“Go now,” she says, slowly releasing me. “They're here with you.”
The loss of her is painful but warm hands and bodies appear from nowhere and everywhere to fill the void. My eyes close as their touch becomes everything. I can feel the heat of their palms and the strength of their fingers as they move over me. My body becomes heavy and restless and the sounds of this ethereal night fade away into sweet breaths and soft sighs.
Heat pools and I groan into it. I have never felt anything like this. My heats are nothing like this. The dream is taking me somewhere I've never been but it feels so familiar. I tilt my head back, trying to make my eyes focus on the person touching me, holding me, but it's unclear. It's like trying to look at someone through heat waves and focus on their face through steam, but it doesn't matter in this dream. The hands sliding across my skin are my lifeline and I arch into their touch. All that matters is that I am safe and wanted and free.
A thick thigh shifts between my own, pressing against my core and I gasp awake, the dream dissipating into the darkness of the room. Drew's scent assaults me before my eyes even open, but that's not what makes my pulse hammer against the confines of my veins.
"What are you doing?"
Drew hums against the side of my neck, making me break out in real goosebumps. "You were making some nice little sounds in your sleep. I'd be a terrible bed partner if I ignored them."
I wish he had. I don't know what nice little sounds I was making, but Drew's fingers teasing along the elastic waist of my shorts lets me know really quickly that I'm not prepared for anything he's hinting at.
"Don't. I'm awake now. It's just because my heat is coming and you're so close. I'm fine."
“I remember how close your heat is,” he purrs, his breath skating across my skin again. "You smell nice, too. What were you dreaming about?"
"I don't remember," I lie. "Just go back to sleep.”
He dips his fingertip under the waistband and pulls it away from my body just enough for me to feel the space between the fabric and my skin. "I couldn't possibly. I'm entirely too interested."
Oh Goddess. It's bad enough that I was, in fact, just dreaming about someone touching and doing delicious things to me; but I'm going to burst into flames if he keeps rasping words against my neck. And I refuse to process his fingers sliding idly back and forth under the stretched elastic. "You could possibly." I tug at his wrist. "I'm sorry I woke you up. Just go back to sleep. Or go back to your room."
He laughs at me.Laughs."Oh, Genie. I'm not going anywhere and I'm definitely not going to roll over and go back to sleep. You smell like sex and need. Even if I was willing to leave you in this state, my wolf would never let me sleep. He's pacing inside me, just waiting for more of you." He plucks the elastic, snapping it against my belly. "How much are we going to give him…" he trails off, moving his touch down to my knee and letting it creep up the inside of my thigh.
The warmth of his hand seers me through the material and the heat makes me throb with want. I want him to touch me.Desperately. Even if it's self destructive. But if he does it, I'll be lost. I'll always crave it and nothing else will ever ease this ache again. "Please, Drew. Go back to sleep. I won't make any more noises."
"Keep begging me, baby," he growls, gently nipping my shoulder. "I like it." Then he presses his palm against my moundand my hips involuntarily thrust up off the mattress, causing me to gasp at the sudden and unintentional friction.
He lets out another rough chuckle, and I do the only thing I can think of that might stop this from going any further. "Parker!"
Drew lifts his head from my neck and smirks down at me. "If you think he's going to stop me from touching you, you're sadly mistaken."
"But…"
Parker stopped Drew from claiming me back then, he's perfectly capable of stopping him now.
His smirk deepens. "He might not like it, or you, very much but he loves our pack, and he loves me enough to make sure I get what I need. And right now, what I need is you begging me to make you cum. I want it dripping off my fingers, Genie."
Drew is still staring down into my eyes when a rumpled Parker stumbles into the room. "Fuckingwhat?”he snarls, then abruptly stops to take in the scene, his nostrils flaring. "Oh."
Drew kisses my shoulder. "Genie thinks you'll save her from me."
Parker's shoulders sink with a long suffering sigh, then he walks across the floor and drops into the bed on the other side of me. "I'm not saving you from anything." He turns onto his side to face me, propping up on his elbow, and gives Parker a lingering look. "I already told you, you've got me. I'm here and we're fixing this shit. If you need this, I'll help you take it."
Drew looks back into my eyes, almost like he's searching for something. "I don't have to take it. She'll give it to me. But she did think you would stand in the way of it."
"I just thought…"
Drew hushes me. "Shhh, baby. I know what you thought. You're just wrong, that's all. You didn't know that Parker and Ihave made a few decisions about you and me and us and this situation."
I gasp when he rubs his palm against me again. "What decisions?" He can't make any decisions about me, and he can't keep touching me with Parker laying right next to us. Watching. That's so much worse. Just the thought of someone watching Drew move his hand between my legs makes me pulse violently, but Parker being the one to watch turns the pulsing throb into a hot ache.
"Just that you're my mate and that fact isn't changing, regardless of the idiocy I've put us through. That certain responsibilities and obligations come with having a mate. That you being my mate doesn't change my love and need for him. And that he's going to be welcome wherever I am, in whatever bed I sleep in, just like you are."
Drew doesn't look at me while he discloses the decisions he and Parker have made without me. Parker doesn't look at me, either. I feel like I'm intruding on something way bigger than a discussion about where Drew can put his hands.
I start to wriggle from between them, but Parker puts a hand on my shoulder and firmly pushes me back onto the bed. "If you so much as attempt to leave this bed again, Genie, I will fuck you myself and he can watch me do it."
