Chapter 136 Training the Body, Testing the Limits
POV Maya:
Fresh from a shower, finally feeling like myself again, I head downstairs expecting to find the Moretti brothers in the kitchen. After all, this is the time they’re used to waking up to have breakfast and go take care of their duties on the farm. As soon as I step through the doorway, five pairs of eyes lock onto me. I feel embarrassed for having been out of orbit for hours, but I won’t show it.
“Good morning,” I greet them, and they return the greeting with simple nods. “Is there strawberry juice?” I ask, sitting down and bending to pick Louis up into my arms.
“Yes, I’ll get it for you,” Sebastian offers, and I wink at him, making him clear his throat in an adorable way.
“How’s mommy’s baby?” I ask, and all Louis does is huff, refusing to look at me. “Louis Vuitton George, don’t snub the mommy who loves you,” I say, and he huffs again. I set him down, and he heads straight toward Dominic. “Are you serious right now?”
“Lou, do you need to pee?” Before I can stop myself, I burst out laughing.
“Pee? I never imagined that word coming out of your mouth,” I say, and he scowls at me. “Don’t make that tough-guy face—I like it.”
Sebastian sets the glass of strawberry juice in front of me, and before he can step away, I stand up and plant a kiss on his lips in thanks.
“Thank you, Sebastian.” I give him another quick peck; I like seeing his cheeks turn rosy. “Well, boys…” Boys? Never. “Well, cowboys, I’m going to start waking up early with you every single day.”
Adrian is the first to frown; he knows I hate waking up early.
“Really? And what miracle is going to make that happen?” Luca asks, and I sigh theatrically.
“I need to work out, build up my stamina. I’ve been feeling very tired—I think I’m getting out of shape,” I lie, not wanting them to understand the real reason behind my morning exercises.
“Out of shape? Have you looked at yourself in the mirror?” Mikhail asks, and I smile at his flirtation.
“My brother, when she says out of shape, she means she couldn’t handle being fucked by me and needs to build stamina if she wants to take your cocks the way she tried to take mine.”
Tried?
I stare at Luca, shocked, and the bastard winks at me. His brothers look at me, and I feel my face heat up. What the fuck. I lift my chin—there’s no reason for me to deny it. None at all. I’m not a coward. It’s actually better to have this conversation and put all the cards on the table.
“Luca is right. That’s the reason. If I want to take all of you, I need more stamina,” I declare, and they fall silent. Oh no, not this shit again. “So, does everyone agree that I need to exercise? Or do you have a better idea for how I can build my endurance?” I lock eyes with each one of them.
“There are countless things we can do to help you build stamina, but let’s start with your exercises. That way, it’ll help you not pass out after coming for the second time.”
The provocation in Luca’s voice doesn’t go unnoticed, but I don’t mind—because it means they still want to continue what we’re having. And that’s incredible, because without realizing it, they’re opening up to me more and more, and my chances increase greatly.
“Then let’s eat, because I need to start my training,” I say with a smile, attacking the pancakes.
“So I hold the reins and pull them back? Is that enough to make him stop?” I ask Sebastian, my heart racing. “He’ll obey me, right?”
“Yes, there’s no reason to be nervous. Animals can feel when we’re not well, so stay calm. Don’t let Salazar know you’re scared to death.”
“I’m not scared to death,” I insist.
“Uh-huh, sure,” Sebastian jokes, making me smile.
I like his sweet way and how everything feels lighter when he’s around.
“I’ll be calmer if I get a kiss from someone,” I say shamelessly, and in the very next second Sebastian looks at me wide-eyed. “With tongue. A kiss with lots of tongue.”
“Hmm…” His eyes waver as he looks at me. Is it even possible for him to be more irresistible? “You want me to kiss you?”
Oh, I’m going to corrupt this sweet man.
“Unless you want to do something else,” I say, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively.
Sebastian takes a step closer, and I stay quiet, waiting to see what he’ll do. His eyes ask for permission he doesn’t even need—I want his kiss. His hand gently touches my cheek, and before I can react, he holds the back of my neck, pulling my face closer to his.
“You want me to kiss you?” he asks, and I smile, nodding my head up and down. “Use your words, little pepper. You’re good with them.”
Oh, shit. I’m fucked with him.
“I want you to kiss me,” I say, and Sebastian’s eyes linger on mine for a few seconds before drifting to my mouth. I stick out my tongue and wet my lips.
“You look nervous,” he says, and I scold myself because he’s right—the way he speaks affects me far too much. “I’m going to kiss you now. If you want me to stop, just tell me and I will.”
I nod and close my eyes as soon as his mouth covers mine. His lips taste sweet, making me want to deepen the kiss, but I don’t. I let Sebastian take the lead and do it however he prefers. His lips are soft against mine. He parts them and slowly touches my tongue with his, and I place a hand on his face, surrendering to the sweetest, most affectionate kiss I’ve ever received. When Sebastian pulls away, I’m wearing the biggest smile.
“Thank you. Now I’m ready for my lesson,” I say, and he helps me mount Salazar.
I don’t know how I’ll manage five men, but I’m committed to giving the best of myself to each and every one of them.