Who’s Your Daddy (Secret santa daddy, season four)

Chapter 16

Enzo

“I have the best toys, Daddy.” Nuzzling up against me in the shower, Terrence gave a smiley sigh, still at least half out of it. “But you have the strangest relatives. Do they think the doorbell is broken?”

Before I could answer, he kept rambling. “Mine was broken for a while and it drove the delivery people nuts. I had to get it fixed. The pizza place said if I didn’t, they’d stop delivering to me.”

I managed not to laugh but he made it so fucking difficult.

“Well, I’ll handle that next time.” There would be a next time. Primarily because I seemed to have been the only contractor he’d ever hired who’d actually done the job they were supposed to. “I’m helpful with a house, but all I can do for stupid relatives is batten down the hatches and ignore them.”

He giggled as the doorbell rang again. “Leander would’ve opened the door by now.”

I wasn’t that delusional.

“We’re not living in a fantasy land, so we’re going to ignore it until it’s time to go over for dinner. I’d rather be hanging out with you all night and playing anyway, so I don’t have to be polite.” I’d be vaguely accommodating and that was about it. “So what are we going to do about the doorbell?”

And the way someone had tried to pick my lock?

“Nothing. We don’t hear it.” His confident tone lasted about a split second before he giggled again. “And if they’re naughty, we play the Home Alone man again.”

He was much more devious than I was…and his brain worked really fast…or maybe it just multitasked incredibly well?

“You’re really smart.” The subtle threat that we’d go all Home Alone on their asses had the lockpicker backing off with a curse.

I was pretty sure it was one of the youngest cousins because he was easily bribed with alcohol, but it could’ve been any one of them, honestly.

“I can make lists too, Daddy.” He shrugged, sounding very pleased with himself. “I just do fun lists.”

I loved the way his brain worked.

He couldn’t feed himself healthy things on a regular basis or even change the air filters in his house, but he could threaten my family and protect the castle.

He was amazing.

And hopefully not about to be eaten by my aunts.

“You are wonderful at making fun lists.” Kissing his wet head, I turned him around in the shower. “Alright, time to rinse.”

Or he’d talk me into giving him another orgasm.

He’d been not-so-subtly wiggling against me and he was making it hard to ignore my own erection. My plan had been to leave it alone for the time being so I could take my time with him later, but Terrence seemed to have other plans.

He let me move him around but he backed his bottom up against me and giggled as he used his ass cheeks to play with my dick. “Daddy needs to get me all dirty again.”

Trying not to laugh, I kissed his neck. “Is that right?”

Nodding and giggling, he rocked back and forth to slip my dick between his cheeks and down between his legs. “Daddy can’t be stressed when he talks to the crazy people. Oops. Don’t tell Leander.”

His wicked snickers had me shaking my head. “Never. I won’t tattle on my naughty boy, but I will get him all dirty.”

Since that seemed to be what my little cutie wanted.

His pleased with himself sigh almost made me laugh, but what made it perfect was his cute whispers to himself. “ Leander isn’t always right .”

And he loved that.

Their constant politely worded battles about who was the most right were one of the funniest things I’d ever heard.

Deciding he’d won made Terrence even more cheerfully naughty and he went back to rocking back and forth so I was fucking my dick between his legs. “I’m a good boy and Daddy makes good games.”

He’d liked being my needy omega.

And I liked how loud he and Leander talked on the phone…and all the dirty books Leander seemed to read.

Orlando had needed to google what an omega was, but curiously enough, Carlo and Sergio hadn’t needed to.

They’d just grinned.

Growling low as I nibbled on his neck, I shook my head. “No, your alpha likes to make his naughty omega beg and come.”

Moaning, Terrence shivered and started rocking faster. “I…I was a good omega, Alpha.”

“You were.” And he’d thoroughly enjoyed the game. “You begged for my knot and you got so wet for me. Your slick was running down your thighs you were so needy.”

Well, the lube had gotten a bit messy, so it counted.

My naughty boy’s entire body clenched as I started to fuck him faster. “You were so slick and you begged for your alpha like the sweetest little slut.”

He was definitely going to come again.

Giving in to what he clearly wanted, I ran my still soap-slicked hand down his chest and wrapped his around his cock. It gave me the leverage to fuck him harder and it gave him all the pleasure he’d been begging for.

As he moaned, little shivers raced through my naughty omega as he wrapped the fantasy around us. “Please, Alpha. Please. You’ve got to. I need.”

Shifting my stance, I fucked him harder and the head of my dick hit the back of his balls. It was like watching lightning strike. Between the painful pleasure and me tightening my hand, he went off like a rocket.

Clearly, ignoring his erection was not the way to handle it going forward.

Somehow that just seemed to make him needier and pushed him closer to the edge. But no matter how quickly he’d come, his wiggling had been edging me since I’d started spanking him, so it wasn’t difficult for him to drag me over with him.

When he was dirty, just like he’d giggled about, and we were both nearly boneless, I kissed his head again. “You’ve got really good toys.”

His giggle was slightly more grown-up than it had been before. “You’ve got a good imagination.”

I almost laughed when he paused and sighed. “You heard us on the phone. For Pete’s sake. Whoever he is.”

Shrugging, I gave him another kiss and reached for the bodywash again. “You thought the alpha and omega stuff was fun and you even said you were frustrated that Doms and just tops in general didn’t want to play with ‘the good toys’ as you put it.”

I’d never seen something like that until I’d fallen down the weird rabbit hole of trying to identify all the fun things in his box, but it hadn’t been hard to work out.

“I can’t decide if I can tell Leander or not. I don’t think I’m supposed to overshare because you’re important to me, Daddy, but on the other hand, that toy is much better when someone else is using it. Leander needs to know that.”

His logic was amazing as always, but he was missing the point.

“You have to tell him because he needs to know I’m the best alpha you’ve ever met.” Duh. “That’s very important.”

He was back to snickering as I reached down between us to wash his ass and his thighs again, but there were definitely a few moans mixed in there. “So…so I’m allowed to brag about my alpha?”

“Absolutely.” This way he wouldn’t feel guilty when he overshared with Leander…because he’d overshare with Leander whether he meant to or not. “I’m the best and he should know the kind of alpha he can find if he’s a good omega.”

Oh yeah, that was a conversation I wanted to listen in on.

Terrence was still giggling as I turned him around again, this time actually making it through getting the soap off him without getting distracted. “He’s…he’s going to be so frustrated.”

And my naughty boy was going to love every second of it.

They were really more like cousins than simply friends…so I could only hope it’d prepared my cutie for the incoming wave of crazy.

“You know, Daddy, if they break your doorbell, you need to invoice them for the time you’re going to spend to fix it.” Kissing my cheek, he barely blinked as the stupid thing went off again. “I never thought I’d be able to ignore that sound enough to come, but I really am amazing.”

And incredibly distractible when he was horny.

“You are.” He was also wonderfully cheerful and I hoped that stuck around too. “And you’re cute too.”

Giving him a quick peck got another grin from him but he quickly tried to frown at me and shake his head. “Don’t make me hard again.”

“That shouldn’t be possible.” I rolled my eyes as he shrugged. “You have the recovery time of me when I was about thirteen.”

“It likes to play games too.” Snickering, he wiggled his hips to make his dick dance. “It would be rude to tell him no.”

“Come on.” If we kept talking about his cock, it would want to keeping playing. “You’re going to distract us again.”

Trying to look wide-eyed and innocent, he did a who me expression. “I just have to take care of my Daddy.”

Bullshit.

“You just like playing and orgasming.” It seemed to be his favorite hobby and it was definitely his favorite way to relax.

He couldn’t deny that either because he giggled and shrugged again. “It’s fun.”

“Agreed.” But we had to go get tortured before we could have more fun. “Alright. All set.”

Turning off the water before he could smile at me again and tempt me, I pushed the door open and grabbed his towel. “Any desserts we should avoid to keep you big?”

Scrunching up his face, Terrence shrugged. “I don’t think so? I don’t remember big me getting distracted with regular desserts in restaurants. I liked the ice cream with sprinkles that I had at your cousin’s restaurant, but I’d already noodled myself, so I don’t think the ice cream made it worse.”

“The ice cream just made you more delightful.” Giving him another peck as I wrapped his towel around him, I gave him a good glare. “Be nice to my cutie.”

Pressing his lips together so he didn’t smile, Terrence nodded. “Yes, Daddy. I’ll be a nice boy to him.”

“Thank you.” He might not be completely little at the moment, but he was nowhere near his biggest. “I appreciate your help in making my boy feel confident and happy.”

He barely caught himself before he rolled his eyes. Once he realized what he’d almost done, he smiled wider and stood straighter. “He’s very important to you, so I’ll be nice.”

“Good save.” I got to roll my eyes because I was Daddy. “Let’s get you dressed.”

“Yes, because if they actually break in, I want to have clothes on.” He said it so seriously as he bounced into the bedroom, I couldn’t decide if he was being cheeky or not.

Probably not based on the first impression my family was making.

“I think that’s a good plan. They’re very excited to meet you.” It seemed obvious to me, but Terrence cocked his head and frowned as he stopped by the bed with a little hop like he was pretending to be some kind of soldier.

Studying me with his thinking face, he looked a bit as if he was analyzing the topic like it was work related. “Why?”

“Why are they interested in meeting you?” I wasn’t sure I understood the question even after he nodded. “Um, well.”

Everything I was coming up with sounded stupid.

With anyone else I’d have tried to play it off but Terrence wouldn’t have asked if he understood what was going on. “At the risk of sounding sappy, I’m pretty sure the guys have told everyone in the family that I’m seeing this relationship from a very serious perspective.”

That sounded more mature than saying I was head over heels for him, right?

“Oh.” That was all he gave me for several long moments before he nodded. “Okay.”

For fuck’s sake.

“Nope.” I gave him another peck, trying not to seem too serious. “I need more.”

“Daddies always need more.” Sighing, he shook his head. “I should’ve remembered that.”

It seemed to be a flaw he could accept even if he didn’t understand it, so I shrugged. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” Still taking the whole conversation seriously, Terrence gave me his thinking face as I finished drying him off and reached for the underwear I’d picked out for him. “First of all, I was thinking that I liked you seeing us in a serious way.”

That was a good thing.

“Then I kind of made my brain stop thinking because it was in danger of overthinking.” Admitting that without hesitation, he sighed. “This didn’t seem like the time to do that.”

“Well, sometimes we won’t have time for overthinking and long conversations, but right now my family is in desperate need of a time-out, so I’m not rushing for them.” I wasn’t surprised when he immediately agreed with me.

“If I did that, you and Leander both would give me a stern talking-to and someone would punish me.” He sounded exasperated as he said it, but he was right, so I just nodded. “Okay, then little overthinking not big overthinking. You’re right. We shouldn’t reward them for bad behavior. They’ll never learn lessons if they get rewarded for being naughty.”

“Would I be a bad Daddy if I admitted that I’m not very good at that?” I was actually relieved when he shook his head.

“They’re family and everyone says to respect the grown-ups.” He clearly thought that was stupid, but he avoided saying that. “But you have me and I’ll help.”

Giving me a kiss, he looked like he was a little pretending to be a big. It was adorable and would hopefully pass for a full grown-up when he was using it to deal with my family. “Thank you for helping. I appreciate it.”

There was no point in trying to pretend I didn’t need it…one of my fucking relatives had tried to pick the lock on my back door.

Fucking nosy drama queen.

“Now, back to your overthinking.” I was prepared for anything, but he just smiled and kissed my cheek. “What?”

“You’re so cute.” Bouncing up on his toes, he wiggled. “I’m all done overthinking. You need me and I’m going to take care of you. So you’re right—we’re big serious.”

“We are.” Kissing his nose, I picked up his shirt. “So let’s get dressed and then we’ll go make my family behave.”

“We can do it.” Terrence had more faith than I did, but he worked with the idiots in Washington, so he’d probably had more practice with dealing with morons than I did.

I only worked for the public.