Page 51 of Unwrapping Chase
I laughed, but it was laced with my nerves. “No, it’s not mean. It’s just kind of personal about Nyx.”
“Yes, he is a workaholic, and a boulder in the sand, but I am hoping that will change,” they said, placing a small snowperson next to the five large ones.
“No.” I cleared my throat. I didn’t even know why I wanted to know this. “Does he bottom?”
My chin was lifted, and I looked up at Tam, who was grinning. “You want to fuck your Daddy.”
Heat swamped my cheeks.
Tam chuckled. “Yes, he does, occasionally, but, pet, it takes him time to trust someone enough for that. It took years for Nyx to allow me to fuck him, and it’s rare that he asks.”
I heard what he wasn’t saying. They were leaving tomorrow. There wasn’t enough time. I nodded and returned to my snowman, but it fell, breaking apart, just like we were.
“Also,” Tam continued, re-forming my snow into a round ball, “you would have to wear a condom.”
“Why?” I hadn’t been this whole time.
“I can’t get Nyx pregnant. You can. Humans and lollikrakes are compatible.”
“I didn’t know that.”
“Yep,” Tam said, grinning. “Nyx would get all round with an egg.”
“It’d be cute,” I remarked before I could swallow the words.
Tam bobbed their head. “He would be so cute.”
“And cranky,” I whispered.
“So cranky!”
I burst into laughter, and Tam followed suit, tackling me into the snow. They gently brushed my face again, and I smiled up at them. Tam was so beautiful; I loved their bright pink hair and their silver eyes that were always twinkling with humor. They were sunshine in person, and it looked good on them.
Arching, I kissed their lips. “I like you smiling. I like you happy. I like you on top of me like this. I like you.”
“I like all of you, pet.” They claimed my mouth, coiling around me.
We stayed like that until Nyx made us come and eat. Walking into the house, my hand in each one of theirs, I was content. Well, as long as I didn’t think about tomorrow.
twenty
The perfect tree needs decorations.
“Seriously, Tam,” I whined. “They all look the same.”
“No, they don’t,” Tam snapped, adjusting their novelty reindeer antlers. “Each is lovely and perfect and needs to be appropriately evaluated before it comes into our house.”
Nyx crossed his arms, trailing after Tam. We’d been at this for almost two hours. Jerri, the assistant who’d taken over for me, sat in the snow, looking bored out of her fucking mind. All of the trees looked identical. I didn’t know what differences Tam was seeing. I mean, the trees were grown here and were bred to look the same. Everything in this fake holiday nightmare was meant to look perfect, to the point that it was almost uncomfortable for my eyes.
Biting words burned my throat, and I suppressed them. It was the pain. My leg was on fire from walking so much, and my ass ached from the spanking and rough fucking, and the plug pulledat the oddest moments. I was exhausted, and the doctor was coming soon. I just wanted to lie down. Hells, I would suck them both if I could rest for a bit. Honestly, giving Nyx and Tam blow jobs, even in the snow, sounded like a fun time.
Tam, though, kept plowing along, uncaring about it all.
I sighed. There was nothing for it. If I didn’t get off my feet, I was going to die. Embarrassment lit up my cheeks like Christmas tree lights. However, I turned to Nyx and lifted my arms. “My leg hurts, Daddy.”
Worry immediately plucked at his eyebrows, drawing them together. Nyx scooped me up, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, laying my head on his shoulder. Damn, this was so much better. Tension seeped out of my muscles, and I groaned, kissing Daddy’s neck. My leg still throbbed in time with my pulse, but the pain was significantly less because I was no longer putting any pressure on it. My ass was still sore, especially because Nyx was cupping it, but it was better than walking.
Nuzzling Nyx’s neck, I said, “Thank you, Daddy.”