Page 119 of Happily Ever After… Again and Again

He must have left Finn to say his goodbyes to his own mother.

Grayson arrives first, and it’s no surprise, given his new skill set, but Jamie isn’t far behind. Gideon and Leo bring up the rear. They’re all frozen in the door to the kitchen from the cellar until Gideon justpushesthem out of the way.

“For fuck’s sake, move. Whatcan possibly—Oh, kittens,” he purrs, running his hands down over his t-shirt and realizing it’s not his usual Sunday night uniform with a frown.

Jay grabs his arm before he can go to the main floor laundry looking for that T-shirt. “No, Gid. I have seen enough of you in that thing. Not now.”

“I concur,” Finn says, arriving from the library. “Fuck you, Rowan, for leaving me with your mom after that.”

Rowan hasn’t said a word—still frozen and probably wrangling his wolf.

Leo rubs his hands together, though, ever the optimist. “This is a pleasant surprise! What can we do to help with…uh…whatever it is you’re doing…”

“Shhh,” Gideon says and moves to the couch. He’s smart enough to know this is a show, and maybe—if he’s lucky—he’ll get to do more than watch.

“Find a seat. Nix and I have a problem, and we need help solving it. Do you think you could?” Luca gets to his knees on the ottoman, making sure to stick his juicy bum out toward the eager audience.

Finn has taken his usual spot at the end of the couch—he says it gives him the best views of everyone. Jamie sits next to Gideon and drags Leo down beside him. Grayson sits at the opposite end of the large curved sectional from Finn and palms his dick through his sweats, without blinking.

Rowan finally joins them but sits on the floor on the opposite side of the ottoman, facing the couch. It gives him a level view, and it’s much closer than the couch would allow.

“So beautiful. Both of you,” Jamie says, and rubs his hand around the back of his neck. It’s a sure sign that he’s nervous or guilty, but hestilldoesn’t speak up.

Nix bites his lip. “Oh, thank you,” he says sweetly. “Luc and I wondered which one of us gives the best blowjobs, and we figured out a way to be sure.”

“I can assure you that you both–”

“Quiet, Jamie.”

It stops him in his tracks.

Nix might feel bad if their alpha hadn’t had time to come clean anytime in the past six hours.

“As I was saying:blowjobs.”

“Yes, it’s quite a big deal to me–us,”Luca chimes in.“Giving our mates pleasure is such an important part of who we are, and if we weren’t…” He trails away, and Nix slides a hand up the inside of Luca’s thigh.

There is not one man who isn’t holding his breath.

“If we weren’t doing a good job…well. That would be terrible. No one wants to think they’re lacking. Right?”

So many bobbing heads.

Finn freezes, eyes wide, realization dawning.

But when Nix catches his gaze with a raised eyebrow, he clamps his mouth shut and throws his head back resignedly on the couch. “Shit.”

“So…we’re going to give blowjobs and see who’s best,” Luca says.

“Now?” Rowan growls.

“Of course, silly. That’s why we called you here.”

“I fucking love Sundays,” Grayson murmurs.

“It’s Saturday, you idiot.Think,” Finn states.

“Who fucking cares?”