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Noa was used to this by now, but Cam caught on quick as well. He didn’t respond verbally; they offered a single nod, and that was that. Both lay there completely listless, gazes empty.
I took a deep breath and ran my hand down Noa’s side.
Fucking exquisite.
I cleared my throat. “So you wanna get the itinerary out of the way before we watch porn?”
Lucian nodded. “Sounds good.”
While he reached for his and Cam’s iPad on the nightstand, I reached for the TV remote on this side. I could make sure the videos were in order as he spoke.
I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been on a cruise, so I was excited. We’d booked an entire block of big staterooms with verandas, and the last room had eventually gone to Ash. Initially, it’d been Jack and Franklin, though they had pulled out early, with Jack reasoning, “LGBTQ-friendly is great, but if we’re going on a cruise, I want a straight-up BDSM theme so I can parade Franklin around in a cock cage.”
After that, we’d had a few maybes from Penelope, Santiago, and Beau.
In the end, River and Walker had caught Ash on a week when Nathan had their kids, so Ash had been happy with a distraction.
“Okay, let’s see…” Lucian sat up and made his way to their calendar app where Cam kept all the notes for our family. “Saturday, nothing in particular planned. Sunday, Nassau. Monday, we’re at sea. Tuesday, we reach the Virgin Islands, and we start with St. Thomas. St. Croix follows on Wednesday, then the cruise line’s private island in the Bahamas on Thursday before we return home fairly early on Friday.”
I kept my laughter to myself, but damn. Well done, Cam, for keeping a straight face. I mean, that was less than the bare minimum of “going over our itinerary.” He’d mentioned nothing of our dinner plans or what we had in store as a community.
In short, Lucian had rambled the shit Cam already knew.
“Do we need to discuss anything else?”
I shook my head, rearranging the order of two videos. “No, I’m good. That was very informative.”
“I thought so too.” He returned the iPad to the nightstand, then got out of bed and switched on the cameras. I’d already made sure the angles were good, so he only needed to make minor adjustments.
I pushed play on the first video but muted the sound. It was meant to be background spice, not a headliner.
With all that out of the way, I just wanted to focus on my little fuck-doll. Noa had come so damn far in managing his movements that I was downright proud of him. It wasn’t as easy as it looked, especially when you were usually so energetic.
I positioned myself right behind him and let my hand roam his entire side, down so I could stretch out his legs, then up again. I kissed his neck and pinched his nipple. Not a twitch. I slid two fingers into his mouth, and he wasn’t even swallowing against the slow flow of saliva.
“Fucking gorgeous,” I whispered. “My adorable little diaper doll has his holes ready for Daddy.”
Lucian exhaled and pushed Cam closer to Noa, until the boys were pressed up against each other in the center of the bed.
I met Lucian in a kiss as I slipped a hand down Noa’s diaper. Hard already. That wasn’t surprising. I squeezed his cock, and Lucian gently pushed his tongue around mine.
Desire heated up the air around us, and my needs grew louder and more demanding. With the added discomfort that I was closing in on my limit for how hard I could get, before going to the bathroom became more important. We’d been chugging water for hours.
“Grab me the shears,” I murmured.
He broke away and turned over to get them from the nightstand.
In the meantime, I threw a glance at the flat-screen, where Kingsley had Tate strapped to a St. Andrews cross and was fucking him brutally.
A shudder ran through me, and I inched away enough to get a good look at Noa’s diapered bottom.
I squeezed his butt cheeks roughly. “We’re gonna fill this with piss and come.”
Lucian was back, and he got on his knees and leaned over the boys to assist me. When I pinched the diaper, getting a big chunk of it, he cut it off and created a hole for my cock.
This was why I never wanted the fabric diapers I sometimes saw being marketed for BDSM crowds. Fuck it, gimme an actual diaper for adults.
“They should fucking sell these,” I said. “Diapers with glory holes for impatient Daddies.”
