You’re Mine by Penny Brooks

Chapter 99

Easton

I wake up to gentle fingers touching my face and crack my eyes open to find Harper fully dressed and standing beside the bed, smiling down at me.

"I have good news and bad news."

"What's the good news?"

I ask warily.

"Sadie didn't commit murder last night."

"And what's the bad news?"

"Aisha is still alive, and she's currently in the kitchen making breakfast for everyone.” She wrinkles her nose.

“Do you think she's going to poison us?” "Probably."

I reach out and take her hand.

"Come back to bed."

"I need to go watch over Sadie before she gives in to her urges and tries to kill Aisha."

She tries to pull out of my grip but I just squeeze tighter.

"Easton, come on.

Let me go.” "No."

I pull her much like she did to me last night and she falls onto the bed, sprawled across me.

"I want you for breakfast.

Nothing else."

Her face is in mine, a big smile on it.

“But she said she's making your favorite.

French toast.” I'm not about to admit French toast is my actual favorite breakfast food.

How the fuck does Aisha know that? "I hate French toast.

I prefer waffles."

"Uh huh."

Harper's voice is full of doubt.

"And bacon."

"Oh, she's making that too.

She says she's been up since six, preparing our meal.

That was over two hours ago.

she do, go out and slaughter

Harper's brows shoot up.

girlfriend is a

“You're funny."

into

Making her laugh.

out of my grip, but I take her with me as I roll over, so she’s pinned beneath my

"What are you doing?"

have you for

her, shutting her

neck as my hands shove her T-shirt up, my fingers trailing over her

know, I've got her leggings and panties pulled down to her ankles and my mouth on

on her as if she’s my actual breakfast,

her, curling them

minutes, until she falls in a heap on

inside

Twice.

until she drops her arm

be

From too many orgasms."

a way to

I can press a kiss to her

spot between

until her upper body is covered and just as I'm about to lean in and kiss her on the

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

out to brush her fingers against

there looking like this? Can you imagine Aisha asking me what's on my face and I tell her your pussy juices?” I

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

climb off the bed and spank her

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

do enough of that

my girl's face

bed and lean down to kiss her, just before I rub my face

we'll both smell like your

she says on a

dies, her eyes glowing as she stares at

"I do.” Well fuck.

real serious

up, we head to the kitchen, where Sadie appears to be mainlining coffee and Ryan sits next to her at the kitchen counter, his hand on her arm as

he might be, I

around the kitchen like she's fucking

an apron

going to send

I was eating out Harper not

my arm and glares at

averts his gaze,

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