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 wake up in the morning incredibly disoriented. I was half expecting to wake up in the front seat of Archer’s jeep. In the comfort of my own silk sheets was a shock. I wipe the sleep from my eyes and check my alarm clock. Four AM. Mia’s feeding isn’t for another two hours. I roll over to look at
I knock lightly on Steven’s door. He calls me in. Mia is sitting on his lap, watching something on the projector he has put up against the wall of his lab. I see a pink pig and smile. “Peppa?” I say. Steven nods. “Her favorite,” he says. “I don’t know if there’s any education to be learned from
The next morning, or rather like three hours after I saw Beau, Mia and I leave our room. Mia is her bubbly old self, grinning so wide, dimples form in her plump cheeks. I look like the crypt keeper. I’m delusional with the lack of sleep. So much so that I run into someone in the hallway. “Shit, so
I’m still starring, slack jawed, when they realize that I’m in the room. Beau curses under his breath which causes Angela to finally stop moving and turn around. She yelps when she sees me and rolls off Beau, pulling the sheets over her chest and burying herself in the bed. “Ohmygods, ohmygods, oh







