Chapter Thirty
Jett
“Thank you, I had so much fun,” she said to me as we got on my motorcycle.
Even though she didn’t know many songs in this world well, she’d still dragged me up there three times. While Grace wasn’t drunk, she was feeling pretty good.
“Babydoll, I had a great time,” I told her as we drove home.
“Um, do you want to come back with me to my room?” she asked, breathily over the coms.
“I’d love that, very much.” Some alone time with Grace? Yes, please.
“No one’s spent the night in my room. I haven’t even really spent the night in my room,” she confessed.
I’d believe that. Evan didn’t sleep much in his room either.
“Yeah? But someone’s fucked you in it, right?” I added.
“No. Evan and I will make out, but when things get hot and heavy, he drags me to his room. Well, Wes has eaten me out in it, but there’s been no dicking in the bed.”
I exhaled sharply. “I’m very excited to be the first. Though the bed isn’t going to get used right now.”
Not with what I had in mind. No. I had some promises to keep from our time in the cabana. Fuck, it had been hot when she’d read to me from her book.
“Please?” Her voice was a near whine.
“I can’t wait.” Yeah, I’d give her everything she needed.
We arrived back in the garage, and I hung up my helmet. A moment later, Brennan came in and parked his motorcycle.
“Thanks, Honey.” I gave him a kiss. Lowering my voice, I whispered in his ear, “Grace has invited me to her room. No one has fucked her in it. I’m going to fix that.”
“Have fun. And anytime, Dear.” Brennan kissed me back.
“Thank you for making sure we were okay.” Grace pulled him down to her and kissed him.
Brennan kissed her on the nose. “Be good for Jett.”
“Why do people keep telling me that? I’m always good.” She pouted, her scent souring.
Oh, I could see why she might not like that.
“You’re right. I guess I should tell you something else, like, Have fun.” He ruffled her hair. “Oh, I like it.”
“Thanks.”
It looked cute.
We went inside and took off our shoes. She took my hand and led me up the back stairs to her room. Flipping on the small light, she shut the door.
“I have a man in my room and the door’s closed. Scandalous.” She giggled, throwing the clothes on her bed into the laundry basket in her wardrobe.
“So scandalous.” I pushed her against the wall and kissed her hard, pinning her between me and the wall, her peach scent flaring with desire. “I think someone needs to be fucked. Hard.”
“Mmmm, yes, please,” she whispered. “Fuck me hard and fast into the wall.”
“Beautiful,” a voice said.
Annoyance flickered through me. I looked over and Evan stood in the doorway between her room and his bathroom, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers with blue monsters on them.
“Not sharing tonight.” I shook my head and held onto Grace. Mine. I wanted my own time with her, too.
Evan smirked. “Door was open.”
Grace mumbled something about socks.
I rolled my eyes. “Close it on your way to spend your night with Wes or Bren.”
“You go in late tomorrow, right? Morning bath time?” She waggled her eyebrows at Evan for emphasis.
“It’s a deal. But I can’t believe you went to karaoke without me.” Evan pouted.
“Another time, Baby,” I promised. No, not feeling bad that I got some solo time with Grace.
“Okay.” Blowing kisses, Evan went back into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.
Now… where was I?
My eyes met the blue-grey eyes of the sweet girl in front of me. I caged her with my arms, my palms against the green wall on both sides of her little blonde head.
“Now where were we? Oh yes. Now, I seem to remember us talking about me railing you against a wall while I call you a good girl with my hand around your neck? Does that still sound nice to you? We can try something else if it doesn’t.”
She should have options, just in case she wasn’t feeling up to that. I’d make sure she came no matter what she wanted to do tonight.
“Yes, please.” Her eyes sparkled as sweet arousal surrounded me.
“Done. Are you feeling okay?” I added, wanting to be cautious, given everything she endured in the hospital.
While I was happy that she was feeling better, I still remembered how sick she’d been, how worried everyone was–and how helpless we all felt.
She rolled her eyes. “I’m still feeling fine, other than I would like to be fucked now, please and thank you.”
“Okay, then. It will be a lot easier with you naked.” I pulled her over to her pink daybed and sat her down on it. It didn’t seem like it had been chosen for fucking, especially because it was small. No, this looked more like it was for solo naps.
But it would work just fine. One of the alphas would probably not be comfortable in it for long. Oh, what I’d give to see Brennan wrapped in her pink sheets.
Maintaining eye contact, I slowly undressed her, putting her clothes in a pile, until she was naked and laying on the bed like a goddess.
“Mmmm, beautiful.” I took off my pants.
Before I could take off my shirt, she took the hem of it. Looking into my eyes, she unbuttoned the shirt one button at a time.
With every button I felt the heat grow between us. She was just too fucking adorable.
I grinned. “Such a good girl. You know what to say if it’s too much, right?”
“Yes. And I tap you twice if it’s too tight.”
“Look at you remembering.” I licked my lips.
My hand gripped her collarbone, and I pushed her to the wall, just like in the passage from the book she’d read to me back in the cabana. My pierced cock sprung to attention, ready to bury itself deep inside her.
Touching my forehead to hers, I grinned. “Good girl.”
Peachy sweet arousal blossomed from her. If I touched her I knew she’d be wet. The fact I could do that to her made me so happy.
“I love your body’s reaction when I tell you that.” My lips crashed into hers, my hand lightly gripping her throat. Without warning, I plunged into her, with one hand bracing myself against the wall.
So wet for me. So beautiful.
A gasp escaped her lips, but I swallowed it with my kisses.
“You feel so good,” I whispered as I pounded her into the wall so hard it made a thumping sound. “I love how my good girl lets me fuck her against the wall. So fucking perfect.”
Her pussy fluttered around me.
What a good, sweet, responsive girl she was. Like a little doll. My babydoll, to play with and treasure. I might not be an alpha, but I could still spoil her, take care of her.
Love her.
I kissed her again as I continued to fuck her hard against the wall. “Oh, you take my cock so well. My hand looks so beautiful around your throat. No one ever needs to tell you to be good because you always are such a good girl.”
Orgasms shuddered through her.
“That’s it, don’t hold back. Come all over my cock.” My free hand toyed with her clit as I continued to thrust into her hard.
I loved that I could shatter her like this.
“Mmmm, come for me, so I can shoot my cum inside you and fill you up,” I directed.
“Yes, please. I love the way your pierced cock feels inside me.” She kissed me back.
I broke off my kiss and gazed into her eyes, my forehead touching hers.
“Jett,” she gasped as she came again.
Pulling out almost all the way, I slammed into her again, filling her with my cum.
“I love having you like this.” My hand left her throat. For a moment, my sweaty body pressed into her, keeping her trapped against the wall as my cum dripped down her thighs.
“You make me feel so good,” she breathed.
“I’m glad, Peaches.” I brought her over to the bed. “Can we lie in the bed sweaty, or do we need to shower?”
“Either’s fine. But my shower is Evan’s shower.” She laughed.
“Right. Sweaty it is.” Yeah, if we took a shower in Evan’s shower, or my shower, Evan would probably climb in with us. I wanted her to myself for as long as I could.
Pulling down the covers, I placed her on the bed and crawled in with her. Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her to me.
“Mmmm, I like this.” Her hand found my cock, and she traced my piercing with her finger. “Is that okay?”
“Very. Though I’m not going to be ready to go again as fast as them. Maybe next, I’ll bend you over the bed and fuck you?” I kissed her nose.
She nodded as she cuddled into me. “I’d like that very much.”