Chapter 25 #3
Shiloh puts me down on the chair next to Cassidy, kissing me until I’m breathless. I can feel Bellamy’s passing curiosity, and I grin as Shiloh moves so that Ansel can drop to his knees in front of me.
“Shall we blow Bellamy’s mind from here, Princess?” he teases me. I love that Bell bonded with Ansel first. He seems to understand what he needs, and is willing to goad him into it.
My stepbrother is stubborn as fuck.
“We shall,” I giggle, watching as he pushes my dress up my legs, kissing them as he exposes more skin.
Cassidy gasps and I glance over to find that Shiloh is using teeth as he kisses.
“Cass has been teasing him,” Ansel chuckles darkly, groaning as I drop my legs open to show him the wet spot growing on my panties. “It looks like you’re pretty good at teasing yourself. You’re soaked, aren’t you, Princess?”
Biting my lip, I nod, raising my ass so he can remove my panties. Shiloh groans, his face already between Cassidy’s thighs and eating her out since she isn’t wearing panties.
Who am I to dismiss functional easy access?
“Get comfortable, Winter,” Ansel says, lifting my legs onto his shoulders as he gets closer. “Scream as loud as you want. I don’t fucking care if we get kicked out.”
“Does that happen…oh, fuck!”
His tongue pushes into my cunt as deep as it can go, taking his oral duty very seriously.
“Not yet,” Cassidy gasps. “The guys are counting on it happening at some… point. Goddamnit, Shi. You’re such a good boy for me.”
“Told you I would be,” Shi grins, licking up her arousal. “Make a mess, Precious. You wouldn’t let me kill your parents, and that was very mean of you.”
“Is it still on a list?” I moan, my head dropping back as Ansel continues to eat me out.
“No, only because it’ll itch at me if I can’t do it,” Shiloh grumbles. “Instead, my petty heart is happy that I still got the girl, despite the odds.”
“Romantic even while eating pussy. He’s a winner, isn’t he?” Ansel asks, coming up for air before moving on to suck my soul out of my body through my clit.
“Ansel!” I scream, my fingers digging into his hair to keep his head pinned to my body.
“Fuck. Don’t stop,” Cassidy whimpers, making me gasp as my pussy clenches on absolutely nothing.
“Mmm. I’ll make it better,” Ansel promises, pushing three thick fingers deep inside my cunt. My eyes roll back as I moan, my dress safely out of the way as I lose myself to the sensations.
“Hey! Why is this locked?” I hear someone ask, and Shiloh and Ansel glance at each other before shrugging.
They both begin to suck hard on the clit they’re servicing, the only sounds outside of the banging on the door moaning and panting as they finger fuck us.
Cassidy reaches for me, and I grab her hand as Ansel uses his teeth on my clit. I’m not sure if they’re all comparing notes to make me come, but pain and pleasure both live in close quarters for me.
“So pretty,” Ansel growls, his caramel eyes bright with yellow flecks as he watches me. The wet sounds of my cunt strangling his fingers as he praises me makes him grin before he continues to suck on my clit.
I feel Bellamy come hard, and that pushes me over the edge as I scream out my orgasm. Cassidy whines as she squirts, the sound making me burn hotter as my back arches and Ansel growls against my cunt as he sucks up my slick.
“Fuck, you’re so damn sweet.”
The scent of blueberries, cotton candy, and cum fills the air, and I think about how much I don’t care that everyone is going to know what we just did.
We’re all breathing hard as Ansel and Shiloh kiss our thighs reverently before getting up to grab paper towels to help clean us up.
Seconds later our clothes are fixed, my panties are back in place, and Shiloh and Ansel are washing their faces quickly in the sink.
“I think we should dance for a bit before we leave, don’t you?” Cassidy asks, looking much more relaxed.
I check myself in the mirror, finding that while I’m flushed, there’s no other evidence of my quickie.
“Hold your horses!” Ansel yells, grabbing my hand and gently leading me to the door. “I think a dance is in order too.”
“Our apologies,” Shiloh says smoothly, already unlocking the door ahead of us and opening it for the three women waiting outside.
Their eyes widen as the four of us walk out of the restroom, but not one of them says a word. I’m not sure if it’s because of who Pack Tremaine is in this city or the shock that we don’t give a shit about being caught.
“Having fun?” Abbott asks, finding us as we walk out into the main room.
“Always,” Cassidy says with a happy smile.
“I know you had fun,” Bellamy teases me, pulling me in for a hug. He smells like Abbott, and now that he’s bonded to Ansel, also smells like leather and chamomile.
It’s a relaxing and dangerous scent, and perfect for Ansel.
“We’re going dancing,” I murmur, raising my face for the kiss he’s already moving in to give me.
“Good idea,” Abbott says. “The band is playing already.”
He leads us to where the band is set up, and Abbott snags Bellamy for a dance while he blushes hotly. Bell doesn’t love to be in the spotlight, but this is our first outing in a very public space as a pack. I can recognize a power move when I see it.
Our pack wants everyone to see that they have omegas and we’re spoken for.
Ansel’s hands pull me against his chest as he begins to dance with me. I had a brief stint in a ballroom dancing club in high school, and I let the music carry me as I allow him to lead.
His approving smile makes me preen, and he turns me in a circle before pulling me close again. Shiloh is dancing with Cassidy as well, and to my surprise, more people join us on the dance floor.
“Copy cats,” Ansel says under his breath. “They’re all going to be very curious about you. Most people in our circles know that we’ve been courting, but we haven’t made a big statement about finding our scent matches because Clara hasn’t been caught yet.”
I make a face at the alpha’s name and Ansel winces apologetically, misunderstanding.
“It’s not that we don’t want to—”
“I know,” I reassure him. “You’re handling it. Bell and I aren’t in a hurry for grand gestures. We’re fine with how things are now. So what is the point of this charity exactly?”
“They’re raising money to provide more art courses to the youth in Savannah,” he replies. My eyes widen, and I’m suddenly glad we’re here. “Abbott handed his check over to the organizer earlier in the night, and they have our contribution. We may as well enjoy a dance before we head home, right?”
“Right,” I say slowly. My parents were always pretty well off, but I didn’t go to parties like this. I happily stayed busy in other ways, and by the time I was old enough to attend, my life had changed in drastic ways.
It makes me think about the weird direction my life’s taken.
A throat clearing pulls my gaze away from Ansel’s handsome face and I find a woman who looks almost exactly like Cassidy. She has her blonde hair, a few more lines than my alpha does, and a perpetually pinched expression on her face.
She’s dancing with a distinguished gentleman in a tux, who currently has a resigned look on his face.
This should be good.
“Hello, Ansel. I haven’t seen you at all tonight. Have you been hiding with whoever this is?” she asks.
“Being busy with my omega doesn’t constitute hiding,” Ansel drawls. “I wish I could say it’s nice to see you, but it rarely is.”
“Now, you don’t have to be rude,” the man with her admonishes. “My wife simply wanted to say hello. Are you replacing my daughter with a younger model? She’s practically a fetus.”
I blink as I realize he’s talking about me.
“I’m much older than a fetus, but I suppose I have my mother to thank for my youthful look,” I reply. “No one is replacing anyone. Your daughter is irreplaceable, and I wish you loved her the way I do.”
Ansel stills at my words, but they’re out of the bag now.
“She’s not wrong,” Ansel growls before her parents can say a word. “We’ve waited years to find our scent matches. You’re not going to fuck this up for us. Winter has also seen bigger assholes than you in her life and survived them. You’re not going to intimidate or upset her.”
“I think you need to get your wife home,” Shiloh says. “She doesn’t look great.”
My eyes widen as Cassidy’s mother yelps suddenly and her body begins to jerk uncontrollably. Her husband is forced to catch her as she crumples in front of him, and I notice as Shiloh pockets something with an innocent look on his face.
What the fuck was that?
“Time to go,” Abbott says, his hands on my shoulders as he begins to herd me toward the exit. We all move in a group silently and quickly, while I try to process what just happened. “Shi, I’m going to fucking spank you. What did I say about using a taser on Cass’ mother?”
“Oh shit,” I breathe, realizing what I witnessed happen.
“Meh, she deserved it,” Cassidy says as our vehicle approaches us.
Henri gets out and helps us all in like the angel he is, leaning in to say something to Abbott before he shuts his door.
“Henri asked if he needed to do any damage control,” Abbott says with a snort as he drives away. “It’s like he knows us or something.”
I can’t help the giggle that escapes, and Cassidy shakes her head as she squeezes my hand.
“When did you get so damn fierce?” she asks under her breath. “I bite my tongue around them because a part of me wants to be accepted. However, they’re never going to let me live my life, so why should I wait around for something that’ll never happen?”
“Life is too short to make yourself small,” Bell murmurs. “Winter and I have done it too often.”
“Shi, did you seriously tase my mother?” Cassidy asks, amused.
“I’d do it again!” he yells, making me giggle. “It was either that or break her neck. As far as I’m concerned, I was a perfect gentleman.”
“I think you’re right,” Abbott says. “I doubt your parents will ever mention it either, Cass.”
Soon, we’re home and we get out of the car to head inside. My feet hurt, and I’m ready for bed.
“Wait a second,” Cassidy murmurs once we’re on the stairs.
Abbott glances over his shoulder before nodding and going inside to give us some privacy.
“I felt a connection to you the second I saw you,” she says softly.
“Before I realized what it all meant, I just knew you were important to me. I know I’ve mentioned that before, but I wanted to tell you that I’m falling in love with you too.
I haven’t said it before because I didn’t want to scare you. ”
“I surprised Ansel when I told your mother I loved you,” I say shyly. “I tend to hold a lot in until it gets so big it explodes. I should have told you before her.”
“Nah,” she says, chuckling. “I think it made the perfect impact.”
Taking my face in her hands, she gives me the sweetest kiss before beginning to walk upstairs with me. I get a slight itch between my shoulder blades that reminds me of being watched, and I look around to see why I’m feeling this way.
Abbott took the long way home the way he usually does, and the street is empty. Shaking it off, I walk inside of the house, watching as Cassidy locks the door behind us and sets the alarm.
I’m safe. We’re fine.