Viking’s arms tighten around me. “You really did,” Viking grumbles in my ear, causing shivers to run down my spine.
“Next time, you can be the little spoon,” I say.
“Deal,” he whispers in my ear before kissing my shoulder.
Just then, I feel his cock as he pushes his hips to my ass.
“Oh no, none of that just yet,” Ana says while getting out of bed.
We both look at her in question.
She lets out a sigh and shakes her head.
“You both smell like a distillery, so you need showers. Sorry, but the first time I’m with you both is not going to be here at the club where everyone can hear us. I have been informed I’m not exactly quiet,” Ana states. She says the last part softly. I turn to look at Viking who chuckles.
“She’s very vocal,” Viking says with a grin.
“Fuck. Then we need to get home, shower, and eat because once I get you both in bed, you guys won’t be leaving for awhile,” I tell them before pulling away from Viking.
They laugh at my eagerness, but they look just as excited as I do. I hope they don’t have any other plans today because I was serious about not letting them leave the bed.
The club is full when we leave the room which isn’t surprising.
“Oh, I thought you guys went home because my potatoes were lonely this morning,” Mama says loudly, causing everyone to laugh.
“It was one time,” I grumble.
“You seem to be very into spooning when you are drunk,” Ana teases.
“I have no idea why,” I say with a smile.
“We better go so you can eat my raccoon,” Viking whispers in my ear, causing me to groan in embarrassment.
“Why am I like this?” I mumble.
“It’s cute,” Ana says.
I head out of the club, and they both follow me with chuckles.
“You two are lucky I like you,” I mutter while walking to the SUV.
“It’s okay, we won’t tell anyone about Viking’s raccoon,” Ana teases.
At her words, Viking throws his head back and laughs. “Are you going to let me eat your raccoon too?”
“Shut up,” I say without any heat and a smile on my face.
These two seem to make my days lighter.
Chapter Twelve
Ana
On the way home, the sexual tension rises.
We all know what’s going to happen when we get there.
Viking is driving, but he stops for some food on the way. He makes sure not to order anything with eggs so that I don’t get sick. It’s sweet how he knew something like that without me telling him.
