Up for Heir - Stella Starling Page 0,101

asked for, always.

And doing his duty? As he’d recently come to realize, there were definite benefits.

He pressed another kiss against the top of Eddie’s head, his chest swelling with the same overabundance of happiness that he’d felt ever since Eddie had said yes and accepted his ring, and that feeling only got bigger when Eddie lifted his head off Leo’s chest and blinked up at him with a sleepy smile.

“You’re allowed to… to do what?” he asked around an aborted yawn, definitely not sounding fully awake yet.

Leo smiled, slow and—as he squeezed Eddie’s perfect little ass again—definitely a little bit dirty. “Good morning, love.”

Eddie’s eyes immediately widened, a lovely flush starting to color his cheeks as his body responded with a good morning of its own.

“And I was just saying that, unlike the little pest,” Leo murmured, “I’m allowed to wake you.”

He tightened the arm around Eddie, rolling them both to get Eddie into a more mutually-satisfactory position. Namely, laid out on top of Leo with their cocks in perfect alignment.

“Oh,” Eddie breathed out, followed by the most delicious sound imaginable. He rocked against Leo, his head falling forward and his hips thrusting down, and yes… this. This was how Leo wanted to wake up, every single day of the rest of forever.

Treble narrowed her eyes in irritation, stalking to the edge of the bed in protest and then leaping off, and Eddie’s head popped up, an adorable blush staining his cheeks. “Oh Lord. Was she… was she watching us, Leo?”

“No,” Leo said promptly, grinning so wide that his cheeks hurt.

Eddie giggled. “Liar.”

The laughter sent delicious vibrations through Eddie’s slight body, and Leo’s cock pulsed in response, his lips curving up again when Eddie’s giggles tapered off into another one of those surprised-sounding, soft little “ohs.”

“Awake yet, darling?” Leo asked, moving his hands to Eddie’s hips and starting to guide him in a lazy, undulating roll that would eventually require lube but that, for now, was definitely worth waking up for.

“Not… not yet,” Eddie said a little breathlessly. “You’re, um, you’re going to have to t-t-try a little… harder.”

Eddie giggled, then immediately bit his lip. And the irresistible blush that bloomed with his innuendo? It was going to be the death of Leo… specifically, la petite mort.

He grinned, sliding their cocks together again… then doing it again, but with a little more force, when Eddie gasped and clutched him closer.

“Hard enough, love?” Leo asked with a wink, his voice still rumbly from sleep himself. “…or should I keep ‘trying’?”

“Yes, please,” Eddie answered immediately, in a panting little whisper that made Leo’s blood surge.

Eddie’s pretty hazel eyes—already a little sleep-blurry to start with—were starting to take on the sex-dazed look that always gave Leo such a primitive, possessive sort of satisfaction, and suddenly, the prospect of lazy, loving morning sex was eclipsed by the need for something more urgent.

“Anything,” Leo promised, wrapping one arm around Eddie’s waist and flipping them neatly, so that he had Eddie pinned underneath him and could reach the lube they’d left next to the bed the night before. He opened the bottle with a low snick, and—

“Oh Lord,” Eddie said, giggling again as his face turned Leo’s favorite shade of pink. “Th-Th-That might become a problem.”

Leo paused, looking down at him. It certainly didn’t feel like they had a problem, not with the way Eddie’s hands were still roaming over Leo’s ass and all the distractingly erotic squirming he was doing. But…

He cleared his throat. “What, darling?”

Eddie bit his lip, eyes darting to the lube Leo was holding. “Blueberries,” he said in a conspiratorial whisper, those gorgeous eyes twinkling. “If I start getting horny every time I s-s-smell them…”

Leo grinned. “So you’re saying that the scent of blueberries have become a bit of an aphrodisiac?” he teased when Eddie’s voice trailed off, squirting some of the slick gel out and filling the room with the strong scent that… oh. Okay. Apparently, it had become a bit of a trigger for Leo, too.

It made him want to bury himself inside Eddie’s ass again.

Fold him in half and pound into the perfect, tight heat of his body.

Lose himself in the gorgeous whimpering gasps and deliciously needy moans that Eddie always gave him when Leo pushed himself in to the hilt… ground against Eddie’s prostate until he sobbed… wrapped a hand around Eddie’s leaking cock and told him it was time to come.

And yes, that could be a problem, especially during state dinners. It definitely wasn’t a problem right