10. Vera
10
Vera
“Can you wait outside?” Riley nods to the hotel room door and Jorge pulls a face but does what she asks.
As soon as the door closes behind him, Riley pulls a suitcase out of the closet and opens it. Everything is packed so tightly that the moment she undoes the zipper, stuff starts falling out and I frown at the knitting needles, yarn and what looks like two half-finished socks and the sleeve of a sweater, also half-finished. And that’s just what fell out. I have no idea what else she’s got stuffed in there but it looks like a lot.
I carefully sit on the bed. “Why do you keep sending him away?” Jorge looks pained every time she does, but I have no idea if she even notices it.
Her movements stop as she crouches in front of the open suitcase, frowning slightly as she thinks. “I’m not comfortable undressing with other Alphas around. He knows that. It’s always been like that.” She pulls a couple of suitcase insert bags out and puts them next to her. “Also, after last night, we can’t be too careful about security.”
She glances to the other side of the room. “Stay out of sight of the windows. We don’t know how angry the Hearts are. They might have someone keeping an eye on this place.”
“Jorge might know that you don’t like Alphas around when you change, but things have changed. The rules that you set before aren’t always going to apply now. I think you need to talk to him about it, so you both know what to expect. Just because things make sense to you doesn’t mean they always make sense to others.”
I slide to the side, making extra sure nobody can see me from outside. “Now you’re part of the pack, we’re all going to have to figure out where the new boundaries are. And we’re going to have to communicate to do that. We’re going to have to make sure we all understand why we do some things. That’s important.”
“Right. I’ll talk to him about it. I hadn’t considered that he might feel that things might have changed because of this.” She grabs the bottom of the shirt she’s wearing, another one of Caleb’s, and pulls it over her head, revealing that she’s not wearing anything underneath it, her full tits tempting as she drops it next to her. Then she takes off her heels before undoing the belt around the pants she borrowed from Caleb and they drop to the floor, letting her step out of them.
Fuck. She’s stunning. It fries my brain every time I get to see her beautiful body.
Without thinking, I walk over to her, trailing my fingers over her side, along one of the flower tattoos, enjoying her smooth and firm skin. She lets out a soft gasp and when I look up at her, her eyes are filled with desire.
“Your pheromones...” Her voice is hoarse. “You’re one horny Omega.”
“I can’t help it. Being around you does that to me.” I reach up, taking one of her boobs into my hand and wrap my lips around her nipple, making her gasp, her dark rose pheromones flaring, making me even more horny.
“I thought that you’d have enough after this morning.” She wraps her arms around me, pulling me closer.
“There’s a reason I’ve got a pack.” I laugh, carefully biting her nipple and she lets out a low moan.
“Poor Caleb. How did he manage to keep up with you all on his own?” She laughs too, before kissing me deep, long, our breathing going shallow as our pheromones mix around us.
Once she lets me go, I can’t help my smile. “Stamina. Lots and lots of stamina.” I wink, which gets me another heated kiss.
Knocking on the door breaks our bubble. “Can you get a move on? I don’t want to stay out for too long.” Jorge’s voice is steady, but with an edge of urgency.
Right. We should return home soon. Being out here is dangerous and we have no idea who’s got their eyes on us or how close they are, so we shouldn’t risk it.
Riley gives me one last kiss before she picks up a bra and slides it on, turning her back to me. “Can you close it? Would be easier than doing it myself.”
I smile, kissing her back as I slide my arms around her, making sure the bottom band is nice and flat before I close it. “Of course, what else are mates for?”
“I’m pretty sure I can find a few other reasons.” She laughs, quickly pulling on a black lace thong, before she takes a luxurious looking pair of black jeans from her suitcase. Fuck, the way they hug her ass... These might look even better on her than the dress she wore last night. Sexy!
“Can you grab my things from the bathroom?” She looks at me over her shoulder with a knowing smile.
“Sure.” I walk backwards, nearly bumping into the wall before I turn around. I don’t want to look away from her. It’s been hard to look anywhere else when she’s around...
I grab her shampoo, hair products and toothbrush from the bathroom, then I also quickly grab the freebies the hotel left there. This is an expensive hotel, their freebies should be good, right? If not, we’ll know not to stay at this chain again.
Not that we would normally stay at a place this fancy anyway... Way too expensive.
When I return to the room, Riley is fastening the top buttons of her blouse and I swallow hard. She looks good in anything, and in nothing too.
She pulls her hair up in a bun, slightly messy, but in that ‘done on purpose’ way that you see in magazines. Only, her hair does that naturally. Then she puts on a thin jacket over it all and turns to me, smiling softly.
My heart skips a beat, making my cheeks heat up as I’m caught by the sight. Fucking hell, how nobody claimed her before now, I don’t understand. How anyone could pass by this stunning woman and not try to get to know her better, not try to spend more time with her, I don’t know.
She’s wearing dark bootcut jeans in a fabric that looks expensive but also super soft, they’re hugging her legs and ass like they’ve been painted on, which makes it even more tempting to want to touch her. The white blouse and black blazer enhance her slim waist, while still looking modest enough for a work event. And with her hair pulled up like that, she wouldn’t look out of place walking into a business meeting to order everyone around.
An image flashes through my mind. Mathew, wearing the dark red suit he wore the first time we met him, being pushed against the wall and getting ravished by Riley in this outfit. Riley pulling his head back by his long hair and licking his neck...
Ooh, that’s hot! I’d love to watch them do that, maybe they will, if I ask. I’m sure Mathew wouldn’t object, though I’m not as sure about Riley.
“Vera?” Riley sounds amused as she looks me over. “Something on your mind?”
“Kind of, but it’s not important.” I hand her the items from the bathroom. “I’ll explain it some other time, or Jorge is going to get even more impatient.”
“Right.” She puts the items in her suitcase and then pushes everything else back into it too. It looks like the thing is way too full, but she makes it work. Then she pulls a second suitcase from under the bed.
“I thought you were only here for a week?”
She’s got more stuff with her than Caleb and I usually take with us combined. But then, you tend to only stick to the basics when you need to be able to pack up and leave in a matter of minutes...
“Yeah.” She looks around, checking under the bed and in the bathroom. “But it didn’t cost me extra to have a second suitcase and I didn’t know what I might need while I’m here.” She pulls up a shoulder. “I don’t want to get a last-minute job and not have my tools with me.”
Right... Her ‘tools’, her weapons.
Now I’m curious what she likes to ‘work’ with. Her gun looked interesting last night, but I’m curious what else she carries with her when she travels.
“I’ll show you when I unpack.” She laughs when I look up at her awkwardly. “Yes, I saw you staring. Though, some things might not be what you expect.”
“I try not to have expectations.” I go over to the door. “Are you done here?”
“Yes. Let’s go home .” She nods for me to open the door and the moment I do, Jorge lets out a soft sound, something suspiciously like a moan.
“For fuck’s sake... Your pheromones are like a flood. I thought that if I hurried you up, you wouldn’t have the time to get too hot and heavy.” His voice drops as he speaks and his eyes on mine are filled with lust.
“We only kissed, nothing more than that.” I give him a quick kiss, enjoying the way he gets turned on from our pheromones. “Are you ready to go home too, or do you need something else?”
“I want to drop by my place, pack a few more things so I can work from home more easily. Since we’re out the house anyway. Two birds, one stone and all that.” He slides his arm around my waist as he takes one of Riley’s suitcases in his other hand. “If that’s okay with you?”
“Fine with me.” Riley walks behind us. “You’ve seen my place, now I finally get to see yours. You’ve been bragging about it for years, now I get to see if it lives up to your words.” She lets out an easy laugh and I’m once again confused by how Riley and Jorge’s relationship works.
He’s been to her place, but when she needs to change or when she’s with Mathew or me, she pushes him away. This constant back and forth can’t be easy on Jorge, but he also seems to simply accept it as normal.
But then, the things he’s accepted as ‘normal’ from his scent matches in the years he’s known them might have skewed pretty unusual to begin with.
It’s not like our whole pack isn’t built on strange relationships…