“Alejandro…” I pouted, putting on my sultriest pleading face.
“No is a no,” he said, turning away from me.
I huffed in exaggerated annoyance, rolling my eyes. It was evening, and we had gotten back about two hours ago after having fallen asleep near the lake after a few hours of sex. I could still feel the aftereffect on my body. My core ached, and so did my ass. There was not an inch of my body that Alejandro had left untouched. We returned, showered, and then I arranged the trays for our family night with the goodies I had baked that morning whilst Alejandro had left to collect some things.
I was trying to force Alejandro to wear the matching pyjamas I had ordered. It had been Kataleya’s idea for our little movie night, and although she had initially chosen powder blue, I wasn’t sure Alejandro or Dante would even have considered them.
“Don’t be silly. It was Kat’s idea,” I tried again, knowing it may have some impact. He frowned, turning back with a pair of sweatpants in his hands.
“I don’t wear fucking silk,” he growled.
I tilted my head, trying not to burst into laughter at how amusing this was. He stood there in his fittedblack boxers, several chains around his neck, and his wet hair brushed back with one strand falling teasingly over his forehead, glaring at the fabric. I stepped closer to him, batting my lashes.
“But I really wanted to see how you look in satin... it has the ability to shape things ever so nicely…” I whispered seductively, letting my gaze fall to the front of his boxers. He raised an eyebrow.
“I don’t need fucking satin to look like I have a dick. It’s pretty noticeable no matter what I wear,” he replied cockily, making me sigh.
“Fine, don’t wear them, then. I guess I’ll just tell Kataleya that even though we spent an hour trying to choose what colour you’d like, you still don’t want to wear them,” I said, dropping the bottoms onto the drawer. It was only the bottoms; the top wouldn’t have fit him anyway. It had been such a mission even finding anything that would fit him with his height, and this had been the most suitable colour.
“Kia,” he growled.
I didn’t reply, simply dropping my towel as I slipped on my lace panties with a matching black bra. I heard him mutter a swear as I bent down and slipped on my own wine-red pyjama bottoms before putting the top on. I was about to button it up when Alejandro stepped up behind me and grabbed my breasts from behind, giving them a squeeze.
“You’re fucking annoying,” he growled, kissing my neck. I tried not to sigh in pleasure as I suppressed a smile and raised an eyebrow. I pulled away and turned towards him.
“How? I just said fine,” I said innocently as I buttoned my top up, leaving the top three open, which gave him a very appealing view of my breasts.
“You’re playing reverse psychology and shit on me,” he growled.
“How? I just said it’s fine. I’ll tell Kat you didn’t want to,” I replied innocently as his eyes flashed. My poor sexy, angry, hot king.
“Fine, I’ll wear the fucking things,” he said, glaring at the pyjama bottoms. If his eyes could destroy things by simply looking at them, those pyjamas would have been a pile of ash. I bit back a laugh and ran my fingers down his muscled arm.
“Satin or not, nothing will make you lose your masculinity. Don’t worry,” I replied, kissing his shoulder since I couldn’t really reach his lips as I was barefoot. He narrowed his eyes before looking at me.
“The things I fucking do for you girls.”
“Everything we could ever dream of,” I whispered.
“Yeah, I know what you did by playing fucking innocent and emotionally trying to blackmail me. In case you think you won this, I chose to agree,” he replied coldly as I left the room, unable to hold back my laughter.
“Of course, my sexy beast.”As long as you listen, I don’t mind you thinking you won.
Smiling, I looked over at the huge bed in my room. We had already arranged the trays of treats on the edge of the bed, consisting of a chocolate and fruit dipping platter, a variety of sweets and baked goodies that included brownies, blondies, red velvet cookies, and cupcakes. On the bedside table was a selection of iced drinks. Dante was already sitting in his matching pyjamas in the centre of the bed whilst browsing through the selection ofmovies. Kataleya and Skyla weren’t here yet, so I decided to go get them.
“Did Dad agree?” He asked, making me smile as I walked to the door. I gave him a small nod, and he smirked.
“Obviously,” I whispered.
“I can fucking hear you two,” Alejandro called.
I laughed, leaving the bedroom and almost knocking into Skyla, who was standing there with her hair neatly braided after her shower as she held a black kitten with sharp green eyes, a kitten that suited her very well.
“Me and Malevolent are ready.” She held it up to my face, showing off the silk ribbon around its neck, making me step back as the kitty hissed.
Alejandro had felt bad for Skyla and apparently had chosen this kitten for her yesterday. He had gotten one of the men to collect it. Skyla had been beyond happy. Although I didn’t think she deserved it right then, with everything going on, I thought we all just needed to relax and ease up a little.
“Malevolent. That’s a nice name,” I smiled.
