Page 1 of Little Bite of Bliss

THE BARISTA

I took Lucy’s cock all the way to the back of my throat right as I heard the most irritating sound in the entire world.

The sound of the front door to our house creaking open and slamming shut.

You’ve got to be kidding me.

Trixie's head whipped up and she muttered a curse. Currently, she was straddling Lucy’s face, her cheeks scarlet, and now her brows were drawn together in a scowl. “I swear to the gods, no one was supposed to be dropping by.”

I pulled my mouth off Lucy’s cock with a growl. “I’m absolutely certain we made sure we had time⁠—”

“Papa?”

The three of us groaned and I covered my eyes for a moment. That was definitely Bell’s voice.

“Am I allowed to smite our children?” Lucy asked.

“No,” Trixie hissed, slapping his chest playfully. Her gaze narrowed on me, and she didn’t even have to say anything. I was already getting up.

“You know, every day I’m fucking grateful we have magical wards around our bedroom,” I grumbled.

Trixie slid off Lucy’s face and they both looked at me. Well, they looked at my cock.

The corner of her mouth tugged. “What are you gonna do about that, huh?”

“Fuck you with it when I return.”

I heard a knock on our bedroom door and now all three of us felt like we were about to faint.

“Do not come in here!” I called.

“I wouldn’t dream of it. There’s a monster that needs you,” Bell said through the door.

Lucy scoffed. “Well, send them away!”

“I’ve tried. She’s rather demanding.”

“Tell her to come back another time,” Trixie said, activating the Mom voice that often put everyone in line.

We all heard Bell’s sigh. “Listen, I’m telling you, I tried. The sphinx is insistent. Do you think I would be knocking on your bedroom door otherwise? I know what you do back here.”

I already knew the sphinx he was talking about and I had a feeling the insistence was Bell being weak to her charms, but . . . Understandable.

Still, all of us glared at the door. “I don’t like your tone,” Lucy yelled.

“I don’t like anything about this,” Bell rebutted. “It smells like sex in the house. My parents are sl . . .”

His voice was muffled, but I swore I heard him say sluts.

Lucy hissed and started to get up but I held up my hand. “Nope. I got this.”

I pulled on my jeans, tucked my cock against my waistband, snapped my fingers, and appeared on the other side of the door. Bell immediately stepped back, his eyes going wide.

“First of all, if you’re calling your parents sluts, I hope you certainly do not mean anyone other than your father,” I said seriously.

“Hey!” Lucy quipped, his voice muffled.

Bell groaned and covered his eyes. “Okay. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. Also sorry for myself that I interrupted whatever hellish things are happening in there.” He crossed his arms, a grimace creasing his forehead. “I do not want to be here right now but the sphinx is very demanding, and I am but a man. I cannot tell a lady in need no.”