“I love a good storm as long as I’m not out in it,” Emma said as she sipped her tea and eyed Abby speculatively. “So, which room did Damien put you in?”
“His,” Abby answered. Now that she thought about it that should tell her he wasn’t as opposed to having her near as he let on. There were any number of rooms he could have given her, but he hadn’t even suggested she stay anywhere but his room.
“He’s always been protective of you,” Ava said, a pleased look on her face. “He’s going to be doubly so now. All of them will be until they figure out what’s going on.”
“Yeah, and Noah’s been using that as an excuse to bang me twice as much,” Kim said with a roll of her eyes.
Susan snorted indelicately. “As if any one of them needed an excuse to fuck us whenever or wherever the urge struck.”
“And we love it.” Ava had been mated longer than either Susan or Kim, and she still responded to Gideon with as much lust and need as when they first met.
Abby was thinking she wasn’t above taking advantage of Damien’s over protectiveness and using this opportunity to experience what these women obviously had and loved. By the time Abby had polished off a plate of chicken and pasta in a delicious cream sauce she was much more comfortable around them and their various stages of undress, so much so that she felt overdressed simply because she was wearing panties and a bra under her knee length skirt and stretch knit top. By the time they joined the men in the ballroom turned great room, she barely blushed when their mate’s hands made free rein of their bodies as soon as they wrapped their arms around them.
Discussing the possible threats to their mates as well as other innocents had put them all on edge, revved up their need to reinforce the physical bond between them and their mates. It took all of Damien’s considerable willpower not to pull Abby onto his lap as Gideon, Noah, Beau and Ryan were doing with their mates, especially when he saw her eyes widen but not shy away from the public displays.
“Come sit down, sweetie,” Luc told her, patting the space next to him on the long, leather sectional where he was seated with Jon. “We’re happy to have you back under our roof, but not about what brought you here. Are you okay?”
Damien listened to her reassure Luc, Jon and Jacob that she was fine and was proud of the way she stoically dealt with the trauma of her first encounter with rogues. If he had anything to do with it, it would be her last scare by the unconscionable creatures. Trying to hide his reaction to her nearness and the distinct reservations he had about her sitting so close between the brothers, he rubbed his palm down his jean clad thigh in a worthless effort to alleviate the throbbing, erotic ache. They were all seated in a semicircle, the couples each on a wide chair, so when Ryan bent Susan’s shoulders back over his arm, lifted her breasts to his mouth and closed his lips around a taut nipple, his unobstructed view didn’t help ease his discomfort. Gideon had Ava seated with her back against his chest, her legs draped wide over his thighs, his fingers stroking her pretty pink pussy slowly as if he was savoring the feel of her as much as he would savor the pleasure of the taste of the finest cognac on his tongue. Noah had simply stripped Kim as soon as she entered the room and was caress
ing her ass as she sat curled sideways in his lap. Damien was glad Beau had already left with Emma. Between the three couples erotic play and having Abby so close, he wasn’t sure how much more temptation he could take and keep his distance.
When he saw Mason materialize in the wide doorway, he used his sudden appearance to excuse himself and went to have a word with him that was best done in private given the mood he was in. “Nice of you to show up after our meeting is over,” he greeted him sarcastically.
“Look,” Mason bit off, guilt making his tone sharper than intended. “I’m sorry. I had something I had to do that took me longer than I thought. Is Abby all right?”
Damien couldn’t deny the concern he heard in Mason’s apologetic tone and saw in his eyes. “She is now and I intend to keep her and all of our women that way and we’re going to need you one hundred percent to help.” He couldn’t help but worry about the strain showing on Mason’s face, the dark circles under his eyes, the pinched look around his mouth. “What’s going on, Mason? We’ve known each other more than three lifetimes, why can’t you talk to me?”
“I told you, it’s nothing,” he snapped back. “A little problem I need to work out is all. I’ll start pulling my weight on patrols, be there when you summon me. If that’s not good enough, maybe I should just step away from all of you.”
“Fuck that!” he exploded; his anger and concern making him lash out instead speaking rationally. “We’re family. We made a pact to stick together, fight together and support each other decades ago, not only for the need to keep our existence secret but to give each other the companionship we can’t cultivate with humans. Do you really want to face the endless days ahead alone?”
“No, that’s why I’m doing what I can to survive. I don’t expect you to understand…”
A soft cry drew both of their attention over to where the others were seated to see Ava’s hips jerking against Gideon’s hand, her face flushed as she writhed on his lap in orgasm. Mason’s mouth tightened even more and his hands clenched into fists, a bleak look coming over his face he couldn’t hide.
“Mason…”
“I don’t want to discuss this anymore, Damien,” he stated coldly.
Abby watched Damien leave, disappointment warring with anger at the way he had practically ignored her since she had joined them with the other women. Watching the way the other women’s mates greeted them, as if they had been parted for days instead of less than an hour, as if they couldn’t wait to get their hands on them, run their fingers over their bare flesh, their only thought to bring them pleasure, had been an eye opener, one she didn’t want to shut out. She now saw how they coped with the almost constant ache for each other, not allowing place or privacy to keep them from connecting and easing their need.
She looked up, startled, when Kim and Noah stood and approached her. Her startlement was nothing compared to her surprise when Kim asked, “Do you play?”
“Uh, play what?” She thought she knew, was pretty sure they wanted her to join them in a threesome, and while the idea had her pussy clenching in an automatic effort to contain a gush of moisture at the possibility, her first thought was for Damien and how he might take it.
“Kim likes touching other women, especially when I’m fucking her. Since Damien hasn’t claimed you and we saw the way you were watching all of us, we thought we’d welcome you among us in our own way,” Noah told her as he moved his hands up from where they were clasped loosely around Kim’s waist to cup her full breasts, his thumbs rasping over her turgid nipples.
Abby’s own nipples responded in kind, puckered tightly and ached to be touched the way Kim was being aroused. She had never considered being pleasured by a woman, never harbored any desire to experience a girl on girl encounter, but being so close to Damien again as well as in the sex charged atmosphere of the other couples, had her on edge for a much needed climax.
The loud voices of Damien and Mason arguing drew all of their attention and with a sigh of reluctance, Jacob rose, saying, “We better go see what’s up.”
Luc tugged on Abby’s hair as he rose with Jon. She looked up into his face and felt herself blushing crimson at the knowing glint in his brown eyes. “Go for it, sweetie. It just might shock Damien into pulling his head out of his ass.”
“Okay,” she quickly agreed before she could change her mind, her gaze shifting from Luc to Noah and Kim. “But, I’ve never…I mean, I don’t know what…”
Smiling, Kim dropped to her knees in front of her. “Relax, I’ll do it all.” Reaching up, she pulled Abby’s top over her head and made quick work of freeing her breasts by undoing the front hook on her bra.
“Oh, God,” Abby moaned when Kim’s soft mouth closed over her right nipple and suckled softly. The pull of her lips accompanied by the nip of her teeth worrying that tender bud sent shards of pleasure straight down to her pussy and had her aching to be filled. She wanted to close her eyes and savor the pleasure, bask in this new experience, but seeing Noah pull a tube of lubricant from his pocket and kneel behind Kim kept her eyes wide open and riveted on his actions.