slipped an arm through Kari’s, guiding him towards the kitchen. “I’ve made cookies and some sugar donuts. Are you hungry?”
“I wasn’t, but there’s always room for sugar donuts.” He loved Popi’s cookies, but his sugar donuts were the ultimate prize. If he’d made them this morning, then they were for Kari.
