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I turned my head, spotting Otto staring at me with hungry eyes. I licked my lips, desire filling my belly as I watched him. Only my stomach growling broke our stare off, Phoenix laughing as he pulled back.
“Food first. Our girlfriend’s hungry.”
“Girlfriend. The word has never sounded better,” Otto said.
I sat up, forgetting I was still topless, the sheet falling to my lap. Otto’s eyes widened as he stared. I’d never been embarrassed about my body; it was other people who had problems with it. With the way Otto stared, I didn’t think he was one of them. So I stayed sitting, letting him take his turn.
He placed his fist in his mouth, biting his knuckles. “Who needs breakfast?” he muttered.
I raised my hand, my boob moving with the action. “Um, I do. Very much.”
Otto laughed, nodding. He pulled his shirt over his head and walked toward me. “Here then. If we want to get through it without an orgy, you better cover up.”
“Orgy,” I said, the word sounding funny to my ears.
Phoenix groaned as he stood, my eyes moving to the cock I’d felt rubbing against me last night. He pulled on his pants, hiding it from view. Otto pulled my arms through, dropping the rest of it down. It was a little snug, stretching across my chest.
“Damn. That’s not any better. You’re too fucking gorgeous, Little Bird.”
My cheeks heated, liking his compliment. “I have my own clothes, you know. They fit better.”
“No!” Otto and Phoenix said at the same time. “Keep the shirt on. Maybe just add some shorts or something?” Otto added, grimacing.
“I can do that.” I nodded, and they groaned as I walked to the bathroom, my lower half still bare.
“How did you sleep next to that all night and not bust a nut?” Otto asked.
“I didn’t.” Even from here, I could hear the smugness in Phoenix’s voice.
“You…?” Otto trailed off, his voice soft, and I worried he wouldn’t be happy despite his assurance last night. I looked over my shoulder to gauge his expression. There wasn’t a hint of jealousy present, more like envy and desire. Okay, I could deal with that.
Quickly, I slid on a pair of leggings and pulled my hair into a messy bun. I turned in the mirror, liking how Otto’s shirt looked on me. I lifted it up to my nose, smelling him.
“I could get used to this.”
Walking back out, I found Otto waiting for me, his chest still bare. He had tattoos covering his chest, so I walked closer to take a look. My fingers reached out to trace the smallest one on his heart.
“A bird?” I asked, glancing up.
“Funnily enough, it’s a raven. A little bird on my heart for my Little Bird.” He covered my fingers with his hand, holding it there. A tear ran down my face at his sentiment.
“I’m so glad I found you, Otto.”
“Me too, baby.” He wiped my tear with his thumb, trailing it down my cheek, pulling my lip down with it. My tongue peeked out, tasting the salty tear on the tip. Otto groaned, his eyes rolling back.
“I get you tonight, Little Bird.”
Nodding, I smiled at his request, wanting to spend more time with him as well. Otto dropped my hand, bending down to pick me up bridal style as he carried me from the room.
“I can walk. My ankle doesn’t hurt anymore,” I said, reminding him.
“I know.” He lifted his eyebrow in a challenge. Rolling my eyes, I let him carry me, secretly liking it.
When we neared the kitchen, I glanced around at the open space, observing it more this time. The kitchen was white with navy blue accents, spilling into a navy and orange living room with a huge couch and fireplace. A massive TV hung from the wall over the fireplace. The entire space was warm and cozy.
“Good morning, Reubear,” I said when we neared. He turned from the stove, looking me over from head to toe. His eyes lingered over my chest, noticing how the shirt stretched tight. His nostrils flared slightly, and I hoped he didn’t hate that I wore Otto’s shirt. He cleared his throat, his eyes returning to mine, speaking directly to my heart.
Good morning, precious. You look beautiful.
