55

Raven
Did that really just happen?
Did Chris drop his towel and flash me his gorgeously sculpted ass? His gorgeous, you could probably bounce a quarter off it, ass?
Yep. He did.
Because why else would I have made that up? I mean, I would make something like that up, but I wasn’t dreaming, and the towel was still lying in the center of the room.
But just to be sure, I walked over to it and touched the corner of it with my foot.
Yep, the towel was really there.
So that meant the image currently burned in the back of my brain of Chris’s ass was, in fact, one hundred percent real.
Holy shit snacks. His ass was even better than Chris Hemsworth’s. Or Tom Hiddleston’s.
My mouth watered, and the heat between my legs intensified just thinking about it. Digging my heels into that solid flesh. Or my nails. Whatever would make him move faster and harder.
I stood there for a few more seconds before I realized I was supposed to be getting dressed, too lost in my lustful thoughts.
Yes, Raven. Clothes. Chris told you to get dressed, and we don’t want him to come out and discover that we haven’t done that yet.
Now I was referring to myself in the third person and as ‘we’. Just great.
Could someone be hypnotized by a butt? I mean, I’d heard of being dickmatized, butbuttmatized? I really needed to get a grip on reality here.
I went to my suitcase and retrieved a simple pair of jeans and a shirt. It was one of my favorites with a red fox that said, “You say crippling anxiety like it’s a bad thing?”
Don’t know if the guys would find it all that funny, but we’ll see.
By the time I was done brushing out my hair and resecuring my ponytail, Chris emerged from the bathroom. “Ready to go downstairs and get some food?”
“Coffee first, I think.” I sprang to my feet.
“Coffee sounds perfect.” Chris held his hand out for me, and I took it eagerly. He bent down and kissed my temple. “Did you like what you saw, kroshka?”
“I had to go over and touch the towel to make sure it actually happened, and I didn’t just imagine it.”
Chris threw his head back in laughter. The sound was utter perfection, and I savored it after the heaviness of all that happened in the past week. He lifted our joined hands and kissed my knuckles. “I love you, kroshka.”
I don’t think I’d ever get tired of hearing any of the guys say that. Butterflies sprang to life and danced around in my belly. It was just like the first time they said it. Each time they repeated it, I grew to love it more and more.
“Love you too, Chris.”
We made our way down the stairs and into the living room. Kashton and Caden were sitting on opposite ends of the couch, eachwith their laptops perched on their legs and a random show playing on the TV in the background.
“About time you two stopped sucking face and got down here.” Kashton winked, and I let out the breath I’d been holding, knowing he was kidding. Sometimes it was hard for me to tell with him.
“We only sucked face for a little while. Then we got dressed, but before that, Chris decided to drop his towel and gift me with the lovely view of his ass.”
Oh, man. That was probably not the best thing to say out loud. But I did, and now there was nothing I could do about it.
But when Kashton and Caden burst into laughter, and Chris and I joined in, I decided all was well and right in the world.
Even if the thing that was all and right was my lack of filter.
“Sit down, kroshka.” Chris kissed the top of my head. “I’ll get us some coffee. Have you had breakfast yet?” He called out to the guys.
“Nope.” Caden grinned as he patted the couch cushion next to him, insisting I sit down beside him. I crossed the room in a few strides and snuggled up next to him. “We were waiting to see what you guys wanted to do first.”
“I’ll volunteer for breakfast duty.” Chris gave me a dazzling smile. “Since I got to suck face with our girl this morning, and she complimented my ass.”
“Is he actually smiling after what happened yesterday?” Kashton whisper-yelled as he leaned closer to me. “Because if so, I’m gonna ask who the fuck kidnapped my best friend. Or maybe aliens did a brain swap while we were sleeping?”
I snorted as I laughed.
“I think it just shows you the true magic of being in love,” Caden replied, wrapping his arm around my shoulders to bring me even closer to his side. “I think you have been making us all smile a lot more lately, baby girl.”
I couldn’t help the massive grin that spread over my face. “I know you guys are making me smile a lot more, too.”
“Good.” Caden grunted in approval. “We’d never want to cause you any pain. Well, unless you’re getting a punishment spanking from us.” His brows arched as he gave me a knowing smile.
“Nope.” I shook my head back and forth in exaggerated motions. “I’m a good girl. I don’t need any spankings.”
They chuckled, and Kashton placed his laptop on the coffee table and adjusted his body so he was lying with his head in my lap. “You’d be surprised how good it’ll make you feel, sweet girl. Once the punishment is done, whether that’s a spanking, corner time, or no desserts, the guilt is gone, and all is forgiven. It’s as simple as that.”
We’d briefly touched on the subject before, but the more I got comfortable with these men-Daddies-and the lifestyle, the more I leaned into it. Guilt was something that always weighed heavily on my mind. Things that I’d done wrong years ago still plagued me at the least opportune times, like when I was trying to sleep.
If a spanking or other punishment helped put my mind at ease, then I was all for trying it.
Lord knows that I liked to pile too much guilt upon myself.
“So, what is the plan for the day?” I asked, shifting the conversation away from spankings and punishments.
It was a tactic that I used a lot. Deflection, thy name is Charlotte Alexander.
“That would be up to you.” Caden tapped the tip of my nose. “We’re relaxing for the day. I’ve canceled my classes for tonight, and Kashton and Chris have already covered work for you.”
Speaking of work, there was one thing I knew I needed to do, but dread pooled deep in my belly. I groaned and scrubbed a hand over my face.
“What’s that look and sound for?” Kashton asked, sitting as he became instantly concerned.
“I need to call Ryan and tell him what’s going on.”
I loved my brother dearly, but he could be an overbearing asshat. Although he had gotten better since meeting Bryanna, but still, once he found out abratva pakhanhad kidnaped me, he might go full crazy marine on me.
As the silence stretched, I glanced at Caden, then Kashton, and saw how their lips twitched. “I just said that all out loud about my brother, didn’t I?” I sighed and covered my face with my hands.
Kashton grasped my wrists gently and pulled them away. He kissed the center of each of my palms and then laid my hands on his chest. “Yes, but you didn’t say anything we didn’t already know.”
“You remember Bryanna is my niece, right?” Caden chuckled as he leaned down to kiss my forehead. “She’s told me all about his overprotective streak. Not that I have anything against it.”
“Nice to know that I now have four overprotective men in my life,” I muttered.
The room burst into laughter, and I could even hear Chris chuckling from the kitchen.
Ugh.
Men.
Not just men. Daddies.