“You better come. It’s what a good girl would do. And you want to be thebestgirl for me, don’t you?”
When I tighten my grip, those blue eyes roll back. Silent, yet forceful, she relinquishes a barely hushed scream, muscles twitching, clamping down on me. That’s when Iease up. Her pussy pulls everything I have deep inside her. Caressing me in erratic pulses.
She falls back against my shoulder, taking deep, raspy breaths. “Oh…gods.”
I press tiny kisses along her back, her shoulder, and up to her ear. “You weresogood, baby. You did so well. You feel stretched inside?”
“Mmmmm,” is all she manages to moan, eyes closed. Body loose and pliable.
Out of breath, I glance around, but no one really pays us much attention. Except for one…
As the thick crowd cheers, loud and unrestrained, Oz takes the opportunity to spin around, raising his eyebrows as he dips a look underneath the table. Where I’m still inside my wife. He laughs, points to us, and then gives a personal round of applause.
Scout’s still slumped against me, eyes heavy, body gone soft. And I?
Give a warm smirk of pride.
But I’m not planning to tell her we just got busted.
thirty-six
Amelia Joseph and Evie Lynx,twoSigma Lambda Psisisters, sip coffee in silence. For once.
Amelia and I have been friends since childhood, along with Olivia. But she always marched to the beat of her own drum. Like Evie. So she choseSigma, even though we thought she’d joinOmegawith us.
I feel more distant from her. But she’s the one who chose not to be close anymore. We haven’t been these last several months. I don’t like it, but I need her here today. Olivia couldn’t make it.
“Are you okay? Is it bad news?” Amelia asks, fixing the one wayward strand of blonde hair. “It seemed serious, and you’ve got me nervous.”
“Younervous? Hell,I’mnervous, and I never get nervous, Miss Scouts-a-lot. You haveruinedmy smooth mood this morning.”
“You weren’tsmooththis morning. You told me you?—”
“Ta-ta-ta…” Evie snaps, shoving a finger over Amelia’s mouth. I almost ask what their secret is, but Evie just nods at me. “Let Scout tell us before we drag her into some unnecessary nonsense.”
Amelia’s cheeks grow pink. I don’t know if it’s from anger or embarrassment. “Sorry for interrupting. Continue, Scout.”
“Everything was fine at the hospital. I’m healed up.” I hold up my arm to show off my new stitches, but clear my throat. Loudly, or as loudly as I can without drawingtoo muchattention, I explain why I invited them. “I called you here for something else… I’m pregnant.”
Amelia’s blue eyes brighten.
And Evie’s grow wide with horror.
Amelia squeals in delight, screams, drops her mug until tea seeps into the rug, then rushes to me with a giant hug. “Congratulations! Although, dare I admit that I’m super jealous.Pregnant. Ugh…” Her hand grazes my belly. “What is it? Boy? Girl?”
“Human,” I sneer.
Evie snorts a laugh. “Whelp. Le sigh. Your life is now over. Wait… Unless youplannedto trap that beast of a man you’re with. Is it the piercing? Because lots of guys have piercings, and you don’t have to get knocked up for them.” She seems to reconsider something deep, tapping a long, black-painted fingernail against her chin. “Though…if youwantedto trap him to be faithful. Oh. Scoutie? This may be the most brilliant idea you’ve had yet.” Smirking, she points at my face. “I like you.”
“I’m nottrappinghim. We’remarried.”
“Pfft! That means nothing in this society. Just a piece of paper, Scoutie.Notdevotion.” Evie’s not wrong. But I pursemy lips to protest. To tell them both how honest and good and loyal Apollo has been.
Amelia grabs my hand and leads us all to the living room to perch on the sofa, getting more comfortable. “Can I plan everything? Shower, nursery, names— Oh my god, Scout?—”
Baby-obsessed Amelia… That was one reason that she stopped hanging out with me. All she’d talk about was becoming a mother. To the point, I thought she may be already secretly pregnant. Or appointed. But she hasn’t confessed anything openly to me.
Evie still beams like I’ve pulled a fast one on the male species. And is taking notes.
