Page 22 of Milk for His Daddy (The Lactin Brotherhood #21)

WHIT

Well, shit.

I pause for a moment, wondering if I should let Leo stew by himself, but I decide he needs me. So I follow him down the hall to our room.

He’s sitting on the bed with his arms crossed, and I’m pretty sure there’s steam coming out of his ears.

I get down on all fours and crawl over to him. He tries to hide his smile, but he grins and spreads his thighs so I can kneel between them.

“I’m sorry you’re upset, Daddy.”

He huffs a breath and starts playing with my hair. “I’m sorry I snapped at you. I’m not mad at you, and that was uncalled for.”

“’S okay.”

“No, it’s not. You’re my precious boy, and I shouldn’t yell at you.”

“You’re right, and now, you’re forgiven.”

“I’m off the hook that easily?” He huffs a laugh.

“You’ve had a busy day.”

“Yeah. It’s just… I don’t know.” When he doesn’t finish his sentence and just stares off in the distance, I decide it’s time to intervene.

“Cuddle?” I ask sweetly.

Leo grins down at me and pulls back the covers for me to join him. Once I’m wrapped securely in his arms, he hands me Dicky. I sigh in relief and feel some of the tension drain from him too.

We sit quietly for a minute before he speaks again. “I’m just surprised and concerned about them.”

“Why?”

“Because my dad’s straight. You don’t just flip.”

“Maybe he’s Izzy-sexual.”

Leo laughs despite himself. “What if he’s not, though? What if they break up?”

“They might,” I answer.

“That’s not what I wanted to hear,” he fake complains.

“Sorry, but they’re adults.”

“I know, but still.” He pauses now. “I don’t want them to mess things up. I’m happy with our set-up.”

“They seem to want more.”

“It’s too fast,” he grunts.

“It might seem that way, but think about it like this. They aren’t going to break up and they will keep each other happy forever.”

He laughs again and kisses the top of my head. “I’m sorry that they’re creating drama.”

I think he’s the one that created the drama, but I would never say that out loud. So instead, I turn to him and place my head on his chest. I wish he was naked. Then I could suck his nipples for a change.

Actually, that sounds great, so I move his shirt up.

“What are you doing, boy?” His words are stern but playful.

“Relaxing.” I lick his nipple to get it hard.

“I’m not sure that this is relaxing.” He gasps when I latch on and start suckling him. He huffs a laugh. “You know Daddy doesn’t have any milk for you.”

I nod. He gives a resigned sigh and lays his head back down. His fingers rub through my hair as I relax. This is so nice. Maybe I’ll take a quick nap.

Daddy tenses when the door creaks open, but when the fluffiest white cat I’ve ever seen jumps onto the bed, I can’t help my gasp.

“Kitty!”

She meows.

“There she is! I’m so happy to meet you, pretty girl.” Daddy holds out his hand. She climbs up the bed and sniffs it before she sniffs my hand and then walks up Daddy’s body to lie on his chest. She nuzzles his chin with her head and starts purring as we both gently pet her silky fur.

“Soft,” I say.

“The softest,” he agrees.

We lie there quietly before I start to smell something wonderful.

“Those sneaky bastards,” Daddy grumps.

“What?”

“He’s making my favorite cookies to lure me out.”

“Cookies?”

“But I’m still mad.” His words don’t have any bite to them.

“It’s okay to be mad sometimes.”

“This is just so huge, and my dad fought for him. He’s never been confrontational; he usually rolls his eyes at me or shrugs and lets it go.”

“Then he must be serious.”

Daddy nods, and I can see him thinking, so I focus on the gorgeous kitty next to me. She is truly the most beautiful cat I’ve ever seen. With her big green eyes and fur so thick she looks like a puffball with ears.

I scratch her chin. She tilts her head up and looks content as her eyes close.

“Dad is right.” Leo sighs. “He’s done so much for me and my mom, and Izzy, and I’m grateful…” He runs his slim fingers down Winter’s back. “I should apologize.”

“Good Daddy.”

“How about we get up and get some cookies?”

I gasp. “You can’t get up!”

“Why not?” He seems confused.

“Because you have a cat on you. Everyone knows you can’t move if there’s a cat on you.”

“How could I have forgotten that rule? I hope she doesn’t stay here for too long, or we’ll get hungry.”

“She’s not on me, so I’ll bring you food and water and toys.”

“What do I need toys for?”

“So I can play while you’re a cat pillow.”

He laughs lightly and Winter gets up. She looks put out but stretches and lies down next to him.

“I guess that worked.”

“Cookies now?”

“Sure, babe.”

“Potty first.” I think he might need a minute alone with his family.

“Okay, I’ll see you out there. No playing with yourself.”

“I remember.”

“I could deal without the attitude.”

“Sorry.”

I’m relieved when the three of them work things out because fighting is no fun, and I want to enjoy my break, not be walking on eggshells.

“This is going to take some getting used to,” Leo grumbles. “Now, let’s grab some cookies and watch a movie.”

“Can we finish the one Daddy and I started? I really want to know if Santa stops the bad guys,” Izzy asks.

“He was kicking a ton of ass in the scenes we saw,” I add.

“I missed Santa kicking ass?” Izzy pouts, and it’s so cute.

I’ll never be that cute. I’m too big.

“What the fuck are you guys talking about?” Leo asks.

“Come on, you can help me start it while they get us cookies.” Izzy tries to pull Leo into the other room.

“Whit is not my Daddy. Now, why don’t you two go settle in and we’ll bring you some cookies and milk?”

“Warm milk?” Izzy teases.

“Later, baby.” Joe smiles.

“Again, gross,” Leo whines.

Izzy grabs my arm. “You want to hear some embarrassing stories about Leo?”

“I would like that…” I better check with Daddy. “If that’s okay?”

“I’m not ashamed of anything I’ve ever done.” He shrugs.

“What about the time you got arrested for—” Izzy starts, and Joe interrupts him.

“You got arrested?!” Joe shouts, and Izzy laughs all the way to the living room.

The whole space is warm and cozy. It’s a cabin, sure, but a really nice one. There are tall windows that show off the backyard, but there’s so much snow it’s just a white blanket.

My favorite part is the fireplace. It crackles softly, and it’s so relaxing.

Izzy pulls me down onto one of the plush gray couches. “So I know you haven’t been together long and I don’t want to pressure you, but Leo doesn’t date, so you must be very special.”

“I’m glad, because I care about him a lot. I’ve never met anyone like him.”

“No one has.” He laughs.

“He’s funny, but serious, hella smart, and sexy A.F.”

“You’re okay with his preferences?” Izzy raises a brow.

I blush hard and look down. “I am, and it’s not a problem.”

Izzy puts a warm hand on my arm. “Sorry, Leo and I share a lot, so I may already know how big your dick is.” I snort a laugh. Who tells their bestie that?

“Izzy,” Joe snaps. “No talking about dicks other than mine.” Then he grabs him and pulls him to the other couch in the room.

“No talking about dicks at all,” Leo adds and then glares at them. “Were you just fucking on that couch?”

“No,” Joe says.

“I’m serious.” Leo puts his hands on his hips and taps his foot.

“No,” Joe says again as Izzy turns on the movie. I move to get comfy, but Daddy isn’t ready to let it go yet.

“Fine. Were you making love on that couch? Ugh, gag.”

“No, we were just watching this very violent movie.”

And we’re missing all the talking.

“Yeah, now shush so we can watch it,” I say.

Leo turns slowly to me. “Did you just shush me?”

“Sorry, Daddy,” I whisper.

“Ha! I knew it!” Izzy points. “You are a Daddy.”

“I guess it just took the right boys to get us to see it.” Daddy sits down next to me and pulls me into his lap. Well, he tries, but I help him because I’m too big.

“Good idea.” Joe pulls Izzy into his lap. “Now shush.”

Daddy is being naughty.

I’m a good boy who’s sitting nice and trying to watch a movie, but Daddy is playing with my dick. Thank god he grabbed my blanket or this would be awkward.

I almost jump when I hear him whisper in my ear, “You’re being such a bad boy.”

“Me!”

“Shh, yes, you. Your dick is all hard and wet.”

“Only because?—”

“Quiet. Only Daddy gets to talk now. Can you be my good boy and be quiet?” I nod but then almost cry out when his finger brushes over my slit.

“Good boy. Keep it all in. We don’t want them to know what we’re doing over here.

” I squeeze my eyes shut, because this is so hot and bordering on taboo. Semi-public sex, yes please.

I lean my head against his shoulder and stretch my legs out on the couch.

“Mmm, that’s better. Now I can really play with my boy.” And he does. His fingers are moving up and down in a loose grip, and I want him to touch me more, harder. I whimper and my hips shift. “Shh,” he scolds.

I take a deep breath and focus back on the movie. His hand becomes more of a gentle massage, and I almost forget that I want to get off.

That’s when he starts moving in earnest.

“Daddy,” I whisper and arch my back against his body. He ignores me and continues his teasing.

“Good Lord,” Joe groans.

“Your hands better not be on his dick,” Leo mutters.

“Oh yeah, and where are your hands?” Izzy snaps back. “And why is your boy panting?”

Leo opens his mouth like he’s going to answer, but Joe stops him.

“Maybe we should take a break to put on our pajamas on,” he suggests.

“Good idea,” Leo agrees, and Izzy climbs off of Joe’s lap. “Wait! Let us leave first. I don’t need to see your hard-ons,” Leo protests.

“Like we want to see yours?” Joe adds.

“Then don’t look,” Leo sasses.

“I want to see.” Izzy giggles.

“That’s enough.” Joe gets up and pulls Izzy down the hall.

“Come on, babe. I have some new jammies for you.”

“Really? But it’s not Christmas yet.”

“These aren’t Christmas presents.”

“Okay. Can you wear your jammies too?”

He grins and licks his lips. “You know my pajamas aren’t appropriate for company.”

I shiver at the thought of him in his royal-blue camisole and silky shorts that always ride up so I can see his ass peeking out of the bottom. “I like your pretties very much.”

“Thank you.” He kisses the top of my head and hands me Dicky. “Okay, lie down on the bed.” I hurry to comply, and he goes to his bag. “So, we don’t have to, but I got you a special present.”

I bolt upright in the bed. “A special present?”

When he turns to me, he’s holding a candy cane and lube. That’s a weird combo, oh... Oh!

It takes me far too long to realize the candy cane is a plug. Then I scramble down the bed and onto all fours, presenting my ass like the good cock slut I am.

He chuckles darkly and runs his fingers down my still-covered ass.

“I love the enthusiasm, but you need to be naked first.” I reach back and try to tear off my shirt.

“Hey, relax, let Daddy do it.” I take a deep breath and lift my arms. “These are special jammies.” He unbuttons my pants and pulls them down my legs.

Then he holds out a red long john onesie.

I’ve never had a onesie before, but I’m excited about it.

“They look comfy.”

“And they have a secret,” Daddy tells me in a hushed tone.

“What secret?” I whisper back.

“Let’s get them on and I’ll show you, but first, undies off.” He pulls them off and now I’m totally naked. “God damn, you’re so fucking sexy.” Leo’s hungry eyes rove over my body, and I can feel the heat of it on my skin.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

He holds out the jammies so I can step into them, and he pulls them up and over my shoulders, so I push my arms through.

“How are you going to give me my candy cane if I’m dressed?”

“You’ll see.” He buttons them up but stops before he covers my chest. “Are you okay or do you need me to drink?”

“I’m still good, but later.” I pumped before I picked him up.

“Just let me know what you need, babe.” I get a quick kiss on my sternum before he finishes my buttons. “Now bend over the bed.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I purr and bend over with my legs spread as wide as I can.

“Good boy. Are you ready for your secret?”

“I am!”

He pulls down a flap on the back of my jammies. “Ta-da!” he sings.

“I have a butt flap!” I gasp.

“You do, and I have to admit this view is making me lose my mind. You look good enough to eat.” He spreads my cheeks.

Knowing he’s staring at my hole makes me clench in aroused embarrassment. I gasp in surprise as his hot wet tongue swipes across my hole.

“Daddy,” I whisper.

“And to be clear, I don’t rim people… ever, but…” He growls and bites my cheek hard. “You taste amazing.” I yelp, but he doesn’t even pause and gets right back to work.

For someone who doesn’t eat ass, he’s doing a fantastic fucking job. He manages to push his tongue inside, and I almost die. He’s relentless as he eats me out.

The tingling starts low in my back and my balls start to draw up. I’m getting close.

I whimper when he pulls away.

“I’m sorry, babe, but I can’t hold back.” I hear his zipper lowering and feel one hand grip my hip tight. “I’ll plug you after. Then you can keep my cum nice and safe inside you.”

“Safe,” I agree.

The lube cap snaps open, and I wiggle at the sound. Lube means getting fucked.

One finger slides in smoothly thanks to his thorough rim job, two is barely a stretch, and then his dick is pressing against my hole.

“I can’t wait.” His voice is strained. “Tell me it’s okay to fuck you.”

I push back and bear down as he pops through with a long moan. There’s a pinch of pain, but it’s totally worth it.

“Yessss. This ass.” Daddy sounds drugged.

“Does it look cute with my jammies?” I pant.

“So fucking cute.” He moves forward in one motion that pushes all of the air from my body. “Fuck, babe. This is going to be quick. You’ve got me so turned on.”

“Be rough, Daddy, I can take it.”

“I know you can, big boy. You’re so strong. I love it.”

I love you , but it’s too soon for that kind of declaration.

My head falls forward, and I yipe in pleasure as he hits my special spot. “Oh fuck, Daddy. Daddy, Daddy…”

“Such a sexy boy I have.” He slams home and holds before he pulls out, and I whine in protest. “Roll over. I want to see your face when I fill you with my cum, since we’re all clear now.”

I scramble to obey, and I’m barely over before Leo is shoving back inside of me.

“Yes. Daddy, give it to me.”

“Put your legs on my shoulders,” he commands. Now I’m not the most flexible, but I manage. Then he wraps his hands around my thighs and uses them for leverage as he fucks deep into me.

My dick is so hard that I want to grab it, but I don’t want this to be over too soon. So I close my eyes and enjoy the feeling while trying to fight off my orgasm.

“Uh-oh,” Daddy says calmly.

“What?”

“Looks like my boy is leaking.”

My eyes fly open, and I raise my head to look down at my chest.

Fuck. He’s right. My nipples are leaking, and there are two wet spots on my new jammies.

I move my hands to cover them, but he slaps them away.

“Don’t.”