Chapter Sixty-Seven
Grace
“Oh, Alpha, yes,” I cried. Another orgasm shuddered through me as Spencer fucked me from behind over the arm of the chaise lounge.
“You feel so good, Baby Girl,” he growled. He pumped in and out of me as I held onto the chaise.
My head lolled back to steal a kiss.
“I’m going to cum, are you ready for my knot?” he asked as his balls slapped my ass.
“Oh, yes, Daddy,” I sighed. Mmmm, yes. Knot me, Daddy.
His hand stroked my clit as he seated himself inside me. Once his knot sealed inside me I came again, sucking in a breath as he came.
For a moment we just stood there, me over the arm of the chaise as he kissed me on the neck and held me.
“Like always, you take me so well. Mmmm, I love you so much.” He picked me up, us still joined, and curled onto the chaise with me, throwing a blanket onto us.
I looked over as Wes fucked Evan on the bed. So pretty. I wasn’t sure where Brennan and Jett were, probably in the anteroom. It felt like they were sleeping. I’d been sleeping too but needed a knot after my nap.
The foggy haze that I’d been caught up in since the Bureau of Investigation was leaving. Exhaustion replaced it. My pussy ached. I vaguely remember fitting three dicks in there on more than one occasion.
That was a whole lot of dicks.
My belly also complained. But the rest of me was pretty satisfied.
“I love you, too. I think I’ve gotten all my dicks and knots. You know, I might be ready for those crepes soon.” After that, a nice hot bath with the green fizzies with Evan.
“You think so?” He kissed my forehead. “You’re not warm and you don’t smell like you’re in heat anymore.”
“I just feel tired and hungry.”
“Okay. Would you like me to make crepes for you, or should we order them and have them delivered? I’m pretty sure it’s late morning on a Sunday.
We should be able to order from a creperie without a problem.
Otherwise, we can order what we need from the store to make them along with any toppings people would like. ” He kissed my head again.
Toppings? “Like strawberries and chocolate with whipped cream?”
My mouth watered at the thought.
“Are we ordering food?” Jett walked into the bedroom, looking deliciously rumpled, my teeth marks on his shoulder. “If not, should I make something to tide us over until crepe-fest?"
“If we order crepes, could we still get ones with toppings?” I asked. Spencer looked tired, and crepes could be fiddly. Ordering out could be the way to go.
“Yes. Everyone could order what they wish–sweet or savory,” he said as Jett went to look for something.
“Later, will you make me soup and feed it to me in the bath? If you’re not too tired?” I gazed up at him. Yes, after my bath I wanted a nap, then another bath with soup.
He stroked my hair. “That sounds like a lovely idea. I should make a big batch and freeze some.”
“Perfect.” I dozed lazily on Spencer.
“We’re ordering food? I could eat food,” Wes said from the bed.
“If someone brings me my phone, we can see about ordering from a creperie.” Spencer held out his hand.
Jett came back over and handed him his phone. “You’re ready for crepes now?”
“Yes.” I nodded.
“Great. Can we grill later? It doesn’t have to be lamb–ribs, steak, or chicken all work,” Jett gave me a kiss.
“That sounds doable.” Spencer nodded.
He pulled up the restaurant on his phone, and we ordered crepes and coffee for delivery. Even though his knot had softened enough to slip out, I laid there with him on the chaise while he placed a grocery order.
Brennan came over and gave me a kiss. “I’m going upstairs to shower.”
He left, leaving the door open, but not before turning up the air filter.
“Evan, off the bed. We never changed sheets. I’m going to toss these in the washer and then go shower.” Jett tugged on the sheets.
“Sex party is over?” Evan looked over at me.
“Sex party is hungry. If we need to come back down here, we’ll just put clean sheets on the bed.” Jett kissed him.
Wes popped up off the bed and tugged on Evan’s hand. “Yes, let’s take a quick shower before the food gets here.”
Evan and Wes helped Jett take the sheets off the bed, and they left.
“A shower before the food comes sounds divine, don’t you think, Darling?” Spencer stroked my hair.
I was feeling pretty content, but I could probably use a shower. “With you? I’d love that.”
“This is perfect,” I sighed, splayed across Spencer’s lap on the love seat in the living room as I ate my crepes with chocolate, strawberries, and whipped cream.
Everyone’s faces were a little scruffy, except for Brennan who must have shaved in the shower. I would be okay if everyone wanted those grizzly beads.
Brennan nodded from his spot on the floor with Jett. “Your crepes are great, Spence, but I love all the savory options.”
Spencer gave me a fond look. “I do aim to please.”
“They’re delicious,” Evan said from the couch where he was with Wes. “When do we want Riley back? Tomorrow after work? Tonight? Are we even going to work? I’m not sure I’m going to work.”
“Maybe see if she wants to return tonight since we’re going to grill?” Jett asked.
“I think I’ll get everything ready for the soup, then take a nap. When you’re ready, I’ll put it in the pressure cooker,” Spencer said.
“Perfect.” I gave him a kiss. “Mmmm, I want a bath with Evan, a nap, and then a bath with my soup, then maybe some cuddles, and later we can grill and watch a movie.”
“I get a bath with you?” Evan beamed, whipped cream on his nose.
Wes licked it off.
“Yes. I want all the baths.” I took another bite of crepe.
Brennan fed Jett a bite of crepe. “When did we get a pressure cooker?”
“We’ve had a pressure cooker. I keep it in the garage,” Spencer replied.
“Can we get a deep fryer?” Jett asked.
Brennan’s eyebrows rose. “Where are we going to put it?”
“Okay, Riley will be back in time for dinner.” Evan looked up from his phone. “Who’s taking her to work tomorrow? She really wants to go because of something they’re doing.”
“Whoever feels up to it?” Wes offered. “I think Grace should stay home, and someone should stay with her. Just in case she spikes.”
“I want to stay home.” I snuggled into Spencer. “Can everyone stay home?” I wasn’t ready to be apart from them yet.
“We’ve all called out, so we can all stay home, if we want,” Brennan replied. “Grace, maybe we can try out the smoker tomorrow?”
“I’d like that.” Oooh, what did I want to make in it?
We finished our crepes, and I snuggled with Evan while the alphas cleaned up. Jett went to throw in more laundry.
“Should we sneak away for that bath now?” Evan whispered.
“Grace?” Brennan came into the living room.
Before I could say anything, he swept me off my feet and kissed me. “Just wanted to say that.” Brennan gave Evan a kiss, too. “That, too.”
He went back into the kitchen, whistling.
Evan chuckled. “Well then. Bath?”
“Yes, please. I think it’s going to be a two fizzy bath.” Taking his hand, we went up the stairs to our bathroom, and he started the taps.
When the tub filled, I sank into the hot water. Evan tossed in the fizzies, turned on the jets, and got in behind me.
“Oh, that feels good,” he muttered.
I leaned into him. “You’re my favorite tub pillow.”
“Good. Do you remember anything from the past couple of days?” His finger traced the bite Brennan left.
“I remember a lot. So much more than yours. It was really short. Is that bad?” I looked up at him.
“It was healthy. We’ll call that a win. The length and what people remember varies, and that is fine. You should have a post-heat checkup, though,” he added.
“Okay. I’ll see what they have for after work this week. I was absolutely full of dicks.” I didn’t even know one could have so many dicks in them at once.
Evan chuckled. “So full of dicks.”
“You got enough, right?”
He kissed me. “Absolutely.”
“Oh,” I gasped. “I don’t know where all my presents are. Or my purse or phone.”
“I think Jett put your purse, phone, and Wes’ sketch in your room. You were wearing all your other presents when your heat started. Someone took them off you at some point, and they’re probably in the nest's anteroom.” Evan gave me a lazy kiss.
“Thank you. I think I want to get the new sketch made into my wedding dress, or maybe some combination of the two.” It was so thoughtful of Wes.
Evan gave me a squeeze. “Perfect. We should probably start planning since your party with Spencer is finished, and I’d like to get a bunch of it done before I start Blanket Brigade training.”
“That sounds good, especially if we want to add a pack confirmation. Thank you for saving me.” I kissed him. I was frozen, but I’d seen him leap into the car, roll out of it with me, and then shoot out the tires. He’d come after me. Saved me.
“We save each other, right?” Evan kissed me long and deep.
“You know, I totally had an inter-dimensional advocate the other night.”
“Yeah, I had one, too. She was really interesting to talk to. How are you doing with the whole Rosalind isn’t dead thing?” he asked.
“She and Solomon are the authority’s problem now.
I hope they rot in prison. I also hope they just kicked Abel back home with fewer memories.
” Turning, I leaned my face on his chest. “They sold Rydor Corp the equipment, and probably the contacts, without knowing I worked there. Rosalind could have sent me to Wes.” The tears leaked out.
It was a lot.
“I have you. The good thing is that you have most of your answers. She’s in custody. You can now forget about her and have a revenge-worthy life.” He smoothed my hair.
“The best revenge is a good life. I have so many good things to look forward to.” Like my siblings. Our vacation. The wedding. Making a virtual super collider.
“We do,” Evan agreed.
“Can I come in?” Wes called from the doorway of my room.
“Sure,” Evan called back.
Wes came in, looking concerned. “Are you okay, Peaches?”
“I’m okay,” I replied, looking up at him. “Because I have all of you.”