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.

out and slaughter

Harper's brows shoot up.

girlfriend is

“You're funny."

my fingers into her

Making her laugh.

her with me as I roll over, so she’s

"What are you doing?"

have you for

shutting her up with my

arms winding around my neck as my hands shove her T-shirt

pulled down to her

she’s my actual breakfast, sucking her

them to nudge

a heap on the mattress, breathless and in a

inside of her

Twice.

her the entire time until she drops her arm and looks

be the

From too many orgasms."

a way

so I can press a kiss to

spot between

I gently pull the fabric down until her upper body is covered and just as I'm about to lean in

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

Harper reaching out to brush her

asking me what's on my

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

I climb off the bed and spank

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

enough of

smirk on my

and lean down to kiss her, just before I rub my face all over hers, making

we'll both smell like

gross,” she says on

love it.” Her laughter dies, her eyes glowing as she stares at

"I do.” Well fuck.

real serious

to be mainlining coffee and Ryan sits next to her

might be, I

puttering around the kitchen like she's fucking Betty

apron tied around her

going to send Blake up to

eating out Harper not

slaps my arm and glares

his gaze,

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