“Kiss, kiss, kiss!” I hear Briar shout.
“That’s so hot,” Willow groans.
My eyes widen and Jude laughs, “Sounds like they had a little bit too much fun.”
“Are they drunk?” I laugh in surprise.
“Maybe not drunk. More like tipsy.”
They’re laughing, tripping over their feet and laughing some more as they get closer.
“Okay, maybe drunk,” Jude snorts out a laugh.
“What did you two get up to?” I ask when they make their way over to us.
“What are you covered in?” Jude asks.
“Paint.” Willow gives him a glassy eyed beaming smile.
“I made your dick,” Briar says with pride.
My brows shoot up. “My dick?”
“It’s so big!” Willow gapes at me, then turns to Jude. “And you let him stick it in your ass. Baby, you must have been so sore.”
Jude sputters, shooting me a wide-eyed look as his cheeks heat. “What is going on?” he asks Willow.
“I made a life size sculpture of Atlas’ dick,” Briar grins. “I’ll show you later,” she tries to whisper to Jude. “We can discuss what we like best about it later, okay?”
Jude bursts out laughing. “Sounds like a plan.”
“So, I think it’s safe to say you two had fun?” I ask, crossing my arms, a warm feeling settling over me at the two of them. They look happy, relaxed. And the look the two of them give each other, I can see the connection between them.
Thank fuck. Because I really want this to all work out. I want us to be a pack. I want Briar, I want Jude and if Willow will have me, I’d like to get to know her better and make her mine as well.
“Yeah,” Briar murmurs. “I did.”
Willow steps up to Briar and cups her cheek. “Can I kiss you goodnight?”
Briar’s eyes light up as she nods slowly, “Please.”
Jude and I watch as Willow leans in and presses the softest, lingering kiss to Briar’s lips.
The sound Briar makes has my softening cock go to full mast again.
“Fuck,” I whisper under my breath.
“I know,” Jude whimpers.
“Have a good night, Briar,” Willow smiles softly at Briar, rubbing her bottom lip with her thumb.
“To you,” she shakes her head. “I mean, you too.”
Willow’s laugh is husky, doing nothing to help with the situation in my pants.
“Come on, baby.” Willow holds out her hand to Jude. “Let’s get you home. We have plans.”
“We do?” Jude asks.
