“Will you teach me how to knit?” Josie asked. Her fingers traced along my hands, her touch making blood rush to my cock.
She had been complete, adorable chaos when we got home—giggling as she ate cake and ran around the house and tried to push us into the pool. She’d finally settled down and was now in a very snuggly mood. Not that I was fucking complaining. Seeing her so happy eased some of the panic I’d felt seeing her in pain from the injection, but I kept touching her to reassure me she was okay.
I knew my brothers felt the same. We were all in the den, pressed as close to her as possible. Ben dozed off on her other side, and Theo sat on the floor, Josie’s legs draped across his shoulders as he massaged her feet.
“Of course,” I said gruffly, shifting to hide my erection.
I got her a set of needles and a ball of soft pink yarn, showing her how to cast on. She bit her lip in determination and it was so fucking cute I couldn’t help but pull her in for a kiss. She beamed at me, leaning into my side. After a while, I looked over to see how she was doing and saw several inches of perfectly formed rows.
“What?” I sputtered, grasping her knitting. “How did you do this?”
Josie looked up at me, surprised. “I just followed your instructions.”
Theo turned around, peering at Josie’s work. “Damn, angel. That’s prettier than anything Cam has ever made.” He glanced at me with a shit-eating grin and I had to resist the urge to smack him on the head.
“Cam’s knitting is great,” Josie said, a smile playing on her lips.
Ben snorted, apparently awakened from his nap. He stretched with a groan.
“I’m starving,” he said, patting his stomach. “I could make us some pasta?”
“Mmm, yes, please,” Josie said, kissing him on the cheek.
Ben went to prepare dinner and Josie focused on her knitting while I flipped through the TV channels, careful to avoid the news. The government was being suspiciously quiet, and I was bracing myself to see what shit they were going to pull next. I held Josie tighter, desperately hoping the serum would work and provide her some protection.
And allow us to bond.
I’d been so focused on making sure Josie was alright when she got the serum that I hadn’t let myself think of after. But if this worked, we could bond her. I held in my groan as I thought of how she would look with my bite on her. Would I want it on her neck or somewhere else?
“Oh, that one,” Josie said, nudging me. I stopped scrolling at what looked like some British TV show and turned up the volume.
“This is a good show,” Theo mused. “I think it’s even better than the book.”
“What? How can you say that?” Josie asked, peering down at him. “That’s such a bad take.”
“The book is so slow,” Theo responded, shifting so he was kneeling on the floor facing Josie. “The show has stronger pacing and dialogue.”
“I can’t believe what I’m hearing!” Josie exclaimed. She looked at me with an outraged expression.
“Shocking,” I said, playing with her hair.
She turned back to Theo with a huff. “Don’t know if I can trust you when you have such terrible opinions.”
Theo ran his hands up Josie’s thighs, squeezing hard. I groaned as she perfumed.
“Is this some sort of nerdy foreplay?” Ben asked, eyes twinkling from where he leaned against the door frame. “Because if it is, I’m here for it.”
“Terrible book opinions are not foreplay,” Josie said, half-heartedly pushing Theo away from her.
Instead of moving away, he shifted closer, caging her in on the couch with his arms.
“Then why are you so turned on, love?” he asked, nipping at her lower lip.
My cock was rock hard as I watched the two of them. It had been too long since we’d taken her together, and now I couldn’t think about anything else.
“As much as I’m into this, dinner is ready,” Ben said.
“To be continued,” Theo said, not taking his eyes off Josie as he stood and pulled her off the couch, giving her ass cheek a tight squeeze. She let out a little gasp that made my cock twitch.
Josie glanced over her shoulder at me as we walked into the kitchen and winked, and I knew we were all in agreement on where this evening was going.
