Alec
With the week I’d had, I shouldn’t have been surprised to wake up with Pry suckling at my cock.
I’d worked on the paperwork and had sex with Pry. That had been my life since giving into Pry’s advances. I couldn’t say I had any sort of problem with it. At least there was a roof over my head, and my money in my pocket. Plus a boyfriend, I guess? Pry certainly didn’t mind sharing nor have any interest in labels. I didn’t know whether to push for a decision.
But it wasn’t a question for right now. Not when I could run my fingers through Pry’s short hair. The action made him purr. Little Alec twitched in response, but that was about it. There was no way I’d be getting hard for at least the next 24 hours. I had never felt so drained.
I couldn’t tell what time it was. Pry’s room had no windows, just the warm light he used and the deep violet colors on every surface. The bed was decadent; plush and large, with sheets worth more than my monthly wage. It was comfortable and for a little bit I enjoyed the attention, drifting along at the edge of sleep all over again.
“What happened?” I finally asked. My throat was dry, a product of this morning’s decadence.
Pry popped off my cock, causing another twitch. He rested on my thigh, blinking up at me with his dark eyes. He didn’t seem in any hurry to move, either. I hadn’t seen him so still before.
“You passed out.”
“Obviously.” I fought rolling my eyes, snagging the water from the bedside and finally dislodging Pry. The Club owner sat up on his knees, stretching high. He too was spent, his dick hanging limply against his leg, and I trampled down the blush that creeped up my cheeks. “Des didn’t stay?”
I didn’t know what we were, but I wouldn’t have been against waking up in both of their arms. It was a strange sensation.
“They had to go.” Pry didn’t sound worried. “It’s just their nature not to hang around long. I’m sure they’ll be back, though.”
At this, Pry’s grin was predatory, and I had the feeling I was in for trouble later when our bodies had fully recovered. “You left quite the impression on them.”
I groaned, and not in a good way. I didn’t know how I felt about leaving ‘impressions’ on Pry’s family was going to help me in the future. Apparently, it led to Envy scowling at me and Des fucking me. At least I had time to work on turning Envy around. The barkeeper was prickly, but hadn’t thrown anything at me like he had at Des. I could only count that as progress.
To think there were still two more siblings to meet.
“Chef let me know Crave will be back tomorrow.” Pry’s voice was strange but it could also be the shirt he pulled over his head. I couldn’t see my clothes and sighed. I would be wearing Pry’s again.
“And Crave is?”
“The second eldest of us. The finance whiz of the family.” There was a heavy dose of sarcasm that I didn’t understand. Some family joke I was missing?
“At least he’ll be able to help me sort out some more of your paperwork. That office is a mess and someone keeps distracting me from my job.” I wanted to sound firm, but it was more whiny. I took another sip of the water, glaring at his knowing grin.
“You’re working too much,” he waved off my concerns, “the breaks are good for you.”
Another sibling and one missing. Envy being a brat and Des disappearing. Not to mention Chef and Ace making sure I was fed and cleaned up after. The whole family was probably going to make me bonkers.
As Pry leant over, kissing the base of my cock and winking at me while he sauntered out of the room, I knew I didn’t mind all that much. Pry’s family might be dysfunctional, but they seemed like good people. Strange and sexy, but good.
I certainly could do worse.
Right?