“You sexy evil woman, how dare you torture me with such a sultry look on your face,” Hound said, his voice husky and eyes hooded as he stroked himself. “Fuuuck, I’m not gonna last long knowing I’m rubbing your pussy juices all over my cock.”
“Good thing since I’m pretty much done here,” I commented as I stepped back under the water. “Just need to rinse this out of my hair and double-check I didn’t miss any of Luca’s cum that dripped out of me when I got out of bed.”
I fell silent as I did exactly what I told him I would, ignoring the heavy breathing and grunts coming from Hound. Quickly, I washed my face with the body soap, knowing I couldn’t ask Hound to grab my face wash out of my bag. While it might not be the best for my skin, it would survive a single washing. The soap slipped out of my hand, causing me to grin as I spread my legs and bent over at the waist, exposing my most intimate places to Hound.
“Holy fuck, I’m the luckiest man in the world,” Hound announced before he came, aiming his dick toward the shower as one hand braced against the wall. “Goddamn, I can’t remember the last time I came that hard from my hand. Ha, I’m even seeing fucking stars.”
Shutting off the water, I grabbed the washcloth and used it to wipe off Hound’s hand. When I switched to his cock, the movement had him moaning as he thrust into my touch. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. It’s helpful to find other ways to deal with the sexual appetites of seven men when I need to give my body a break.”
That comment seemed to sober Hound up instantly, causing him to zip himself back together. “What did you say? You know what, hold that thought. Let’s get you dried off first.”
Moments later, Hound had me dried, wrapped in a black silk robe, with my hair wrapped in a towel. He wasn’t done with me yet, though, as he took my hand, leading me out of the bedroom to the main cabin where the rest of my guys were sprawled about.
I was handed off to Braxton who pulled me onto his lap and kissed my neck. “Well, hello there, beautiful. Did the turbulence wake you?” I nodded absently as I tracked Hound marching back to the bedroom. “Pilot said we’re flying over the ocean, and a storm is brewing, but we should be past it soon.”
“That’s good,” I murmured, still trying to figure out what the hell had set Hound off.
“We just have to watch out for the sharks that get flung in the air from the water tornados,” Braxton added. “It’s super rare, but if one of those sharks hit us, it could do some serious damage.”
“Sure… wait, what?” I demanded, shifting so I could see Braxton’s face. “Sharks don’t get flung into the sky, and even if they did, they’d never make it this high.”
Laughter shimmered in his dark brown eyes, a smirk tugging at his full lips. “Unless you’re in a Sharknado movie, then anything can happen,” he teased, then pressed a quick kiss to my lips. “So do I have your attention now, My Queen?”
“Sorry. Yes, I’m just confused. Something I said set Hound off, but I can’t figure out what or why,” I explained.
“Hmm,” Braxton hummed with a slight wrinkle appearing between his brows. “I’m sure he’ll explain himself. Hound would never do something to purposefully upset you. In the meantime, a fresh pot of coffee was made. Do you want some?”
I let out a sigh, relaxing into Braxton’s hold. “God, yes.”
Braxton chuckled as he shifted me off his lap to stand. “Want it like normal, or are we in need of something special or different?”
“Surprise me,” I answered, grabbing the blanket beside me, feeling chilled in the cool air of the plane.
“One surprise coffee for the most beautiful Mistress coming right up,” Braxton said with a dramatic bow, drawing a smile from me.
Looking around the cabin, I saw Ryker sleeping on the couch across from me with his arm tossed over his eyes. Liu was seated in one of the armchairs with his laptop on the table, the screen’s glow illuminating his face in the dim cabin light. Atticus softly snored in another armchair that was reclined with a book clutched to his chest. I didn’t see Jace immediately, but he exited the bathroom and smiled when he spotted me.
“It’s about time he let you surface,” he teased as he came to sit next to me. Jace tucked me close, only to catch my chin, tilting my head back for him to kiss me. “Did you enjoy letting Luca take control and have his way with your body, princess?”
While the dynamic between Jace and me was still settling into place, I knew he expected me to submit when he addressed me as princess. Of course, we agreed this would only happen in private moments or around those I was intimate with. Jace never wanted to compromise my standing as head of the Caprioni Family but instead offered me moments where I could let go, allowing someone else to take the reins.
“Yes, it was what we both needed,” I answered.
With a smile, Jace kissed me languidly, enjoying the intimacy of the action. “I’m glad you two could work through what you needed to. It’s more important than ever to be on the same page with everyone before we land. Something tells me this is going to be our last moments of calm.”
“My Queen, your coffee,” Braxton offered from where he kneeled before me.
I took the saucer from his hands and hummed at the scent of fresh coffee. Curious to see what he did with the drink, I sipped it, testing the temperature before taking a real taste. The smooth sweetness of chocolate greeted my taste buds as it enhanced the coffee’s flavor. A happy sigh slipped out as I took another sip.
“Oh God, this is exactly what I need,” I praised, reaching out to pull Braxton to me. “Such a thoughtful pet deserves a reward.”
I showered his face with kisses before placing one on his lips. Urging him to open his mouth so I could deepen the kiss, he obliged happily with a moan. Pulling back, I smiled and couldn’t hold back from one more quick peck as Hound returned with an irritated-looking Luca behind him.
“Did you wake him up?” I snapped.
Hound came to stand in front of me, his arms crossed as if bracing himself for my reaction. “Yeah, I sure fucking did because we have shit to talk about as a family that needs to be addressed before we land. A lot of shit has happened while he was in prison, but he’s not now, so no time like the present.”
“What the fuck is going on?” Ryker grumbled, sitting up. “You know damn well those of us out here had a hell of a time trying to fall asleep. This better be damn important.” He glanced at his watch and grimaced, rubbing his face. “Fuck my life… it’s only been two hours.”