Chapter 28 Casey
Casey
I stare at them from the safety of the doorway, watching the way they talk and move around each other, almost subconsciously.
It’s different from the nervous, aggressive energy of my home pack.
This is slinky, almost sexy, comfortable.
Where one moves, another steps to fill the gap or shift out of the way. It's impressive.
What is their pack like?
What other worlds exist out there?
Are people like me able to live in those worlds without chains?
Riot catches me staring and winks. I shake my head, even as heat burns my cheeks. They always catch me out staring at them.
“Good morning. What poor fool am I dating today?”
They all stop moving.
“We thought maybe a couple of days off, you know, have a break.” Khaos speaks absentmindedly with a piece of toast in his mouth.
I cock my head to the side, trying to ignore the way my damn heart flutters like a bird. “That’s counterproductive.”
“No, what’s counterproductive is all this negative exposure you’re getting. It won’t be a terrible idea to vet these men a little harder,” Khaos says without turning around.
I lick my lips and consider my options, while I try to slow my racing heart and the strange warmth in my chest.
“Okay, but no more than two days,” I say slowly.
“There’s a moron out the front, too, by the way. The only reason he isn’t dead is because he swore up and down that you were friends,” Hazard says flatly from behind me. “I don’t like him, Casey.”
“I don’t have friends,” I mutter, and the wolves go on alert.
Any appetite I had for the food they are cooking vanishes.
“Right. Thanks.”
The walk to my front door feels like it takes forever, and when I push the door open, praying I’m wrong but knowing already I’m not, I see Liam.
He’s the last person I would have expected to be here.
He lifts his head, his blonde hair falling over his forehead. He stands up in a rush and reaches for my shoulders. I step back out of his reach.
“What do you want?”
“I just…I heard what’s happening, and I had to come up here and be sure. There’s no way you’re an omega wolf. I just…no.”
I sniff and look away from him, hurt all over again by his refusal to accept me. “I am.”
“But…you’ve never shifted.”
I bark a laugh. “I never shifted in front of the pack. Liam. I’m just not stupid, and, apparently, my survival instincts go deeper than even I know.”
“But…we could have…I…you and I, we could have mated, we could have been pack, been happy.”
I press my lips together and step away from his reaching hand. “Liam, I think who you are came out loud and clear. I wouldn’t have been happy living a life with someone like you.”
“You don’t mean that. We were best friends.”
“Friends don’t abandon their friends. Friends don’t set their friends up time and again to be humiliated and abused by the pack. And friends don’t sit back and watch while their friends rape their-” I cut my words short, staring at the screen door.
Dumb. So dumb. I should not have said that.
“Liam, you need to leave now. Right now,” I hiss under my breath urgently.
“Too late,” Hazard snarls in a feral tone and flies through my screen door, changing in mid-air and barrelling into Liam.
I fling myself forward, tackling Hazard on his second lunge. We collide mid-air, and I roll with him to the side.
Hazard struggles in my arms, clawing the dirt and dragging me easily after Liam, who is scampering backwards.
“Hazard! Stop, please! It was a long time ago!” But he’s possessed; he doesn’t hear me. I scream out for help and see Wrath and Riot appear. They immediately get hold of Hazard and pin him to the ground.
“What the fuck!” Liam shouts. He gets to his feet and takes three more startled steps back when Hazard manages to move all three of us.
“Leave, Liam!” I order coldly.
“He’s feral!” Liam shouts at me.
“No, he’s not. But he’s mine, and I’ll protect him.” I leave ‘the way you didn’t protect me’ unsaid.
Liam blanches and looks around. “The pack isn’t going to sit back and be okay with this.”
“Get lost!” Riot roars.
Liam loses even more colour and climbs into his truck. We sit tense in the yard until he’s gone, and only then do Riot and Wrath roll off Hazard.
He turns, snapping violently, his teeth closing on air just in front of Riot’s face. To his credit, Riot doesn’t even flinch.
I look at the house and see Khaos and Angel standing there.
“You could have helped.”
Khaos stands up straight. “I agree; we could have helped kill him. Next time he comes here, he will die.”
I gape at the arrogant alpha.
Angel simply trembles, his eyes burning into my very soul.
“I heard what you said,” Khaos says calmly. “Both comments. And just so you know, as we are yours, you are ours, and we will protect you.”
Something goes between the five of them, something I don’t understand. I turn, taking them all in, the steady glares they are all sending me. The shimmers in the air that get brighter as our bond deepens.
Hazard transforms and takes me in his arms, picking me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and stare down at him.
“They hurt you.”
My concern melts away. “They’ve been hurting me since my mother died. I got away. It’s in the past.”
Hazard growls, and there’s so much pain and helplessness in his eyes. I glance behind us at Angel, who is staring at his twin with his own agony and helplessness. It would be hard to watch the people you love be hurt over and over, unable to fix it.
“Hazard,” I pause, knowing I’m going to be giving a whole lot of the wrong signals but needing to do something to ease the pain in his eyes. “Do you want to take care of me today?”
His eyes flare wide, but his hands on my ass grip me harder, and I know I’ve made the right decision.
He carries me into the house and sets me on the kitchen bench while he starts shuffling around the kitchen. The others have disappeared, but Angel hangs in the doorway.
“Angel, I’m going to have to strongly suggest you pick the movie,” I say quietly.
Hazard looks up, and, again, a silent conversation I’m not part of happens, and they come to some kind of agreement, and the tension fades.
Angel picks me up and deposits me on the couch in the living room. He curls up next to me on one side and then covers me with multiple blankets until I’m basically a blanket burrito. He sits back, content, and flicks through my movies until he finds one and puts it on pause.
Hazard comes in with a huge bowl and a massive smile. I expect him to sit next to me, but he straddles my blanketed self and picks up the spoon.
“Open.”
“What is it?”
“Open,” he growls.
I obediently open my mouth while trying to deliver my best glare. My eyes shoot wide. Holy crap, that’s cookie dough. I swallow and open my mouth again.
I squirm happily as I eat and let out a moan. When was the last time I ate cookie dough?
Hazard feeds me three more spoonfuls and then sets the bowl down and leans closer.
His mouth is right in front of mine. I want it, his kiss.
I want a taste. He inches closer, and, finally, his lips press against mine, but only enough to press, tease, and dance away.
He continues this chase and retreat until I’m squirming for a whole other reason.
Then he sits beside me and gives Angel a nod. The movie starts, but I’m too busy watching the twins.
After ten minutes, Hazard moves under the blanket, shifting me until I’m sitting on Angel’s lap.
He reaches into the bowl of cookie dough and comes out with a handful. “Take her dress off, Angel.”
I am really, really grateful to Riot for buying these dresses right now. They are easy to take on and off, and yes, naked, sounds like a great idea.
Angel’s claws slide straight through the dress. I let out a squeak. My bra vanishes just as quickly until I’m sitting in a pink thong. Angel slides me off his lap, back into my spot, as Hazard paints my breasts with cookie dough.
I groan at the look in their eyes as they both watch his hands. But the feel of his hot fingers are rougher than I expected, or maybe I’m just so sensitive. My nipples turn hard, aching and sending pleasure dancing down nerves I didn’t know existed with every brush of his hand.
“Hungry?” Hazard asks Angel.
My eyes widen, but I have no other time to think, or speak, or anything because two mouths descend on my breasts, licking and sucking.
Angel is the aggressor, sucking hard enough that I have to cling to him.
Hazard licks and flicks his tongue lightly, slowly removing the sugar mix from my skin in teasing, heat-spiraling touches.
The movie is forgotten, Liam is forgotten; all I can do is arch my back, moaning as I soak through the thong, lilac and slick filling the air as my natural perfume comes through.
But again, by some unvoiced decision, they both take my nipples into their mouths and suck hard.
I scream, almost coming off the couch. Teeth scrape over the sensitive flesh, and my body coils tighter.
I writhe against them, almost weeping, my fingernails biting into their shoulders, but they are relentless.
I feel fingers slide between my legs and widen them. Angel growls, and I think it’s him that plunges three fingers into me. I gasp and stiffen, grabbing them harder, digging nails in, trying to hold on as my orgasm slams into me.
They continue licking as I come down, and then Angel pulls his fingers free and sucks my essence off his digits. I watch him, staring as another coil of arousal flares to life again.
“That’s one,” Hazard whispers into my ear.
He sounds completely fucked up; I love it. Wait, what did he say? I jerk my head towards Hazard and stare at him. “One?”
“Mmm. One. Now, let’s enjoy the movie.”
I look from one to the other, but they both just tuck the blanket over me and sit back like they are totally committed to the movie.
I don’t even know what we’re watching, but I can’t sit still. Hazard finally sighs and drops off the couch. Forcing my legs wide.
“Baby, do you need tending?”
“I’m not a cow,” I bark back at him.
He smiles and leans forward to blow on my exposed pussy. “No, but you do need looking after.”
I gasp as he snaps the thong and sends it across the room.
“Ah, baby, this is so damn pretty.” He pulls out his phone and snaps a photo. “For later,” he says with a wicked smirk.
His fingers press my thighs wide open. They are hot and rough, and his hand is so big. But he’s gentle, and there’s no pain. I’m not scared; I trust him.
I scowl, but he leans forward and licks, a long, slow taste. Holy crap. His tongue is like a lightning rod of pleasure.
“Please.”
“Don’t beg me, baby, because I’m going to give you everything. You just tell me what you need and trust that I will take care of you.”
My breath catches at the sincerity in his eyes. “More,” I whisper.
“Okay, baby. I got you.” He moves his face closer, ghosting his lips across the inside of my thighs before sliding his tongue between my folds and circling my clit.
I gasp, my body clenching. “Angel!”
He chuckles darkly and leans over me. I feel Hazard’s pleased hum on my clit and jerk my hips up, grinding against his face.
“Kiss me.”
He slams our mouths together; our teeth clash; I taste blood. I don’t even care. The complete contrast between Angel and Hazard is destroying my ability to anchor myself. My body is going insane. I rock against Hazard’s face.
“That’s it, ride his face. He likes a woman who takes what she wants.” Angel licks a path over my neck. “Me, I like restraints. Tie you up, hold you down while I take what I want.”
I moan, picturing myself tied and spread for their pleasure.
Hazard growls into my pussy and thrusts his tongue deep inside me. “So sweet. So wet, baby, I’m going to be down here all day.”
I whimper as Angel pinches my nipple, holding it for a second before he lets it go.
Angel straddles me and grinds his pelvis into my chest. “I could rut on you or fuck these tits. Or that gorgeous mouth of yours. Fuck you till you gag, until your tears and my cum are so mixed together you can’t tell what’s what, and then I’ll wipe it all up and feed it to you.”
I whimper, arching my back.
He palms my breasts, squeezing hard.
“Hazard’s worked hard, hasn’t he?”
When I don’t respond straight away, he slaps my breast. I whimper and focus on him.
“Are you going to reward Hazard?”
I nod. Unsure what he wants.
“Then come on his tongue,” Angel says, standing up and reaching for his belt and opening it, I open my mouth obediently as he pushes his cock into me. He fucks my face, pushing his cock deep into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat.
Tears squeeze from my eyes, and I gag as he pushes in and out, harder and faster.
Hazard sucks hard on my clit, and I shout, choking on the sound as Angel’s cock slides deep into my throat.
He groans and thrusts faster, out of control, and then pulls back, grabs his cock, and comes all over my chest.
Seeing him do that, feeling him do that, and then having Hazard suck harder, grazing his teeth on my clit, sends me over the edge. I hang on to his hair, pulling him into me, while my thighs quiver.
Hazard crawls up between my legs and sees the mess Angel’s made on my chest and purrs happily.
Angel drops to his knees, still straddling me, and massages his cum into my breasts. I don’t have words. I just watch him, watch Hazard happily licking his fingers and lips, both satisfied. And feel another stir in my lower belly, a tugging.
I close my eyes for a moment, and when I open them, I bare my teeth.
“More.”
Hazard leans in, smiling. “That’s two.”