“Wolfe, I’ll take whatever you can give me. Because I can’t be without you. Without any of you.”
He was silent for a moment then nodded. “Good. Then it’s well past time you were in bed. Little girls need their sleep. Especially when they’ve had no one to take care of them and their health has suffered.” Striding over, he picked her up and carried her to the bed. Laying her out, he covered her with the bedding. The weighted blanket settled over her.
“Ooh, it’s almost like being hugged.”
He nodded and tucked her in tightly then walked around to his side, and she noted that, like Caleb, he’d chosen the side closest to the door. He climbed in then rolled so he faced her.
“You’re tired. We went to bed too late.”
“It’s not even eleven. Back home I never went to sleep before eleven.”
“That won’t be happening again.” He reached over for the bedside lamp, turning it off. She shuffled around, trying to find a comfortable spot. It was odd having Wolfe here in bed with her, yet not touching him.
Wolfe let out a grumbling noise and she froze, not wanting to annoy him.
“Damn it, this won’t do.”
“Sorry, I’ll try not to move around,” she whispered.
“No, it’s not that. It’s having you so close.”
This was too close for him? Disappointment filled her. She’d hoped they’d be able to at least sleep in the same bed.
“I’m sorry. Do you need to go back to your bed?” she asked.
“I need another shower.”
A shower? She leaned over to turn on the bedside lamp. “Why do you need a shower? Do you feel dirty?”
“I feel fucking horny.”
What did that have to do with . . . oh.
“I swear I have blushed more in the last week than I did in the last eight years,” she muttered.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.”
“You don’t have to go into the shower to do that,” she blurted out without thinking.
Oh. Hell.
He froze, halfway out of the bed. “What do you mean?”
“I mean . . . I thought that maybe I still could watch? It would be sexy. If that’s okay with you. If it’s not, that’s fine. It was probably silly. Forget I said anything.”
“You want to watch? That wasn’t something you just said?”
“You asked me to be honest with you. I’m trying to.”
He nodded. “And you’d find that sexy?”
“Did you like watching Aleki and Caleb pleasure me?” she asked.
Those obsidian eyes grew darker. “Oh, yeah.”
“I’ve always wanted to watch,” she whispered, barely able to voice her need.
“You and Aleki never . . .”
She shook her head.
“So I’d be your first.”
She nodded. Seemed her ability to speak had flown out the window.
“Good. I like that.” Determination filled his face. She got it. She liked that they’d have this together as well. “I need to get lube.” He opened the bedside drawer, pulling out a tube of lube.
“There’s lube in the drawers?”
“Princess, there’s lube everywhere. I believe in always being prepared.”
“By putting lube everywhere? What are you preparing for? An orgy?”
He snorted. “How many people do you need for an orgy? Because there’s four of us.”
Wait. Did he mean . . .did they all plan to sleep with her together? Aleki and Caleb had gotten her off together but she guessed she hadn’t thought about all of them having sex together.
Holy. Hell.
“You’re sure about this?” he asked. “I can go in the shower.”
“I’m sure,” she whispered.
Dear. Lord. Please. Help.
She’d lost her mind. She was sure of it. Funny, she’d never thought of herself as some sort of voyeur, but the idea of watching him jack off made her heart race. She’d never seen anyone do that. Not in real life. She’d never even watched porn, being too scared someone would find out.
Seemed her life was sadly lacking.
He looked down at his crotch. “He likes the idea of you watching.”
She shook her head, with a laugh. Only Wolfe would treat his cock as though it had a mind of its own. Pushing the blanket back, he dragged down his pants, revealing his cock.
Okay, so he hadn’t been exaggerating before. It really was a beast. Long and thick. Gorgeous.
“Too much?” he asked, watching her closely. “When I watched porn, it didn’t seem out of place size-wise, but then Caleb told me that porn wasn’t a good way for me to judge things. Or learn about sex.”
“That’s why you watched it? To learn about sex?”
“Yep. Apparently, it’s meant to be arousing, but I never got turned on.”
“You didn’t?”
Wolfe shook his head. “Like I told you, this is new for me. The only thing to ever really turn me on is you.”
Holy. Shit.
She’d kind of thought he was exaggerating or joking. Then again, this was Wolfe. So she should have known better, right? He didn’t really joke. He didn’t lie.
He meant what he said. She turned him on.
Wolfe took off his pajama top, folding it neatly and setting it aside with his pants and boxers. He was now naked. And damn, he was gorgeous. He grabbed the lube, squirting some out. Then he half-reclined against the headboard.
She sat up so she could watch him. She didn’t want to miss even a second of this.
He took hold of his cock, running his hand slowly up and down it. “You know, there’s something you can do to help.”
“What’s that?” she asked, feeling breathless. Turned on.
“Take off the shirt. Show me your body.”
Well, she guessed that was only fair since he was lying here naked in front of her, touching himself.
She carefully pulled off the T-shirt. His gaze ate her up, as though he was starving and she was a banquet of the finest food he’d ever seen.
“Touch your nipple,” he commanded. “Squeeze it.”
Wolfe continued to move his hand slowly up and down his shaft. “I’m trying to go slow, but fuck, you’re so damn gorgeous.”
“I’m not the gorgeous one,” she told him. “I’m too thin and bony. You’re perfection.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Are you searching for a compliment or a spanking? Because I can do both.”
Her eyes widened. “Neither.”
“Then don’t do that. Don’t try to dismiss what I tell you. Because you know I don’t lie. So when I say you’re fucking gorgeous, I damn well mean it.”
“Okay,” she agreed. “I’ll try not to do that.”
“I mean, you’re also too thin, but that doesn’t take away from your beauty. Nothing could, since it’s not just what’s on the outside.”
“Wolfe.” She sniffled, a tear running down her cheek.
“What is it? Does your nipple hurt? Are you in pain?”
“No, it’s just. You’re being so sweet. . .”
“Huh,” he said. “Didn’t know I could be sweet.”