Chapter 8

Chapter

Eight

T he afternoon floated by me in a haze of love and bliss.

My body was stretched and loved in the most glorious ways possible. I was fed and tended to. I was cared for. For the first time in my life, I knew what it was to make love and be loved.

Mat, my ever-grumpy gator, kissed down my leg at one point. I tried to pull away when he got close to my scarring, but he held me firm. He placed kisses on the puckered tissue from the scars that depicted my injury and the surgeries that followed. He didn’t look at me with pity in his eyes. He looked at me with awe.

“Beautiful.” That’s all he said. With a smile that made me melt. I may have cried, but this time it was with joy. And it made me all the more determined to feel tears of joy in my life.

Exhaustion and the encroaching darkness of the night pulled me into a light sleep. I can remember the guys moving us, but at the time I wasn’t sure where. I was more than a little excited when I opened my eyes and found myself sprawled on a gigantic soft bed. The room did not seem familiar to me, but I spotted my camera and all of my gear, sitting on a chair in the corner of the room. The sight relaxed me. My babies were safe.

I gripped the corner of the blanket, prepared to throw it off me and stand, when a sexy hunk, whistling and holding a tray came walking through the bedroom door. Seriously, I drooled. Every woman deserves something just like this in their life.

“Ah! You’re awake! I have breakfast.” Ren’s smile was infectious. He was still completely naked too. Even the leg with the bandage, which drew my attention immediately.

“Your leg!” I yelped and jumped off the bed to investigate. The skin was clean with no marks or any evidence of all from the injury. When I looked back up at him from my crouched position on the floor, he smiled and shrugged. “Shifters heal a bit faster.”

Before I could say anything else, the juicy dick that was only inches from my face did a little twitch that in my head translated to one of those sexy ‘ come hither ’ motions. How can I say no to that?

Before Ren could catch on to my intentions, I sprang up on my knees and took his dick all the way in. He yelped and I heard metal and glass shuffle on the tray he was holding. I wonder how well he can balance things if I continue?

Hollowing out my cheeks, I began to slurp and bob on his cock. He moaned and I reached up to grip his balls. Again he yelped.

“Tiff I… oh fuck yes… baby you can… as much as it pains me to do this… oh baby yes… no… I mean… brEAKFAST!”

When I release his dick with an audible pop at his scream for breakfast, we both break into a fit of laughter. I crawl onto the bed and plop down in the spot where I woke up, as Ren extends the legs of the tray and sets it over me like a little table. We eat together—sometimes he stops to feed me, or I stop and just watch him—in relative silence for about ten minutes before the door bursts open.

Mat stands in the doorway, licking his lips, and eyes me like he wants to eat me for breakfast. His cock is on display as apparently my men don’t do clothes. Which is fine with me, unless there are other people around. I may not be a violent person, but I could feel myself getting stabby over these two.

Ren must take the silent cue because he lifts the tray from the bed as Mat stalks towards me. My heart thumps wildly in my chest and I can’t help to feel a little bit like his prey. When he reaches the end of the bed, he grips my ankles and pulls me all the way down until my butt hits the edge. He sinks down on his knees and buries his nose in my pussy, inhaling deeply.

A low growl in his throat—one that I now realize reminds me of an alligator—is the only sound I get before he begins to eat me like a starved man. I’ve never been someone’s breakfast before, but I could absolutely get used to this.

When I start to writhe, Ren moves behind me to help hold me in place. This time, when I come, Mat doesn’t let me ride it out gently. He pushes and nips and sucks even harder until my pulsing turns into an explosion as I squirt all over my man's face. Before I can say a word, Ren leans in close to my ear.

“Good girl.”

The praise almost makes me come again, but Mat leans back and gives my pussy a little slap, before standing up and shoving his dick deep inside me.

If I were to die this very morning… I think I would be ok with that.