27. Finley
Finley
The morning flew by literally and figuratively.
We all agreed that flying in the morning of the gala would be the safest bet, giving fewer chances of someone trying to kill any of us before the event.
Plan for the worst and hope for the best was the name of the game until we started the real plan into action.
Tabitha came with since she was my Senate-assigned bodyguard. I didn’t reach back out to Eli just on the odd chance he wasn’t the one who made that happen. Either way, I was going to be seeing him in a few short hours.
The gala arrivals started at six o’clock, but it was more of a time for photos and chatting up reporters covering the event.
We planned to be there around seven-thirty when the sun was setting.
Since our plan involved vampires, it only made sense to arrive when there was less time between their ability to help and the sun still high in the sky.
Elves and werewolves would be in the area lead by Ayla and a few hand-picked men from the pack.
Chewing on my thumbnail I’d just painted at the salon a few hours ago in the hotel, I paced, unable to sit still.
I knew I was driving the others crazy as they tried everything to get me to calm down, but I needed to get the jitters out before I locked everything down to play the role of a lifetime.
Tonight I would come face to face with the devil himself and his faithful pet vampire, who at one point was family to me.
“My heart,” Elias pleaded with me. “Tell me what I can do to help you. I’ll do anything… we’ll do anything. Please just let us do something.”
I paused to look at him, dropping my arms to my side. “Do you really mean that? Anything?”
“Yes.” He growled in frustration. “Name it.”
“Bend me over this table and fuck me,” I ordered, calling his bluff.
The guys had been firm in their no sex because they were afraid of hurting me, but my body needed a release badly.
Elias’s eyes flashed bright as his wolf pushed forward at my challenge. “Well, I did promise anything.”
“Not alone, you’re not, beta,” Lane snarled. “I played nice the last time, but I’m fucking my mate whether you like it or not, Elias.”
Elias grinned at Lane. “Sounds to me like she needs a good hard fuck and I’m thinking it will take both of us to satisfy her.”
My skin grew hot and my slick started to pool between my legs in anticipation. I was more than ready for them. “One rule,” I said, halting them both. “No foreplay, just get down to fucking business.”
Both of them growled their agreement, and we started shedding clothes, tossing them carelessly aside.
Lane reached me first, picked me up, and impaled me on his cock right where he stood.
I groaned out my pleasure as my body accepted him easily.
I’d been so needy there was no way my body wasn’t waiting with open arms to welcome him.
“Finally,” I sighed, resting my head on his shoulder. “Thank fuck you gave up this stupid no-sex rule.”
“Oh, we aren’t done with you yet, omega,” Elias said, his only warning as he worked his cock into my asshole.
In minutes I went from no cocks to two cocks at once and I couldn’t be happier. Pressed between them, their bodies the only thing supporting me, they fucked me hard, and I let them know just how happy I was to be taking it.
“Fuck yes,” I gasped. “Just like that, fuck me as deep as you can get it,” I begged.
Lane pressed me back against Elias so he could wrap his lips around one of my nipples, his teeth teasing the tip, making me scream.
“Shit, man, whatever you’re doing is making her clench down on me so tight, I might not make it too much longer,” Elias groaned.
Lane just chuckled as he continued his work, driving me wild with all the sensations assaulting my body in the best way. Elias’s hold on my hips tightened as he indeed only managed to last a few minutes longer before he was shooting off in my ass.
“Goddamn, woman, you’re wringing me dry,” Elias rasped, his lips brushing along my skin, making me squirm.
“Step aside and let someone else who can handle her take a shot,” Rath ordered.
Elias chuckled. “Alright, elf, let’s see what you got. I’ll tell you right now, it’s almost like she’s in heat the way she’s responding.”
I knew I wasn’t, but he was right in the fact that I was desperate for more and happy to allow any of my mates quality time if they wanted it.
Rath gripped my hair, pulling it away from my neck, and yanked it to the side so he could nibble on it.
My breath came in quick pants as he slammed into me, shoving me deeper onto Lane’s cock. “Oh, God, yes,” I cried out.
The feel of Rath’s cock changed to feel far more ribbed than it had ever before. I knew my elf had magical tricks up his sleeve and whatever he was doing was fucking amazing. Every counterstroke to Lane’s movement rippled through my body as I could feel every ridge and dip of his rock-hard dick.
“You like that, nin mel? Didn’t you say you wanted to get fucked hard? Well, does this feel hard enough for you?” Rath taunted as he worked his hips in and out of me with ruthless abandon.
“Yes, yes, this is everything that I needed,” I praised, shoving against them to manage as much as I could.
Lane started to shorten his strokes as his knot swelled. “Whatever you did, I hope it doesn’t do any damage as I fill her perfect pussy up with my knot.”
“Oh, she’ll be able to take it just fine,” Rath whispered in my ear.
That comment right there sent me hurtling over the edge of an orgasm, which they both fucked me through.
I had no idea what I was saying as my mind went blank with pleasure, eyes rolling into the back of my head.
Lane’s knot swelled, locking me to him, but that didn’t stop him from using his knot to rub my sensitive channel against the texture of Rath’s cock.
Within seconds another climax slammed into me, making it impossible for me to control my body, and I slumped limply in their arms.
I whimpered as they let their hands caress my skin and kissed any flesh they could get their lips on. Once I stopped twitching at every move, Rath slowly pulled out, his dick back to normal, leaning me wrapped around Lane like an anaconda. He carried me over to the couch and we lay there together.
“Now, I want you to take a nap,” Lane instructed, kissing me deeply. “We have three hours before you need to get ready, so close your eyes and rest.”
“Yes, alpha,” I sighed, lulled by his purr into the rest they all so desperately wanted me to have.
Dressed like the queen I was, I looked out the window of the limo as we drove to the gala.
We ended up later than planned, but it didn’t affect anything other than having less time to force myself to chat and mingle with people I hated and would soon see dead.
Here I was the dichotomy of natures, an elf who was a trained ruthless assassin, yet also the tender-hearted omega who could feel every emotion known to man.
Somehow, though, they blended to become a perfect balance of light and dark, yin and yang, working in harmony to create the only person who could actually pull this mission off.
As the limo stopped, we did the same routine as we did for Zander’s party, leaving me for last. My golden dress sparkled like the sun as the flash from all the reports glinted off it. This was never something I would have chosen, but It fit in a way I hadn’t expected.
The dress was actually three parts, a corset and a full ball gown skirt with pants underneath. It was meant so when I wanted to dance, or after all the pictures were taken, I could drop the hundred pounds of tool that made up the dress.
People were screaming my name, begging me to answer questions, but I simply waved and smiled.
This wasn’t the time or the place for me to indulge their need for gossip.
I had Zander on one side and Rath on the other, walking me down the path to the entrance.
Three of my mates went ahead and the other three behind to ensure I wasn’t in any danger.
The crown on my head felt ridiculous, but everyone agreed that in the human world, they would expect me to be wearing one if I was a queen.
When we made it to the entrance, they had me bypass the metal detector since my dress was covered in rhinestones attached with metal and was haphazardly patted down by a woman.
It was hilarious to me that this was happening since the scariest people in the world were all going to be here drinking champagne and dancing the night away.
Once cleared, I rejoined my men, and we were escorted into the ballroom set up in an old historic building in downtown Washington D.C.
“Any trouble?” Rath asked as he took my hand once more.
“Not at all,” I murmured, a slight smile resting on my lips as we entered the area filled with tables that had place cards on them.
We found our table up near the front, and since there were nine of us, we had the table to ourselves.
I set my purse down and removed the gloves I’d worn in for pictures.
Now we just needed to mingle and wait for the speeches to start at nine.
It was so much easier to kill people when they were seated and watching someone blather on about how our worlds are united and we keep the world from turning on each other.
A load of utter bullshit is what it was.
“Queen Finley,” a gentleman greeted, coming over to me. “Allow me to introduce myself. I’m Edward Crain.”
“Senator, it’s an honor to meet you,” I addressed him, taking his offered hand. I assumed he was going to shake it, but instead, he kissed the back of it. I could feel my mates tensing, not at all appreciating this warlock touching me.
As if he could sense his mistake, he released my hand and took a half step back. “I do apologize. I forget that shifters are more sensitive to touch from others when it comes to their mates.”