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.

did she do, go out and slaughter the

Harper's brows shoot up.

is

“You're funny."

my fingers into

Making her laugh.

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

"What are you doing?"

you for

shutting her up with my

winding around my neck as my hands

her leggings and panties pulled down to her ankles and my

my actual

my fingers deep inside of her, curling them

face in minutes, until she falls in a heap on the mattress, breathless and in a daze, her arm thrown

the inside

Twice.

time until she drops her arm

I might be

From too many orgasms."

a way

I can press a

between her

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

"Breakfast is ready!"

Aisha yells.

"Let's feast, motherfuckers!"

This from Blake.

out to brush her

you imagine Aisha asking

Harper wrinkles her nose.

"Juices?"

off the bed and spank her bare ass,

"Come on, baby.

Let's go eat."

you do enough

my girl's face is

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

we'll both smell like your

gross,” she says

Her laughter dies, her

"I do.” Well fuck.

got real serious

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 if he's holding her

he might be,

is puttering around the kitchen like she's

an apron tied

I was going to send Blake up to

eating out Harper not

my arm and

his gaze,

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