Page 50 of Unwrapping Chase
My eyes flicked over to my throupling. Nyx was playing with Chase’s toes again as he told our human about his work. Chase, for his part, didn’t seem bored as Nyx went on and on detailing his coding for fount dispensers, to make them more efficient andhealthy—not tasty, though. Fount dispensers could make any food, and it would meet your needs, but it tasted horrible, or rather bland. I guessed that was a better way to say it. But it had ended food scarcity in the Alliance, so it was definitely worth it.
Chase smiled when Nyx kissed the arch of his foot, and my gut bubbled in warmth. I loved watching the two of them together. It was adorable to see their relationship grow as it had. In time, they would be as solid as Nyx and I were, and the same would be true for me and Chase. Yes, we all needed to be in a relationship together, but our separate relationships were equally important.
Nyx nibbled on one of Chase’s toes, then went back to talking. I rolled my eyes at the motion. His fascination with our human’s feet was baffling. Did Chase have cute feet? Of course. Everything was cute about him. But I didn’t quite grasp the need to stroke and kiss them. However, if it made Nyx and Chase both happy, I didn’t see the harm.
But I was bored. Very bored. I grinned, sliding across the floor toward Chase, who was staring at Nyx. My coupling saw me, but he didn’t react. I threw myself at Chase, and he squealed, making me burst into laughter. His arms wrapped around me, which kept me from falling off the couch, and I brushed a tentacle over his red cheek.
“Hi, pet.”
The color deepened. Chase kissed my chin. “Hi.”
A slap sounded, and I yelped, though it didn’t hurt. I glanced over my shoulder, pouting. Nyx frowned in return. “You could have hurt him or yourself, Tam. Don’t just fling yourself at people and expect them to catch you. Remember when you broke your arm?”
I widened my eyes further, and Nyx just shook his head, but Chase, my precious Chase, hugged me closer. He kissed my cheek, then said, “I’m fine, Daddy.”
“So am I,” I replied, curling closer to Chase and smiling.
I saw Nyx's worry crumble at our combined cuteness. Oh, yes, I was going to use this in the future.
Chase dragged his fingers down my spine, and I sighed, resting my ear over his heart, which steadily thumped. I rested a hand on his chest and played with a bit of hair I found there. “I'm bored.”
“What did you want to do?”
“Something Christmas-y until we can go get a tree.”
“Chase might be too sore, dear one, and it’s cold. Let’s just stay inside,” Nyx commented, shifting until he rested partially on me, and something deep within me relaxed. This was pure perfection right here. I was always meant to be with these two people, and now that we were together, I never wanted to separate.
Nyx kissed my shoulder, and some of his tentacles coiled around mine while others slid over my skin, bringing awareness with every movement. Part of me wanted to give in to what he was offering—sex, plain and simple—but we were running out of time with Chase. He needed to know that we wanted more than his body; that we valued him for other things, like his humor, kindness, and gentle heart.
“I want to do something,” I whined.
A grumble came from Nyx, but he was just complaining, and a worried hum came from Chase. He cupped my cheeks. “Do you want to make a snowman?”
I cocked my head. “What’s that?”
Chase grinned. “You’ll love this.”
I followed Chase to the kitchen, reveling in the way his butt bounced with each step. His cheeks were still pink from his earlier spanking, but he seemed so much better and calmer now. He grabbed a carrot from the fridge and said, “There should be buttons, a scarf, and a top hat in one of your boxes.”
“What?” I asked, blinking.
He laughed, and the sound sent shocks throughout my body. It was so carefree and joyous. I loved that laugh. I crashed into Chase again, gentler this time. My lips found his, and he met me with equal fervor, but I pulled back after a moment.
“I like you happy,” I said, breathless.
His cheeks darkening, Chase replied, “I like you happy too.”
“Good! Teach me to make a snowman.”
Chase laughed again and snagged my hand to race outside. We were stalled by Nyx. He demanded I wear a thicker sweater before taking Chase away to put clothes on. Once we were properly attired, Nyx let us go, but he refused to join us, as he wanted to make us a healthy lunch.
I left him to it and dragged the other part of my throupling outside.
Tam was way too good at this. Their tentacles gave them an unfair advantage in shaping the snow. Also, they seemed to possess an artistic talent for sculpting. This wasn’t a competition in the slightest, but I had one very lopsided snowman, and Tam had an entire family, whom they’d named.
“Can I ask you a question?” I asked, not looking at them and focusing on my snowman that was determined to fall over.
“You don’t have to ask, pet. Just say whatever you want. You won’t get in trouble.” Tam paused. “Unless it’s mean things about yourself. I will have Nyx spank you again.”