Chapter 1
“Happy Birthday, little bird.” Nathan whispers in his ear and Lajardis echoes in her soft rumble.
“It’s not really my birthday.” Not that Harold is refusing his lover’s kisses and caresses.
“Of course it isn’t.” Nathan smiles as he pushes the hem of Harold’s tee shirt up. “Why would you ever use your real birthday?” He gives Harold’s nipple a friendly lick. “You know what this mean?”
“Oh,” Harold gasps happily and pulls Nathan closer, tugging at his lover’s clothing. He is vaguely aware of Athenea and Lajardis cuddling closer to them on the big bed. “What does it mean?”
“We’re just going to have to celebrate like this every morning to make sure.” Nathan is tugging Harold’s pajama pants down. Harold, Athenea and Lajardis all laugh.
“I have no problems with that.”