CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Ky
“Oh, shit,” I mumbled roughly as my mind tried to force itself awake.
Either I was having a very vivid, very real dream or Chris was buried down in between the sheets. A hand tugged at my throbbing cock as a warm, wet mouth sucked me in. Fuck, I hoped this wasn’t a dream. And in that case, I needed to open my damn eyes and watch this.
Two weeks had gone by and Chris was healing nicely. He was able to move around without much discomfort but he still wasn’t able to get out on the water. I knew it was killing him even though he’d never say it out loud.
His parents went home a week ago and I couldn’t say that I didn’t miss them a little. They were truly amazing people. Supportive and loving, just the way parents should be. It maybe made me miss mine even less. And kind of solidified the fact I didn’t feel a tinge of remorse about killing mine was alright in a way. At least to me.
We hadn’t done anything since that last time up in his room. Mostly because he was on the mend and I didn’t want to hurt him. That didn’t mean that I hadn’t pictured it, hoped for it, and couldn’t wait until the day when I could fuck him again. But I wasn’t going to push him, and if this was real and not a dream, then it was obvious that he was at the same place I was. My need for him was strong. I constantly walked around half-hard because something as simple as a look or a smile would make me want to toss up a salute.
My eyes opened to the sight of the white sheet that covered my lower half bobbing up and down. Yes! This wasn’t a fucking dream. I yanked back the covers and his eyes instantly met mine, his mouth stuffed full of my hard cock. A sight that fucking took my breath away.
“Fuck, baby,” I managed to pant out as my fingers threaded through his hair. “Oh, shit.”
He moaned with my cock buried deep in his throat and I felt my balls flinch. Fucking flinch, like they were ready to shoot off right then and there. Man, he was good. I couldn’t say I didn’t like the sight in front of me. And as his blue orbs flickered with a hint of honey as they looked into mine, I knew I’d never get enough of it.
“Yeah. You like my cock? You want to taste my cum, baby?”
His eyes rolled back into his head as he moaned again. My balls tingled and threatened to draw up. I knew I was close but I sure as hell wasn’t ready for this to be over.
“Shit, Chris. That’s it. Take me in deep. Suck me harder, baby. I want to come in the back of that tight throat.”
Then he did. He sucked me harder, took me deeper, and tightened the grip with his hand. That was all it took. I felt like I should have warned him but I honestly didn’t even have the time.
A deep grunt forced its way out of my mouth as I came. Chris didn’t stop working me until I was completely spent, swallowing every last drop then licking my shaft clean to make sure he didn’t leave any behind.
Then he crawled up my body and I didn’t hesitate to kiss him. The kind of slow kiss that had a hint of sweet. The kind that was reserved for lazy Sunday mornings and left hope for more to come. The kind that made my heart beat faster and caused a weird kind of quiver in my stomach.
Yeah, I was fucked.
You could have even said that I was in love.
And I might not have even tried to deny it.
But that didn’t mean that I was ready to say it, to be that vulnerable and open. Because what if he didn’t feel it too? Where would that leave us? There was really no going back once those words were out there.
So I held him and kissed him and when he sat up, straddling me, his hard cock staring upward and begging for attention, I wrapped my hand around him and started to jerk him off as a distraction.
“Oh, shit,” he sputtered out, his hips rolling into my hand.
This was the first time I’d ever done this to a dick that wasn’t my own. I tried to push down my insecurities and trepidation because I wanted to do it, and I wanted to make it good.
His hands slapped down on my chest as his body carved forward. His eyes, so bright and so blue, stared openly into mine. I readjusted my grip and swiped my thumb along the underside of his head causing his whole body to shiver hard.
“Ky,” he moaned out, breathy and desperate.
“Come for me, Chris. I want to feel you come all over me.”
His hips rocked faster, thrusting himself into my hand with a frantic need. I felt myself getting hard again, and I knew he could feel me brushing between the globes of his ass.
“Shit. You’re so hot. Feel what you do to me? Got my cock straining for you, baby.” My words came out raw and deep as my own hips started to rock upward, desperate for some kind of friction and relief.
With a hard jerk back, he tore himself from my grasp. Then he was shifting back just enough so that both of our hard dicks were trapped between us. Before I could say anything, he wrapped his hand around both of us and started a slow back and forth. Shit. The feel of his soft, smooth cock against mine only made me harder. My hands slapped down on his ass and I couldn’t help but spread his cheeks as I guided his body into rhythm.
“Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck,” he said as his back arched and his head fell back.
I knifed up and attacked his neck with my mouth. I nibbled and sucked until I felt him begin to lose control again. My fingers were so close to his tight hole but I wasn’t sure if I should touch him there. I wanted to see him explode with his orgasm. I wanted him to fly so high that he would be shaking for the rest of the day.
“Ky,” Chris panted out and I decided to say fuck it and go for it.
My hand slid closer to his crease and my finger lightly pressed down on his sensitive hole.
“Oh, shit!” he called out as his wide-eyed gaze snapped to mine. I took it as a good sign and so I decided to take it further. I added light pressure and wiggled my finger back and forth.
The look in his eyes. The sound of his needy pants. The low, sexy moans that escaped him. All if it had my balls drawing up as that familiar tingle worked its way up from the base of my spine. I was close and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.
“Come for me, Chris,” I commanded as I pushed my finger just past his tight ring.
His body shook as he called out incoherent words. He gripped us tighter and with a few more tugs he was shooting out his release, coming all over my stomach and splattering all the way up my chest. With a roar, I came hard, my cum mixing with his and covering both of us, and Chris milked every last drop.
I collapsed back onto the bed. His hand released its hold on our cocks and his body fell forward. I didn’t care that he was currently lying in our release and causing it to spread further on our bodies. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight, until both of our bodies stopped shaking and I could feel the bed below me again.
“I think we need to move up to my room. I’m pretty sure I can handle the stairs now,” he said as he rolled off of me and out of the bed.
“You sure?” I asked and I was asking more about him wanting me to move up there with him than if he thought he could handle the stairs on a daily basis.
“Yeah,” he replied, bending over and grabbing one of our discarded shirts and wiping his chest and stomach clean. He put a knee on the bed and handed the shirt to me when he was done. Then he softly kissed my lips. “We can turn this into the baby’s room. Unless…you think it’s too big of a step right now.”
“No,” I said then cleared my throat. “I’d like that, really, I just…don’t want to rush this. I mean—fuck—I don’t know what I mean.”
“Does it feel right?” he asked like it was that simple.
Maybe it was and I was too in my head.
“Yeah,” I answered with a nod.
“I like going to bed with you,” he said, not hesitating to pull out all the stops to make me understand that I wasn’t alone in these feelings. “I like waking you up, too,” he added with a wink.
I shook my head as a chuckle rumbled my chest.
“I like that part, too.”
“I could tell,” he said with that sexy fucking smirk of his. “Let’s shower then I’ll make breakfast. I’m suddenly really hungry.”
So then we showered, together, and it wasn’t our first time. Then we made our way out to the main area to find Ingram and Chry already up and ready for the day. Well, Ingram was. Chry looked like he was on his first nap of the morning.
Chris made breakfast burritos, letting Ingram choose the ingredients. I wasn’t surprised when she handed Chris an avocado. It seemed that she had found a love for them. Then we all sat down at the table to eat.
“Okay, so I need to talk to you guys about something,” Ingram said right as we all finished eating and my stomach dropped. The burrito now feeling like lead in my gut.
“What is it, Ingram?” Chris asked calmly. “You can talk to us about anything.”
“Well, almost anything,” I grunted out and though I didn’t mean it as a joke, Ingram let out a short laugh. There were some things that I just couldn’t take hearing about as her brother and all. “But really, what’s going on? Are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” she said waving me off. “Having a baby is a lot and I really appreciate everything both of you have done for me, but I sort of feel at a loss here. I know that probably doesn’t make any sense.”
Her gaze dropped to the table and I could tell that she was playing with her fingers nervously in her lap.
“Ingram,” I said, making a point to get her attention and then look into her eyes. “Tell us what’s going on. What do you need?”
“I found this place,” she said. “Well, really Mouse found it and showed it to me. But it’s this farm where they kind of take in people like me. They have therapists to talk to and all kinds of group things. You live there, I saw the rooms on the computer and they look nice. They also help you…well, learn how to be normal, sort of. I’m not explaining it right.”
“I think I understand,” Chris said and I ground my teeth together to keep myself from opening my mouth.
I didn’t like this idea. I didn’t like that it was a fucking farm, for one, a place that was probably very similar to the one that she’d run from. I couldn’t see how that would help her in any way.
“So, you looked into this place?” Chris asked.
“Yes, and I think I’d like to go there. Mouse called and they have a few openings right now, so they could take me. They also will help me with the baby. They have two pediatric nurses that are fully trained, or something. And everyone helps out there. Like with the cooking and the chores. Oh, and they have goats.” Her eyes lit up with excitement about the goats.
I remembered when we were younger, back when I was around, Ingram always loved to go and pet the goats. She’d sneak them food that she stuffed in her pocket at breakfast.
I was torn, honestly. I didn’t want her to leave. Hell, I didn’t know where this farm was anyway. I hated that I felt blindsided by this and that it seemed like Ingram had already made up her mind.
Kill Mouse.
Yep, that was what I was going to do. Strangle his fucking neck for putting this idea in her head. I didn’t want to let her go. And I sure as fuck didn’t want strangers raising her and my nephew. I knew she was seventeen, but she still had a lot to learn, a lot of growing to do. A lot of guidance needed.
“Okay, let Ky and I look into it. That way we’ll know more about this place so that we can all sit down and talk about it. Does that sound good, Ingram?” Chris took control of the situation with a level head and I honestly couldn’t have been happier. I knew that if I opened my mouth that I wouldn’t be able to hold back my anger and frustration about this whole thing.
That was the moment my nephew decided to let out a wail that let us all know that he was awake and needing love. Ingram’s face lit up with a smile as she turned her attention in the direction of her son.
Her son.
Man, that still felt weird to think about.
Hell, saying I had a nephew did too.
She got up and made her way over to Chry. Then she picked him up and walked in the direction of her room I assumed to feed him.
Once she was out of sight, I shot to my feet.
“Ky,” Chris said in that tone that was meant to be a warning. He knew me. He knew what was going through my mind.
“I’ll be back, Chris. Don’t even try to get me to stand down right now.”
I quickly kissed the side of his head then left the house. I hopped on my bike and headed in the direction of the compound with one thing on my mind.