Chapter 2
PRELIMINARIES
Ihad been caught, and I had no idea what to do.
My body was hot enough to melt all the snow in the North Pole as I stood dumbly in the locker. I couldn’t stop shaking. I also couldn’t stop thinking about how bad this looked.
Strike One: I was caught in the locker room.
Strike Two: I was caught in the locker room, watching and getting off to two Sleigh-runners having sex.
Strike Three: I was probably actively missing Orientation and my chance to compete.
Strike Four: I would happily do it again.
Gods, I was so fucked. And very bad at baseball.
Merry stood with eyes full of mirth and a matching smirk. This close, she towered over me. Between that and her giant muscles, she blocked any escape. I was still stuck, but now in a completely different way.
Something about the spark in her eyes made this way far more enjoyable.
Wynter, come on, bitch. Think with your fucking brain because you are in deep shit.
I cleared my throat. When I spoke, it still came out as a croak. “I-I know this looks bad, but I swear I can explain—”
“Oh, can you now? I would love to hear this.” Merrilee stepped to the side to show Felicity on the bench still.
She was sitting up now, her long legs crossed at the knee.
I couldn’t stop my eyes from taking in her very naked, very gorgeous body.
Her body language was so casual and calm, as if we were discussing the weather.
Then, her dark sepia eyes widened as she looked me over. “You’re the pretty little rookie.”
“First to be chosen for the Reinder Games Hopefuls, first caribou-hybrid ever to qualify, first to break every record in the book before you even got past the Drafts, and now—” Merry slowly smiled wider, showing off her dazzling white teeth.
“First to get caught being a little voyeur in the locker room. Quite the resume you’ve got there, little Wynter Norwood. ”
My brain completely crashed. I didn’t know if it was from the orgasm, being recognized by my idols, or just the craziness of this whole situation. Suddenly, the only thing I could do was open and close my mouth like a fish out of water.
“Look at those wide eyes, FeFe. She’s as adorable as she smells.
” Merry leaned into the locker and drew in a sharp breath.
Oh, my gods. She was scenting me. I squeezed my thighs together yet again.
Her brilliant amber eyes never left mine, and they darkened as she said, “You are going to make us have to burn all of Eve’s clothes to make sure she doesn’t smell you.
She is going to be pissed, but rather that than us killing a teammate because our instincts got the better of us. ”
I swallowed. W-What did that mean—?
“You aren’t supposed to be in here, now are you, Bambi? You are in quite a bit of trouble, no?” Felicity asked, bringing my attention to her and her deep, husky voice.
I shook my head so hard that my curls swayed in front of my eyes.
“I’m so very sorry! I was looking for a bathroom before Orientation.
When I asked Chrissy Beckett, she brought me here and locked me in.
She ran and got Coach Tannebaum, so I hid in a locker and got stuck.
I know I’m not supposed to be in here, and I’m definitely not supposed to have conducted myself like that.
It’s not behavior behooving a potential member of the Nine, and I’m really sorry. Please don’t report me!”
“Chrissy Beckett?” Merry’s eyebrows furrowed for a moment. “Oh! Gloria’s brat! Should have known that bitch would raise another little bitch. Legacies are the worst.”
Felicity stood, approaching me. She wasn’t as tall as Merry, but she was still not as short as me standing at 5’9”.
Whereas Merry exuded confidence and mischief, Felicity had an air of power, intimidation, and intellect.
Still, when she looked at me, that seemed to shift.
There was a softness in her eyes, a tenderness in her voice.
The domineering presence was still there, but it was…
different. “What are we going to do with you, little doe? You have seen us now, and we can’t have that—”
“I promise I won’t tell anyone! I swear!”
“Mhmm, I have something far more fun in mind.”
“Please, I’ll do anything! As long as I still get to compete and this never gets out—”
Felicity crossed her arms over her chest, making her already voluptuous breasts even fuller, as well as lifting them higher. Her gaze was intense as she stared at me.
“Be our date to the mixer tonight.”
I must have broken something in my brain earlier because there was no way I heard her right. “So sorry. Did you say a date to the mixer? The same mixer that is allegedly like an orgy?”
Merry guffawed so boisterous and loud that I nearly jumped from my skin. Felicity broke out into a smile for the first time, too. My breathing caught in my throat for a moment at the sight, it was so beautiful.
“That same one, yes,” she said, not bothering to elaborate on whether the rumors were true.
“Wh-why?”
“I believe that is how things normally work. Girls like a girl, they ask the girl on a date—”
“No, not that—although that seems like a gross simplification of things—I meant, why me? Isn’t this weird to you?”
“No weirder than humans thinking male reindeer could fly and drive a sleigh like we can.”
“I’m being serious.”
“As am I,” Felicity shrugged. “It’s simple, Bambi. You like us—I can still smell it on you—and we like you—”
“Yeah, I have made Felicity orgasm quite a bit in my time, but I have never seen her go like that. I’m pretty sure she’s still wet—”
Felicity hit Merry on her shoulder to cut her off. Merry just laughed, their energy absolutely infectious. Seeing them in interviews and press tours, they always had a dynamic that I wanted to join. Now, here was my chance.
A date would be… “awesome” didn’t do it justice.
One with both of them? A literal dream come true.
Wait. Speaking of dreams…
“Orientation! I’m so fucking late for it!”
Merry chuckled. “No, you aren’t! Coach is going to be late. She always is. I bet she still hasn’t finished with her speech about making this year count or whatever.”
“We’ll be able to get you back to the lobby without an issue, little doe. Don’t worry that pretty little head about that,” Felicity smiled.
My vision blurred as tears threatened to fall. I wasn’t going to lose my spot. I was still going to get to compete. I could still do this. Not only could I still do this, but maybe I would come out of this with even more than I expected.
“So, what do you say, Bambi?” Felicity asked.
“What time should I be there?”
Merry held out her hand to help me out of the locker. I took it happily, a shock of electricity going through me at the touch. I could tell that Merry felt it, too, as her smile widened. She practically lifted me from the locker with ease. I giggled at my gentle giantess.
My? Where had that come from?
Merry held my hand even after I was out as we fleshed out the details, including trading numbers.Once done, Felicity grabbed a robe from her locker and tied it around her.
When she was done, she took my other hand, sending another jolt through me.There was something about them that felt like a lightning strike after clouds had been rolling in all day long.
It was a release of breath being held that said at last!
Like, I had found something I didn’t even know I was looking for.
True to their word, Dasher and Prancer walked me to the lobby where the other Hopefuls were still waiting for the Orientation Tour to start.
It felt like a lifetime had passed since I had been standing among them.
Before they let me go, Felicity pressed a kiss to my forehead and Merry to my cheek.
Felicity whispered into my ear, her warm breath brushing my curls against my ear.
“Enjoy the tour, little doe. I can’t wait to see you again.”
“Oh, my gods! Wynnie, you were in a cuck locker?!”
“We are not calling it that—”
“Would you prefer a cucker then?”
“I would prefer neither—.”
“Cuck locker, it is!”
I rolled my eyes at my sisters’ antics. I was on a video call with them and my mom, catching them up on the day as I was getting ready.
I saved the part about… the locker for last, since it was the best part.
I told them about the Orientation, which was mostly a historical tour of the Stable.
which concluded with the Hopefuls meeting the current Nine in the Locker Room.
As I walked in, I did my best to avoid meeting Felicity’s and Merrilee’s eyes, but I heard their snickers, telling me they knew this was going to happen and just wanted to see my face.
The Hopefuls were told to stand near the vanities while the Nine introduced themselves.
They stated their names, titles, some fun facts, and whether they were competing this year—things that any diligent Hopeful should know already.
If they weren’t competing, Coach Tannebaum asked them to give some advice.
When it got to Cupid’s turn, I couldn’t help but notice her locker missing its door.
Just seeing it made me blush and fanned the flames I had been feeling since I left the Locker Room.
Felicity and Merrilee’s eyes landed on me immediately, their nostrils flaring wide and thus making my pussy throb more with need.
Gods, what the fuck was wrong with me? Why was I so horny all of a sudden?
Meanwhile, understandably, Cupid was fuming the whole time, making snide comments about how teammates could be unruly.
Merry held no remorse and smiled like a beautiful idiot while Felicity remained perfectly composed.