Chosen By the Pack

10

GRANT’S POV

Hmm, tonight was sure going to be interesting, wasn't it? The first time I'd been put on watch shift with Billie ever since we hooked up. Much less since she'd kissed all of us in turn, leaving us kind of speechless.

She said that I was easy to talk to, and I hoped that held up. I wanted to be easy for her to talk to so she might confess everything and really open up. It was driving me crazy not knowing exactly what was going on inside her head. It was a stress that couldn't be calmed down by any amount of meditation and Yoga, so I had to hope that talking would solve things. Listening to whatever the very beautiful Billie had to say.

I smiled at her across the house as the moon light filtered in, shining on her gorgeous silky skin. It took every ounce of strength I had not to just cross the floor and hold her in my arms, this time refusing to let her go.

None of the other guys had said anything yet, but I could sense that they were far from turned off by the idea of a harem with Billie. I did fear that Cody might react badly because of his history with Billie, but even he looked just as thrilled to the core. Perhaps I should have been the one to facilitate the conversation. Once Billie left the room, I should have opened up the floor, but I didn't. I guess because I was in shock.

But anyway, there was nothing I could do about that now. I needed to be focused for my shift, watching the safe house with Billie.

"How's it going?" Billie asked me with a sweet smile, lighting up the whole room, as she handed me a coffee. "You ready for yet another late night?"

"Oh yeah, I'm ready for it." I was more alert than ever. Every time I was around Billie, I felt like I was tip toeing through lava. There was no place to be tired here.

"Good, because there's a weird atmosphere in the air."

"You think?" I peered outside, following her eye line. "I don't know..."

She shuddered evidently. "I can't explain what it is, but I can sense it."

I narrowed my eyes curiously at her. "Do you want me to take a run around? I'll see if I can smell anything. You know, just to be on the safe side."

She paused for a second, biting down on her bottom lip. But as she nodded, I knew this was a serious feeling. She was endlessly worried about whatever this feeling could mean.

"Okay. Hold this." I handed her my coffee mug. "I won't be long."

"Sorry, I know I'm a pain." She cringed. "I just want to be sure."

I rested my hand on her shoulder and stared into her eyes. "No, don't be sorry. That's what we're here for, after all. To keep you safe."

Before she could change her mind and demand I stay, all while leaving this horrible ice-cold gut feeling swirling around inside her, I left the house and shifted into my wolf form. Instantly, I could tell that there were no new smells surrounding the safe house, so that calmed me down a lot, but I still checked the perimeter. I wanted to make sure that I checked every bush, hedge and open space so I could go back to Billie with one hundred percent certainty that no one was coming for us. I wasn't sure where her gut feeling was coming from, but she didn't need to worry about the Russians––not tonight at least.

I actually hoped that the killers would just give up on Billie when they couldn't find her. Stark was doing his best to keep us up to date with the latest developments with the Project Hammond people, but so far, it didn't seem like anything was creeping up as yet. We were going to be here for a little while longer for sure.

But then that was probably for the best because we needed this time to work out what the hell was going on here between us all. If we had to leave now, it could all crumble and fall apart, and we would have no answers. Nothing had been discussed, nothing had been set in stone––we needed the time to figure things out.

Eventually, I headed back to the house with the good news that nothing was going on. Billie was standing at the door frame, biting on her thumb nail, anxiously waiting for me. She didn't smile right away, until I nodded, silently letting her know that I was okay, that it was okay. At that moment, she finally relaxed.

"Sorry, I know I'm being extra paranoid at the moment," she gushed as she handed me back my coffee. "I just keep getting this feeling that I can't hide out in this safe house forever, you know? I keep imagining those guys coming here and getting to me and Joey as well. I really don't like that."

As she shuddered, I slung my arm comfortingly around her shoulder. "You know Stark wouldn't let those guys come here. You know him better than that, right? And even if anyone does end up here, we will defend you to the end of time. You and Joey. You're our little family while we're here together. We will do anything to keep our family safe. You do not need to worry." I pulled back to look at her a little. "And you know, you wouldn't need to worry even if we weren't here, because you're so kick ass that you could take on the Russians by yourself."

"I might believe that if everyone else hadn't been killed."

She rested her head on my shoulder. For a while, we remained in that position in a comfortable silence, just admiring the stars around us. It very quickly started to feel like the right time to bring stuff up. I couldn't explain what gave me that feeling exactly, but I went with it.

"So, that kiss, huh? Or should I say those kisses?"

She turned to look at me with an adorable pinkness staining her cheeks. "Err, right, yes. Those kisses... yeah I... erm..." Clearly, she didn't know what to say.

"You know you don't have to feel embarrassed about talking to me, right?"

Billie caught my eyes and gave me a half, lop sided smile. "I know. I've always been able to speak freely with you. It just feels strange to discuss the other guys with you." She giggled awkwardly. "I know we kinda talked about my past with Cody before, but that seems different to this somehow. This is odd."

I tossed my head back and laughed. "Are you worried about jealousy? Because that's not going to be an issue here. Not with us."

"You don't ever feel jealous?" she asked curiously.

"Not really." I shrugged. "Maybe little spikes of that sensation every now and again, but never anything serious. We're polyamorous as a species, this is natural for us. Jealousy just doesn't come in to the middle of it."

Billie nodded slowly, accepting that easily. "Yeah, I know, I get that. I guess it's just me who's trying to get my head around the idea. And there are times where it feels normal to me as well, but there are also times where I don't know what to think."

I smiled, more to myself than to Billie. "Is that because you're worried about other people’s opinions? Or is it something else?"

She turned to look at me. "I don't know. That's not something I can be sure of. I guess I keep worrying about how you guys feel about it all."

"Well, like I said, we're all okay with it. You don’t need to worry about that." I pulled her back to me so she could rest on my shoulder once more and hopefully draw some comfort from me. "Don't think of us, think of you."

"What about Cody?" she practically whispered to me. "How has he taken it? Because I haven't had the opportunity to talk to him yet and I'm worried. Because we have this history, where it was only the pair of us."

I paused on this for a second, really thinking about this because I didn't want to give her any false information. "You know what, Cody seems fine about it, you know. I really think he is enjoying this as much as you."

Her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "Well, that's really something, isn't it?"

"Yeah... it is..." I drawled. "Do you mind me asking something?"

I was planning on asking Billie the burning question that had been fizzing through me for ages, that me and Phoenix had struggled to get an answer to, mostly because Billie had distracted us. But we still needed to know if my suspicions were correct. Just because I kept becoming increasingly convinced that Joey really was Cody's biological son, but for some reason, something stopped me in my tracks. I just couldn't ask it. I suppose because it wasn't really my place to push, to find out, and it also wasn't within my nature to try and seek out information that someone didn't want to give.

But she was looking at me expectantly now, so I had to ask something. "Why did you leave the military? Because I heard that you were one of the best at your job. Was it to cut off your relationship with Cody?"

She blushed a little harder. I wondered if this question was too much. "I don't know. Maybe." She shrugged helplessly. "I didn't think at the time he would want to commit, and I guess I was looking for something more serious. But since he's single and I haven't found anyone either, maybe I was wrong."

I couldn't help feeling relieved that they didn't stick together then, because it would have been so much harder to consider a harem with an already established relationship. It could have made the dynamic much more difficult.

Although I did wish the two of them hadn't had six years of pain.

"I really think there is still a lot between you," I reassured her, rubbing her arm comfortingly as I did. "I don't think the last six years has pushed him away from you. If you want something with him, the chance is still there, I'm sure of it."

"But what about..." She pointed to me, then to inside the house. I got what she meant, she wanted to know about the rest of us. "Everyone else?"

"You know we all like you as well, right?" I cocked a knowing eyebrow at her. "You know there is chemistry all around. Those kisses and everything else that has happened between you and the other guys... that must show how we feel about you."

Yeah, she didn't need to say anything out loud. It was pretty obvious to me a lot was going on under this roof, and I liked it. It excited me to sense that intense sexual chemistry around me all the time. It was a whole lot of fun.

Actually, thinking about it now had me all hot under the collar. I could feel my whole body lighting up with desire. Did Billie know that she had me hard as a damn rock? I angled myself towards her a little, trying to let her know what was going on with me. I wanted her to see that everything going on here was incredibly exciting.

"You are something else, you know that, right?" Billie murmured, almost under her breath as she locked eyes with me again. "I don't know what it is about you, but you always make everything feel so much better."

I loved that sensation, I wanted to be that for Billie. It honestly felt like the most natural thing in the world to dip my head down and press my lips to hers. Again, kissing Billie was electrifying. It was the best feeling in the world. Never had any woman ever made me feel this way before, and there was something truly addictive about it. It didn’t get lost on me that I was selfishly grateful that she wasn't only tied down to Cody.

Billie slid her butt back, pulling into the kitchen, and I went willingly with her. I didn't want to disconnect from her right now––not when things felt this phenomenal. As Billie lay herself back on the floor, I straddled her, climbing on top of her, and deepening the kiss. Oh God, the taste of her tongue was incredible, wasn't it? This was the exact reason I couldn't stop thinking about her.

My eager fingers couldn't resist slipping down her body, because they hungrily remembered what it was like to be inside of her, and wanted more of that. But this time, my lips followed. I kissed down her writhing body, loving the way that she moaned with delight as I grazed my lips over her. Some of her body was unfortunately covered with material, but the flushed areas of skin I got to kiss were electrifying.

Eventually, I found myself at her waist, at her hips. I sucked on small areas of her skin, leaving little pink marks behind as my fingers played with the waistband of her trousers, and eventually her panties––her sexy lacy panties that had my pulse racing with desire. Oh my God, I couldn't wait to feel more of her.

"Grant," she gasped as I clamped on to the lace with my teeth. "Oh my God, what are you doing to me, Grant? This feels so freaking good!"

I whipped her trousers down, dragging her panties down with my teeth. Thank goodness we were alone in the kitchen right now because much as I didn't mind sharing Billie with the other guys, this sight right now, her legs splayed wide open, was just for me.

Much as I wanted to connect with her core instantly, I forced myself to slow down. To be careful and to make the most of having Billie like this. Instead, I grabbed her left leg, and I popped her big toe into my mouth. Now I'd never been a foot guy before, but this was Billie, and I adored every single part of her. The taste of her foot, plus the obvious reaction she gave me, made this incredibly exciting.

I sucked and licked, twirling my tongue around her toe, loving the way she squirmed and writhed as I tickled her. I continued sucking, licking, and kissing up her super smooth legs, to her hyper sensitive thighs, and eventually to where I could inhale and breathe her in deeply. My God, she smelled delicious.

I plunged my fingers deep within her once more, relishing the familiar sensation, but this time, I edged my way upwards towards her core. My tongue needed her, I wanted to have all of her in my mouth, to send her wild with pleasure. I loved making her cum before, I hadn't been able to stop thinking of her screaming in burning hot bliss ever since that moment. I needed more, so much more.

I took her clit in my mouth and twirled my tongue around her, following my animal instincts. My wolf just knew exactly what Billie needed of me. I hooked one of her legs over my shoulder and pulled her even closer to me, needing to devour her entirely. Every time she shuddered, I pushed her back into place, making sure she couldn't pull away from this pleasure, even if it became too powerful for her. I wanted Billie to explore every inch of this feeling. This onslaught of bliss.

"Grant, oh... oh my God," she panted breathlessly as I stroked my tongue over her again and again. I started tracing patterns, writing letters, doing whatever I could to keep the endless waves of pleasure crashing through her body. Billie's pleasure was the only thing that was important to me right now. My thick, throbbing erection didn't even need to be touched to experience joy. This was all about her, and keeping Billie calling out my name over and over again like a prayer. I loved it when she did that. It was possibly the most addictive thing of all. "Grant, fuck, Grant, oh my..."

And then she lost it. The screams ricocheted through the whole house. In a home full of wolves, I wondered if everyone was about to come thundering down the stairs, wondering what they were listening to. But I hoped that their exceptional hearing would allow them to pick up the nuances and know that her screams were as a result of being pleasured.

"Come here," Billie finally gasped. "Come here, quick. I need you here now."

I didn't know what she was talking about, but it sounded urgent, so I did as she commanded. I wasn't expecting Billie to kiss me hard once more, while slipping her hand into my underwear, to hold me tight as she shivered through the post orgasmic bliss that clearly wasn't ready to loosen its grip on her. The feel of her grazing my cock, stroking my erection had my head spinning immediately. I knew it was only going to take a few pumps of her fist to tip me over the edge. Each thrust of her hand was already too much for me because this was the beautiful Billie, and also because it seemed like this had been a long time coming. The foreplay between us had been going on forever, every single time we locked eyes. I was so deep in the lust that it had never left my system. I might as well have had an erection ever since Stark sent us to this damn safe house, hell, since I first saw her at the gas station.

The intense desire seemed to come for me quickly. It flowed through me and erupted like a volcano, turning me into a guttural raw mess. I sunk in the mud, in the thick throes of desire. In that moment, I absolutely knew that this was exactly where I needed to be, in this woman's arms. Somehow, I was going to have to make her see that no matter what, this chemistry we shared, we all shared, could last forever if we gave it a chance. I felt like we all deserved this, a chance at a happy ever after at last.