LOGINThings moved smoothly but a trifle stiffly after that. The deeply offended manager reappeared, her face stiff, refusing to meet their eyes as she stood, her arms folded across her bosom, staring fixedly at a spot above Bianca’s head as her models swung their hips and paraded various gowns fit for a bride, before the expectant trio.She did not say anything, but her eyes, when she happened to look at them, were highly disapproving.O’Grady glanced at his brother over Bainca’s dark head.“Looks like she took it personally, Saint,” he grunted.St Just, who was toying with Bianca’s small hands, grinned.“Not everyone can be as exciting and appealing as our Pet, Irish.”Bianca kept a studiously blank expression, but the woman’s cold, hostile demeanour was beginning to rub off on her, and she was growing uncomfortable.The morning dragged on for the Masters, who had never experienced going wedding gown shopping before. But with patient expressions, they sat, watching, commenting, trying to
Bianca still worked, doing the accounts for both the Masters. They knew that she had a method of doing the maths which baffled them. But she was able to spot any discrepancies in the numbers very easily. Of course, they made sure she had plenty of exercise and did not remain glued to her laptops as she would otherwise have done, for Bianca Cruz loved number crunching.Of course, the exercise meant doing things in bed with the Masters, but none of them had any complaints!Her sisters, Anna and Beth, had come to visit and stay for a couple of days. While one of them was interested in art and the theatre in particular, the other was content to be a middle school teacher.Bianca was absurdly proud of them and the sisters lounged in bed, chatting till the wee hours of the night. For once, the Master allowed the Pet to sleep alone, well, with her siblings. At one point at night, St Just, who had been sleeping restlessly, came awake. his brother was prowling about in the room.St Just sat up
Jamie was understandably excited, ‘uber excited’ in her words.Her parents were back together.What more could anyone want? She sighed as she spoke to Bianca and added that her Pappa was now devoted to his beloved Woman, so much so that he would not let her out of his sight!They had been poring over the colourful, glossy brochure of the Swiss chalet at the Shangri La that Jamie had brought along. Bianca could not wait to visit and stay.The Pet was sitting up, her feet with the slightly swollen ankles, on a pile of raised cushions which Syl had thoughtfully brought and stacked under her feet. BIanca was now getting on in her pregnancy and felt indescribably hungry at times.And horny.She blinked and looked off into the distance as Jamie rose to gather Cian in her arms and take him to play. Jamie loved little kids and had secretly sworn that she would have ten children at the least.Bianca had rolled her eyes when she heard the fervent declaration “What did Captain Dacvis have to sa
Bianca sat on the comfortable couch, her feet up. Now that the baby was growing, she had begun to feel tired more often. Which was why having Siobhan to do a lot of the running around, make the phone calls and stuff like that, as Roxanne put it, had made things seem so much better.She sighed and looked at the redhaired girl who was on the phone. Siobhan was a person who, despite being so young, knew when to push people and when to take a step back.Bianca’s eyes wandered to the window. In the distance, she could see the sea. The tangy, salty smell of the waters wafted up through the open windows. She sighed and Siobhan immediately spun around, anxious.“Shall I get you something to drink?” she asked, her wide green eyes showing her tension.Bianca dimpled and shook her head.Sighing, she went on looking outside.*The previous night, her Masters had lain on either side of her, O’Grady stroking her belly as they made plans.“We’re planning to have the wedding at the Swiss chalet at th
Her Masters looked at each other and began to chuckle. Their Pet was one of a kind. And were they glad about that!Lowering Bianca back on the bed, her Masters joined her, each taking a nipple in their warm mouths as she moaned and thrashed, her legs splayed to give them all the access they needed.O’Grady raised himself on an elbow, his hand stroking her gently as he asked, in a low growl,“Is it to much for you, lassie? Do you want us to stop?”For an answer, Bianca grabbed his wrist and placed it squarely on her mound with the tightly curled hair, encouraging him to slip his fingers into her warm opening, which was leaking wetness.Turning to him, eyes heavy with desire, she panted,“Just do what you want, Master O’Grady.” She moaned as the Irishman prepared to thrust into her, St Just’s long fingers teasing her clit.“Time to take her back entrance, Irish,” grunted St just, his blonde hair falling onto his forehead, face flushed with lust as he looked at the form of their Pet, mo
Her Masters looked at each other and began to chuckle. Their Pet was one of a kind. And were they glad about that!Lowering Bianca back on the bed, her Masters joined her, each taking a nipple in their warm mouths as she moaned and thrashed, her legs splayed to give them all the access they needed.O’Grady raised himself on an elbow, his hand stroking her gently as he asked, in a low growl,“Is it to much for you, lassie? Do you want us to stop?”For an answer, Bianca grabbed his wrist and placed it squarely on her mound with the tightly curled hair, encouraging him to slip his fingers into her warm opening, which was leaking wetness.Turning to him, eyes heavy with desire, she panted,“Just do what you want, Master O’Grady.” She moaned as the Irishman prepared to thrust into her, St Just’s long fingers teasing her clit.“Time to take her back entrance, Irish,” grunted St just, his blonde hair falling onto his forehead, face flushed with lust as he looked at the form of their Pet, mo







