LOGIN“Archer…” I start, but I’m still not sure. I don’t want to ruin the surprise. After all, he could just be guessing. The taxi pulls up in front of City Hall. Stepping out onto the sidewalk, I’m immediately bombarded with the flashes of cameras and the shouts of questions. “Mrs. Hayes!” the call f
“It hasn’t even been that long since I left them,” I tell Archer as he and I ride side by side in the back of a truck away from the border lands and back towards home. “But everyone’s so anxious.” I can feel it through the bond. “Can you blame them?” Archer asks. “Their mate is living a life as a
“You’ve been fucked all night, but it’s not enough, is it? You need this dick.” He takes himself in hand and slowly begins to stroke from base to tip. A bead of precum glistens at his slit. I lick my lips, desperate to taste it. “You want to suck my dick, slut?” Archer asks. He steps closer to m
When I awaken, I’m cradled in the safety of Neil’s arms, my cheek to his chest with him carding his fingers through my hair. Lifting my head, he pauses, watching me as I take in our surroundings. This bed has gotten lower somehow or… wait… “We broke the bed,” I say, looking around. “Yes,” Neil
“Show me,” he says. I know what he’s asking me to do. Slowly I place my hands on my shoulders, then trail them down, gently massaging my breasts. I pluck my nipples, gasping. It’s only partially for show. With how much I’ve explored my body while sleeping with these brothers, I know exactly what I
I’m not sure how long I’m on that roof, with Beau holding me in his arms. Gently, he licks at the mark he’s made as if attempting to soothe it. It’s already healed, I can tell, though it never really hurt when he gave it to me. The opposite, actually. “You really are incredible, Nanny,” Beau says,
I’m not sure what I expected when I baited Archer’s anger like that. Perhaps I should have known that he would react as he did. Still, as he dragged me down the hallway by the ribbon that still bound both of my hands, I couldn’t help but wonder if I shouldn’t have been more cautious. In one of t
“You won’t be seeing Tide again,” Archer says as soon as I’m upright. He kicks off the wall and unhooks his arms. He stays two feet away, his hands in fists at his sides. Great, he’s starting the conversation off angry. For once, I’d like to see him when he’s not annoyed. The world would probably
When I wake up the next morning, my brain has finally decided to actually process and interpret information. For a few bliss-filled seconds, I am at peace. Then I remember all the shit I did the night before. How utterly humiliating. I decide that I hate Archer with the entirety of my being. At
At my use of the word silly, he straightens and glares me down. “It’s your job to keep her on the schedule, Chloe. Any nanny worth her salt could guess when a baby will use the bathroom based off when they ate.” “’Any nanny worth her salt?’” The insult rankles over my nerves. I’m quickly losing pa







