“Fuuuuuck,” Court grunts as we burst from my building and find Grieves already waiting next to the car, shirt half unbuttoned and blond hair wild around his shoulders. He looks sexy as hell. And another waft of my perfume hits the air.
My pack growls.
“Get her in the fucking car,” Thayer grits out and a second later Court’s all but throwing me into the back seat of the vehicle,laying me down instead of letting me sit up. He comes in on top of me, my thighs bracketing his hips.
“Not gonna make it to the airplane,” Court growls. “Need inside you, Pix.”
“I need that too,” I tell him, grinding up into him. The way I’m feeling is actually wild. Like I might die if he’s not inside me in the next few seconds.
I have the very brief thought that maybe I’m in a heat spike? But surely if that were the case I’d feel hot with fever and Court would recognize it.
Maybe it’s just the bonds driving us together. Maybe it’s that we’re finally together with nothing between us. That it’s okay for us to express our love physically.
With a low growl, Court reaches for the crotch of my leggings and rips it out, a second later he’s thrusting into me, filling me up. We both moan.
I come three times before we even make it to the airstrip and it is glorious.
Episode 35: No Place Like Home
Piers
“This has been the longest day,” Ren says, nuzzling into me with a yawn.
It's been longer than a day, but I know what she means. Forty-eight hours ago we were getting ready for the ballet, then someone shot at our omega, we bonded, Haven went into labor, and now we’re here, back in America, in Granton, in the hospital, waiting to meet the new little life.
She slept on the plane—between bouts of fucking—but I know her energy is flagging. Bonding takes a lot out of a person, and she bonded five of us at the same time.
Granted, my bite didn’t actually do anything, but we can feel each other through the pack bond, and she’s still navigating my emotions along with everyone else's. I smooth her hair away from her neck, revealing the half-moon wound from my teeth. While the rest of the pack’s bites are nearly healed into pale scars, mine is still red and raw. My heart swells at the sight of it, even as a trickle of concern filters in.
Maybe we should have someone look at it while we’re here. Make sure it doesn’t get infected. As much as I love seeing my bite on Ren’s skin, I would never forgive myself if she got sick from it.
We didn’t even put any antiseptic cream on it before we rushed here.
“It’s fine,” Ren mutters around a yawn. “I can feel your worry, dimples. And I promise you it’s fine. Stings a little, but I don’t feel feverish or anything.”
I hum and tug her closer. “Let me know if that changes, yeah?”
“I will.” Another yawn cracks her jaw.
“Maybe we should go to the house,” Court suggests, not for the first time.
“No.”
“One of the Calloways will let us know when the baby comes, killer.”
“No.”
“Cor mea-”
Ren’s stubborn determination pulses in my chest as she straightens away from me and glares at our alphas with eyes hung with dark halfmoons. “No, stop. I promised Haven I would be here. She’s been in labor for thirteen hours, Sythe. Thirteen freaking hours. I can handle sitting in the waiting room even if I am tired. It's nothing to what she’s going through right now. Nothing. When she asks for me, I want to be at her side in seconds. Not minutes. Not hours. Seconds.”
“Shh,” Grieves murmurs from her other side, his purr rumbling out of him as he pulls her into his chest. “No one is going to force you to leave, bubbles. We just want to know you’re comfortable.”
“Well, I am,” she says stubbornly. When all of us just look at her she shifts. “Okay, well, not likesupercomfortable, but I’m okay.”
Thayer leans forward and presses a bag of chips into her hand. Not the healthiest option for our omega, but I know the cafeteria’s closed, so pickings are slim, so I can’t really blame him for what’s available in the vending machines. Still I itch to get Ren somewhere with a bed and a kitchen and real food. Somewhere where the only seats aren’t hard plastic. She needs something so much more than this.
But we all know she’s not going to budge.
