DISCIPLINE✔ (DSD SERIES, BOOK THREE)

Up The Mountain

"Good morning sunshine," my aunt calls out to me as I walk into the kitchen at noon, looking for something to eat.

"Morning," I grumble out, moving towards the coffee machine.

I fell asleep about 6 a.m. this morning after Dylan took my body to another earth-quaking orgasm with his fingers. When I woke up, I was in the guest room, my body wrapped in the sheets and my underwear and shirt missing.

Typical Dylan...

To say I'm tired is an understatement. Right now I'm running on 30% or less but I won't complain. Thinking back to last night I'd do it again and again, even if the outcome is being this tired.

I make myself a steaming cup of coffee before moving towards the breakfast bar where my aunt sits with a broad grin on her face.

"Why are smiling at me like that?" I ask taking a seat, sipping up the caffeine.

"Oh nothing," she grins before moving towards the microwave to pull out a plate with eggs, sausage and pancakes.

She hands it to me and I thank her profoundly, taking a bite of the sausage. Food... I mentally moan.

"So, this morning I was going through the security feed to see what's been happening around here and manually delete a few clips," my aunt says leaning on the counter. "Imagine my surprise when my camera picks up two horny adults, dabbling in the acts cullinigus and felliato in my living room..."

I choke on the sausage, going into a coughing fit and my aunt pats my back with a smile. "Careful now cara, might be a little too much for you."

My face goes red and my eyes widen in disbelief... She saw...

"You can't do that! T-That's... invasion of privacy," I say as I stop coughing.

"Last time I checked. It was my cabin, doll," she says, brushing me off with a roll of her eyes and a shrug. "Plus don't fear, I deleted the clip and disabled the camera. It wasn't a night vision camera so I really didn't see anything."

Thank god... I mentally relax.

"So now you guys can get freaky away from the camera... Though I find it fun to do myself." my aunt adds with a wink and my mouth drops.

"Oh my god," I say as her statement clicks. "You weren't just looking for any clip. You were looking for clips of you and Uncle Dimitri..... ew...."

She shrugs, laughing at my scrunched up face. "Ain't my fault babe. Quoting Doja Cat, 'I love when we get freaky on camera'... "

She accompanies this with a little swing of the hips and I chuckle at my favourite— though if the others ask I didn't a pick favourite— aunt. She's so fun and full of life, it's hard to believe she went through all that pain...

"Speaking of the men... Where are they?" I ask, sipping some more coffee.

"Probably up the mountain. Dimitri wanted to speak with Dylan," she replies walking towards the living area before snapping her fingers muttering under her breath. "I'll be right back... I have something to do upstairs."

She then disappears up the stairs and I sigh returning my focus to my brunch. Minutes later, I'm finished with my food and I wash the plate, some water splashing onto Dylan's Nike shirt and Aunt Shan's leggings.

Aunt Shan has yet to come back downstairs by the time I'm finished so I step out of the kitchen and make my way upstairs. I find my aunt in her room dusting down her nightstand and she turns upon hearing me enter.