Chapter 57

“Ah.” Jaxon moaned softly, his head thrown back as he held tightly to Leon who grinded subtly down on him.

Jaxon was propped up on the kitchen counter, Leon standing in front of him and gently nibbling on his still sore bite mark.

“I don’t remember asking either of you to help me cook.” Darian said in a blank tone, watching them with dissatisfaction.

He was wearing an apron and brandishing a spoon, in charge of preparing brunch.

They could have gotten something from the kitchen or from the Luna who would be more than happy to cook up something for them but Darian had insisted on cooking.

“But I like watching you cook.” Jaxon barely managed to say, Leon nibbling on his collar bones.

“And unless you want to eat burnt food, you’ll take that somewhere else.” He stated stiffly.

“With pleasure.” Leon butted in, sweeping Jaxon off the counter without giving him a chance to speak.