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“Oh, we wouldn’t miss it. Would we, baby?” He looked to Cam.
“Heck no!” Cam was clearly in a good mood after a couple drinks too.
“Actually, we’ll do more than watch,” Lucian amended. As Noa climbed up on my lap and activated the lift, Lucian and Cam walked alongside us. “Walker has a spiked paddle ready for a certain Little.”
Noa tensed up his tight little ass and made a face. “What happened to enjoying the show?”
“Maybe Daddy wants a show too.” I kissed his cheek. “You know nothing gets me harder than hearing you scream.”
He scowled at me. “Sadist,” he whispered.
“Yes,” I whispered back. “And you love it when Daddy’s sadistic.”
He had no response to that, except to cross his eyes and stick out his tongue.
Solid argument.
We made it up to the third floor, and we zeroed in on the room we’d visited just a few weeks ago for Santiago’s first orgy with us. Only then, we’d had a few bottoms with us, mainly Macklin, Gael, and Noa. Tonight was all about Santiago getting it.
We had a couple small surprises for the brats watching too, and one of them was a secret to Walker as well.
For every group fuck, there was a group chat for swapping limits, STI results, and ideas. Dean had spoken on Santiago’s behalf for this one, because our main man of the hour didn’t want too many details.
Lucian helped me out of the chair, and I gritted my teeth and did my best to lock my knees into place. The floor inside that room was filled with mattresses, so I had to leave the chair out in the hall. There was no point in using my braces either, because they’d come off soon enough. With my arm around Lucian’s shoulders, I let him usher me into the room, and Noa brought me my cane.
“Thanks, baby.” I gripped it tightly and concentrated on, well, not falling. Goddammit. I hated walking on mattresses. With so little strength left in my legs, it took all my energy not to let my feet drag behind.
“Thank fuck, he didn’t cancel!” I heard Macklin exclaim.
I chuckled and found him on one of the sofas with Lane and Ty. Three out of four walls were lined with couches, leaving the floor one giant fuck mattress.
Colt, Kit, and Lucas were here, occupying one couch. Reese, River, and Shay were on another. Greer, Sloan, and Corey…
“Am I late?” A breathless Archie ran into the room. “Okay, good. Christ.” He hurried over to his three and rambled about his sister. I’d seen him drive off earlier, so I assumed they had a babysitter for the rest of the evening. “Corey sent me a picture. I love it, Owner.” And now the topic was Greer’s mustache. “So sexy.”
“Me too, right, pet?” Colt pressed.
Archie sent him a grin. “Of course, Sir. Did Reese also…” He spotted Reese. “I thought you were shaving as well, Sir.”
“He chickened out,” Shay snickered.
“I did fucking not.” Reese smacked his boy on the chest. “I just decided it wouldn’t look good on me.”
“You mean, I decided,” River drawled.
I smirked to myself, and Lucian helped me over to an available couch.
We ended up with Ty, Lane, and Macklin on one side and Dean, Santiago, and Gael on the other. But Gael soon made his way over to sit with Macklin, who gathered the boy close and kissed the side of his head. Meanwhile, Walker was over in the corner, talking to Kingsley and Tate.
Kingsley and I locked eyes, and I nodded discreetly.
He did the same.
Once seated, I started removing my clothes, and Macklin rose from his couch to offer us all drinks. Like last time, he’d set up little bars on the side tables.
“Seeing as we’ve traveled back to the ’70s tonight, I’ll have a 7 and 7,” I requested.
“I heard that,” Colt said.
