Room One Hundred and Eleven: Bred By Billionaires - A Spicy MMMF Why Choose Romance by Loryn Fox

Author:Loryn Fox [Fox, Loryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-11-11T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

Aiden

“You ever getting up?” Knox wonders from where he leans his hip against the dresser.

“Not until she does.” I nuzzle Poppy’s thick hair and snuggle closer, if that’s possible.

I’m stealing every cuddle possible before this is over. Usually I find myself sandwiched between Carter and Knox, which is great. All that hard, hot muscle.

But our beauty is soft and extra huggable.

She’s been out cold for nearly eleven hours.

This time, our quiet conversation seems to rouse her.

With a sigh, she buries her face in the crook of my neck and makes a snuffle of protest as she fights waking up.

Knox joins us, sitting at the edge of the mattress on her opposite side. Carter is in the other room with his laptop, taking over the world by buying and selling companies.

You know, whatever it is he does for fun.

When Knox strokes Poppy’s hair, she stirs a bit.

I’m sure she’s awake for real when all of the relaxation flees her body and she goes ramrod straight, ripping from my hold.

It was nice while it lasted.

“You’re okay, Poppy,” I croon in her ear softly, helping her remember. “It’s me, Aiden. We brought you back to your room after…making love…with you at Club Sin last night.”

Knox raises a brow at me.

What does he think it is we did with her?

Sure, we fucked her. Drenched her.

But nothing about it felt detached or purely physical.

Rather than argue, he raises his voice and calls over his shoulder, “Carter, you can have food brought in. Beauty’s up.”

“On it,” he responds before strolling into the room while tapping out a text to the executive concierge. They have our favorites on file, I’m sure.

“What time is it? Heck, what day is it?” Poppy scrubs her fists over her eyes. “Where am I again?”

I’d like to be pleased that we screwed her so senseless, yet something feels off. Even after what we shared, she shouldn’t be this out of it.

Carter must be thinking the same thing, as usual. He focuses his attention on her and frowns at her disheveled confusion. “Poppy, how much do you usually sleep?”

“Why?” She pulls away, instantly defensive.

That’s not going to make Carter let it go.

Like a dog on a scent, he tracks down the problem. “Because I’m concerned about you, and I’d like to know if your reaction to what we did last night is normal for you.”

She tips her head and blinks up at him, still without answering him directly. “I’m fine.”

“You’re not used to anyone looking after you, are you?” I draw her back to me and rock her gently.

“I fend for myself.” That’s answer enough.

Why is she on her own? How can I show her that she doesn’t have to be—if she doesn’t want to be—when there’s no way Carter is going to let me keep her? Maybe not Knox either. He’s all about spontaneity, not really anything serious, except for with me and Carter.

Carter leans in, his forearm pressing my cheek as he reaches across to rub his thumb beneath her eyes.

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