Chapter Forty-Two #2
“I used to think it was, but I don’t anymore,” I admitted softly. Dusty could be a very good thing for me, if I let him.
So could this pack. This life.
“We need more drinks,” she announced.
We walked into the kitchen, and people were doing body shots off models. Hale was watching.
“Want to do one, Cowboy?” someone asked him.
Fiona marched over to him. “The only omega you do body shots off of is me.”
“I wouldn’t dare, Puddin’. May I?” He picked her up and put her on the counter.
Someone handed him a shot glass, and he put it between her cleavage.
“Shot, shot, shot, shot,” everyone chanted.
With practiced ease, he leaned over and took the shot. The kitchen cheered.
“Perfect.” Grabbing him by the shirt, Fiona kissed him.
An alpha eyed me. “Can I do body shots off of you?”
“Do you like body bags?” I gave him a look and helped myself to another beer from the big galvanized bucket.
I grabbed one for Dusty and went back out to the living room.
“Here. I brought you a beer.” I handed it to him as the music played. Carlos was with him.
Dusty beamed. “Thank you. It’s almost midnight, do I get a kiss?”
I pretended to think for a moment. “I suppose.”
Fiona joined us along with Hale. “I want all the kisses.”
“Your wish is my command.” Carlos gave her one of those silly bows.
“I can’t wait to give you a New Year’s kiss,” Hale added to both of them.
Dimitri and a few other people, including his sister, were coming around with champagne.
Dusty and I took our glasses.
“We should send my brother a picture,” I said.
The two of us took a selfie with the champagne and I sent it to him. He didn’t answer, but he was asleep.
A timer went off and the music changed to something that said New Year’s Countdown started counting back, everyone joining in.
Five, four, three, two, one, Happy New Year!
Before either of the boys could grab her, I took Fiona and kissed her. “Happy New Year, Mo Stóirín.”
“My turn.” Dusty pulled me to him and kissed me. His lips tasted of champagne as I got more happiness through the bond.
Fiona giggled as her guys picked her up and spun her around, nearly hitting somebody with her feet in the process.
I couldn’t help but laugh and Dusty put his arms around me.
“Where’s Lucky?” Carlos ran over to Verity’s large hockey players and danced around with a ball of air, Hale joining him
Lucky was interesting, but there were worse hobbies.
Carlos returned and planted a big kiss on Dusty’s cheek. “I have to give my not-husband a kiss, too.”
“Not-husband?” Dusty’s hand went to his heart. “I love it, I think we need T-shirts.”
Those two. I shook my head and tried not to laugh.
“That’s what the group chat named you. I think we need nicknames on our pack shirts. But I don’t know what everyone’s nicknames should be, I’ll have to think about that,” he replied.
We were getting pack shirts? That shouldn’t surprise me. Yes, this was my pack. Happy New Year’s to us.
“That was delicious, thank you,” I replied as we ate in the dining room. We’d all been hungry after the party, so Hale made pancakes.
Hale frowned at the leftover pancake on my plate. “I can make you something else if you don’t like pancakes.”
“It was really good. I'm just not very hungry.” I ate half of it, but my stomach felt a bit off. I hadn’t drunk much at Dimitri’s party. Maybe it was one of the spices in dinner. Perhaps I was getting a cold.
“I’ll finish it.” Dusty took the other half.
“Does anyone want to watch a movie or should we head to bed? We do have the game tomorrow, followed by the family brunch.” Carlos made moon-eyes at Fiona.
“Fiona is mine tonight, get your own.” I went over to Fiona, picked her up, and threw her over my shoulder.
She squealed in delight, feet kicking happily.
“You’re strong.” Hale nodded appreciatively.
“Good night, boys.” I waved and sent Dusty a little extra love, hoping he didn’t feel left out, or jealous.
“Have fun.” Dusty kissed my temple.
I carried her down the stairs and set her onto her feet. “Is that what you wanted?”
“Yes.” Fiona nodded.
We went to my room and I shut the door. I undressed her and myself, then put everything in the laundry basket.
“You smell like party.” Taking her hand, I led her into the shower and turned on the warm water. “I’d like to get my bathroom remodeled. I can cover it. I know what I want.”
“Sounds good. I think we should put a sauna down here, just a little one,” she added.
“That’s a good idea.” I held her to me as I remembered what Dusty said. “You should probably schedule a post-heat checkup if you haven’t already.”
“I already did. I haven’t gotten my period yet, it always takes a couple of days. Still, would it be so bad if I was pregnant?” She looked up at me as the water continued to rain down on us.
Fiona didn’t get her periods every month like I did, or at least like I should.
The birth control I took stopped my period completely, because they were very inconvenient for my profession.
Omegas got theirs a few days after their heat if they didn’t get pregnant.
She was on birth control, but given her suppressants didn’t work, we had to consider that might not work either.
“I mean an omega having a baby right after mating is a surprise to no one. Would you be okay if we started our family sooner rather than later?” Fiona continued.
“I’m fine with it. What about you? How would you feel about it? You’re the one who’d be carrying their spawn.” I grabbed the bodywash.
“Oh, I think it would be amazing. I really hope it’s triplets.” Her eyes sparkled.
Triplets? Hopefully not.
“If you’re pregnant, I think you should tell the guys that I knocked you up, because it’s funny.” I soaped her down.
“Absolutely and I’m fine if I’m not. It's not like I expected myself to go into heat and get a whole pack while on vacation. Honestly, the smart thing to do would be at least wait until after the application is accepted,” she replied as I rinsed her off.
“Should I attempt to knock you up now?” I gave her a kiss.
“I’d love that.” She batted her eyelashes at me.
We finished our shower and dried off. She lay down on the bed, hair spread over the pillow. I joined her and kissed her. Hopefully, we’d always be able to make time like this.
Her mouth captured mine as her leg wrapped around me. Heat followed between us as my hands ran up and down her body.
“You are so beautiful,” I murmured in between kisses. The marks on her body had faded, except for the silvery bite mark from Hale. Mine and Carlos’ were there, just not as obvious.
“You’re not so bad yourself. That dress you wore to dinner? I wanted to take you into a closet.” Fiona licked her lips suggestively.
I gasped as one of her hands found my clit.
“We don’t need a closet, we have a bed.” I rolled so she was on top of me so she could ride my thigh the way she liked as she got closer to her peak.
Delirious pleasure rolled over us as we continued to kiss and touch each other. Her hormones and arousal flooded the room, making me work even harder to love her, please her.
Make her shatter.
Fiona came apart in my arms, the love and pleasure so fierce through the bond that I came as well.
I stroked her hair and kissed her. “I love you, Mo Stóirín.”
Yes, tonight she was all mine. The guys could have her another day.