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“Oh sorry!” she says popping her head up, her smile beaming, “Good morning, Honey.” She tries once again to move, and I still hold tight. She looks confused.
“I want a proper good morning,” I tease, “with tongue.” With Maddie all I have to do is ask and she winds her arms around my neck, being careful not to spill our coffees as she proceeds to rock my world with the taste of her. I lift my hand to cup her breast and move my lip to her temple, giving her a sweet kiss. In return, she cups my jaw and lets her mouth move over mine, running her tongue across my lips, dipping in so that we are fused together. I reluctantly pull back knowing we are due for company any moment.
“Good morning, War,” she sighs.
“Yeah, good morning War,” I hear Risk’s voice coming from the sliding door off the kitchen leading to the deck.
Maddie jumps up from my lap, letting out a squeak, “I’ll just go get changed.” She runs past Risk and through the door he just vacated. Then she pops her head back out, keeping the rest of her hidden behind the wall. “Morning Risk, will you be joining us for breakfast?”
“That would be great, Maddie. I haven’t had time to grab anything yet,” Risk replies. She smiled back at him.
I have an urge to rip his head off. My best friend, as far as I’m concerned, and I’m about ready to knock him out. I saw his grin and I push out of my chair. I punch him in the shoulder, probably harder than I should.
“What the hell?” he asks, rubbing his shoulder and shoving me back.
“Why are you here?” I ask, ignoring his question. I know I’m being an asshole, but I haven’t had enough time alone with Maddie.
“Hey man, this is on you,” he says, still grinning like a fool.
“How’s that?” I ask confused.
“You said to get her stuff here and it will be here in a half hour. You wanted the security setup ASAP—your words—so that’s happening too. And you wanted to start construction on the studio. I need to get those plans finalized today if you want to start work on that and finish on the timeline we discussed. So, don’t shoot the messenger. I wanted to prep you for the onslaught of brothers showing up in less than an hour.” He stands with his hands on his hips, smirking at me.
“Shit,” I say but I know Risk is right. Maddie’s comfort and safety are my main priority. “Sorry, man. I just thought I had a little more time this morning.”
“I don’t blame you for wanting time alone with your woman and it’s because she is yours we want to make sure that we have taken every precaution.” That’s Risk, calm and matter-of-fact. “We are calling this a moving-in party cause I know you don’t want to freak her out. Ava and Vi are coming by to help her unpack and keep her busy while we work out here, setting up the cameras and equipment.”
“Thanks for setting this all up Risk. I do appreciate all the effort and time you put into this,” I say genuinely. I don’t want Maddie to catch on that I am concerned about her stalker out hunting, obsessed with my woman.
“Not me alone. We all decided, and Guard wants everyone on high alert until we locate this shithead,” he informs me. Then his grin gets bigger and adds, “I think you should count on more company for breakfast and lunch. You know our brothers can eat.”
I shake my head and see the humor in all this. “Christ, I better get the prospects to pick up more groceries.” I pull out my phone and make the call as I hear Risk chuckle.
An hour later, after having the tables setup out back by the young prospects, Maddie is placing table cloths over top.
“We don’t need tablecloths,” I try to tell her. I am stopped when she turns to me abruptly with her hands on her hips, leaning forward with utter indignation in her tone.
“We are not having our friends for a meal without setting the table. Meals are a way of sharing and I want our family to feel welcome.” She turns back to the table and continues to place plates, glasses, mugs, cutlery, and napkins.
The view is wreaking havoc on my dick. Each time she stretches across the table to set a place setting her heart shaped ass is on display. I want to strut up behind her, tear her shorts down and plow my dick right into her tight sheath. My thoughts are interrupted by my Pride members walking about the property in groups, enjoying the Maddie & War show as we indulge in playful banter.
“Keep that attitude, little lady, and I will be happy to smack that ass later tonight when we’re alone,” I let her know.
Her back straightens and she prances right over to me, raises to her tip toes while placing her hand to my jaw and kisses the corner of my mouth. “Promises, promises,” she announces. And as quickly as she appeared, she disappears into the house to gather more for the table. She is definitely set for a spanking. I feel like a raunchy fourteen-year-old boy getting his first taste of a hot girl.
I force myself back to the task at hand–the most essential and accurate locations for the cameras and sensors.
This has been a productive day. My brothers spent the day making our place a virtual fortress to set my mind at ease, knowing that Maddie will be safe here. They worked hard, and I’m forced to endure the ribbing from them all, explicitly remembering all the times I called them pussies for taking up with a woman seriously, claiming it would never happen to me. At the end of the day, they’re all pleased for me and I’m glad I was able to find someone as sweet as Maddie.
Ava, Vi and Maddie spend the majority of the time indoors. Intermittently, I can hear the laughter and giggles of the “Lady Pride” as Ava likes to refer to them. Every so often Ava runs outside to ask if she can redecorate. Guard cuts that short as soon as the words leave her lips. He reminds her that she has her own house to redecorate and to stay off her feet or he’s taking her home.
I check in with Maddie. I take her aside and let her know that this is our home now and she can change anything she wants as long as she doesn’t get rid of anything before speaking with me.
“This is your home too. Feel free to make it a space we will both be happy with,” I tell her.
She tilts her head to one side, “I like things as they are. I already feel at home.”
“I want to see you living in my space. All parts of you in our home. Don’t pick a corner and think that’s where you belong. I want you in every room. Am I making myself clear?” I ask firmly.
