Chapter 22 #2
There’s something incredible about that. I’m the fixer, the one who finds people, figures a way out of a problem. I don’t need to be any of that with my alphas. They can take care of their own shit, they just want me for me.
It’s very freeing.
His lips find my neck, and I writhe against him as he fucks me hard.
He and the car are the only thing holding me in place.
His curved cock is hitting all the right spots, and I feel my toes beginning to curl.
I usually have a difficult time coming without vibration on my clit, but holy fuck I think I’m going to surprise myself tonight as the angle is just right.
The snow begins to fall down, cooling my overheated flesh, but Remy doesn’t stop his punishing pace. My moans are getting louder and I whine as I try to stay quiet.
“Remy, oh fuck,” I gasp.
“God, I know, baby,” he says. “I need to help keep you quiet. Are you alright with that?”
Nodding, my eyes roll back as I shudder. Fuck, I’m so close.
His hand releases mine, and wraps around my throat.
I feel goosebumps as he strokes the skin, and I lean into his hand.
Remy pulls almost all the way out, and then thrusts forward, tightening his hand as I scream.
The sound is nonexistent, trapped behind his hand necklace, heightening my sensations.
My body is shivering, my heart pounding from the thought of being caught, and my release breaks over me as Remy grinds his knot over my clit and entrance to my pussy.
I want his knot badly, but public knotting probably isn’t a good life choice.
“Fuck, fuck, yes,” Remy groans, thrusting twice more shallowly until he empties himself deep inside of me.
He releases my throat to band his arm around my chest and pull me tightly to him. He’s still buried inside of me, and I can feel his cock twitching.
“Mmmm. That was exactly what I needed,” I tease him, my voice deep and throaty.
“It can’t be said I don’t listen,” he chuckles. “I’m always willing to give you a dose of cock for your rage, Baby Girl.”
Huffing out a laugh because that’s exactly what he did, I wince as he pulls out of me and fixes my panties before dropping my dress and coat into place.
By the time I turn to glance at him, his pants are fixed as if nothing happened outside of our dysregulated breathing.
Remy opens the door to the SUV, helping me step up into my seat.
Laying back contently, I check my phone as Remy walks around to his seat.
Mal
Did you just come, baby?
Me
Guilty as charged.
Mal
Remy is a lucky bastard. Did he at least fuck you in the car?
Me
Does adjacent to it count?
Chuckling, I glance at Remy as he gets into the vehicle.
“What’s so funny?” he asks, pushing the start button.
“Mal apparently knows what my mind feels like when I come.”
“I’m not surprised. Your mind whites out, and there’s nothing but pure pleasure,” he smirks.
Damn smug alphas. Too bad I fucking love it.
MAL
A very happy omega is at the island currently. She’s drinking coffee and eating avocado toast as she wakes up, and I’m going to be sad to see her go to work.
Speaking of which…
“Do you think that you can take a week off for Christmas?” I ask her. It’s going to be here before we know it, and I want to make sure that we have our plans ironed out.
“I don’t usually, but I can swing it. Why?” she asks.
“I was thinking that we could take you to meet our families, make some new memories,” I suggest.
The guys and I talked, and we all know that the holidays are hard for her.
Hollis keeps a lot of things inside, but the topic of her sister is a sore one.
Maybe a change of scenery would be nice, and we can rent a place together for the week.
I would never suggest staying with one of our family members.
We need our space, since our families tend to make upsetting comments. I refuse to limit my affection for my pack, which leads to arguments during our visit with them on our families’ part.
“Really?” Hollis asks, lighting up. I hear a tendril of doubt through the bond, and frown.
“Of course. They would love to meet you. The guys and I have all told our families about our omega,” I say. “I also want to spend Christmas with you.”
That’s not an exaggeration either. I’ve mentioned Hollis several times to my mom, and she asked if we could expect her to come with us for the upcoming holidays.
“Okay. I mean, yes. I can take a week off for Christmas to spend with you,” she says. “It’s usually pretty slow anyway, but I need to finish making my follow up calls.”
“Good morning,” Felix says, coming in to kiss Hollis. “What’s on your agenda today?”
“Work, the usual,” she laughs. “It’s going to be busy.”
“Are you up for a little fun? We need to test a new toy that came in yesterday,” he says.
Hiding a smirk behind my coffee cup, I watch them. I know exactly what came in. This should be fun if she’s up for it.
“Is this a dare?” Hollis asks, amused eyes sparkling.
“Fuck yes it is,” Remy says as he overhears her, coming into the kitchen. “You in?”
“Why not?” she shrugs. “Wait, what is it?”
Felix pulls out a box from his pocket and pushes it over to her on the counter with raised brows as Brice finally joins us, having been the last to get into the shower this morning. He’s been preparing for a morning of video calls to check in with distributors with Felix.
Sometimes, our roles bleed into each other’s when they’re time intensive.
“What’s going on? Good morning, Hollis,” he says, kissing her cheek and looking over at the box. “Well, that’s one way to product test.”
“You all are making me nervous,” Hollis mutters, opening the box. “Wait…seriously?”
“It’s app controlled,” Felix says excitedly. “The last toy like this we were able to test was a butt plug, and Brice spent a morning of calls squirming with it in.”
“A lot of these toys are created for women, which means we miss out,” I explain. “The G-ninja thrusts against the g-spot and the other side sucks on the clit. We can all download the app to play with it.”
“I’ll also know if you leave the office because there’s GPS in the toy and you shared your location with me from your phone,” Felix says.
He has to know we’re all safe and accounted for. It’s an obsession that is now being extended to Hollis.
“So you’ll shut it off if I leave the office?” she asks.
“Can’t have you wasting slick on the sidewalk,” I say bluntly.
“Not unless I’m fucking you in a parking lot anyway…” Remy chuckles.
Hollis shrugs with a grin. “Okay, game on.”
Fuck yes, today just got a lot more fun.
HOLLIS
“Hi, Aimee, how are you? This is Hollis Edwards from Cupid’s Call,” I say from behind my desk on the phone.
The guys started slow with the toy being on a low speed, a bump and thump on my g-spot with a dull sucking on my clit.
I changed into heavy descenting panties that’ll hide the scent of any slicking before I left for work, knowing that there was no way I wouldn’t come at some point.
I suppose we’re going to have to hope these panties are up to marketing standards because I’m not sure they’ll survive this intense experiment to see if they can handle this.
The edging is making me squirm, the rolling vibration just enough to tease. It won’t quite scratch the itch, but is warming a part deep inside of me.
“ Hollis, hi! Are you checking in after my date with Pack Daniels?” she asks.
This is my favorite part. The excitement after a really good date. Do I need to do this? No. However, living vicariously through others was something that got me through my loneliness for a lot of years. I love hearing how things went.
“I…” There's a pulse from the toy that makes me almost rise off the chair as I swallow hard.
Fuck, are you serious right now? Someone got bored of edging me and decided to turn things up.
My alphas all have the app downloaded on their phones, which means it could be any of them.
“I am. How did it go? Do you think there will be a second date?”
I have spreadsheets for all of my clients, and my laptop is open in front of me to add any relevant information for her file.
“ They’re so sweet,” Aimee gushes, not noticing my discomfort. “ We’re going out again this weekend. We clicked really well. Thank you so much for putting together the mixer. Are you okay? I couldn’t believe the gunshots I heard!”
My phone was flooded with voicemails, missed calls, and my email was full of messages worried about me. It was a lot to wade through, so I returned the calls and emails that I could after my heat. I still have a lot to go through, and it’s overwhelming.
I love knowing that so many people are concerned about my wellbeing. It means that I’ve cast a positive light on the world. It’s all I’ve ever wanted to do.
“I’m much better, thank you. It was rough for a while. All I wanted to do was put on a really good event that fostered connections. It looks like I managed that,” I say.
It’s the most professional thing I can think to say at the moment.
“ I’m so glad. Is it going to put you off of events?” Aimee asks worriedly. “ I’ve been telling all of my friends about how amazing it was. I’m still telling them they should go see you to use your dating app.”
“I honestly don’t know when I’ll do another like this,” I admit.
“It’ll definitely have to be next year as it takes a lot of planning, and the person responsible for hurting me is still at large.
Those men were just her muscle. However, I would be more than happy to help your friends.
We could even set up a group meeting if that’s easier for them.
I could set up an open house at my office. ”
“ Oh I love that idea. Yes. Do you think we could manage it before the holidays? Or is that asking too much?” she asks.
“Let me see…”
I hit the mute button as I give into a low moan.