Dom gave me a surprised look.It opened his face up, and together with those copper curls, it made him look younger than I thought he was, almost shy.Not that Dom was shy at all as far as I could tell.
“Is that right?I’ll never forget seeing you lying on your back out there in the woods, unconscious.I’m fucking glad you’re on your feet again, so excuse me while I celebrate that by pampering you every which way I please.Also, my car, my rules.”
“Wow, you’re so sensitive.”
“About my mate?Yep, you better believe I am.”He started the car.
He brushed his fingers through my hair before working the gear shift and reversing.It was casual, and while I hadn’t seen it coming, I oddly didn’t mind all that much.In fact, I sort of liked it.
The radio was tuned to something inoffensively pop.I thought back to driving out here, to wondering if listening to the radio was still a thing.At least for this one werewolf, it was.Who’d have thought?
The drive took us along a winding road through the woods.Creepy.And okay, a little pretty.But still mostly creepy.The trees were tall, and the road wasn’t really a road, more a dirt path that required a big car like this.The idea of living so far away from civilization that there wasn’t even a real road…wasn’t exactly comforting, but I could see the benefits of it for a bunch of alpha werewolves.
Dom wasn’t pushing conversation, and I was glad to have the quiet time to watch the lush greenery and think about…the email.
Earlier, I’d walked out of Linc’s office in a daze.Mostly, that had been because this time around, I’d actually started reading through some of the email fucking Steven had penned.
I hadn’t managed all of it, because…the things he’d said?Apparently, I’d been pushing for all the kink, and I’d been forcing Steven to attend regular swingers’ parties because it was the only way I got off.The nastier the humiliation was, he’d written, the better I liked it.
Reading all of that had made me want to be sick.
Linc had done a hell of a job as far as soothing me went.He’d permanently deleted the email from my account and blocked Steven from all devices in such a way that Linc himself would still be able to screen incoming communication without it bothering me.I hadn’t known you could do that, but I was all for never ever having to deal with Steven ever again.
After I’d taken all of that in, Linc had connected his PR person via Zoom.Naja had hair that was so perfectly coiffed it bordered on looking fake.I might’ve disliked her if she hadn’t also had a winning smile and an all-around charming personality.
Naja the PR witch had said she was happy to give me guidelines for a response to go out to all recipients of Steven’s email if I wanted to write one myself, or she’d compose one for me and let me look it over before she sent it.
With just a little encouragement from Linc, I’d taken option two.Naja seemed decidedly pleased about that.
“Your ex is a slug, and I hate slugs,” she’d told me in her pleasant, measured voice.
Linc’s next order of business had been the responses I’d gotten in reply to Steven’s email, just two of them from people I’d gone to college with, and both really just saying that we hadn’t spoken in years, and that they weren’t interested.
“You don’t have that many close friends, do you?”Linc had asked.
I’d shrugged and told him the truth.When Steven and I went out, it was with his friends a lot of the time.He’d never really liked my friends, hadn’t really meshed with them, and I could see why when the two I’d been closest with had told me they didn’t care for his company and didn’t like me being in a relationship with him either.
Linc had given me a long look before nodding.
Ten minutes later, I’d been on the kitchen floor, staring up at a naked werewolf.Clearly, my life had turned into a rapidly shifting mess, I was still nursing a slight headache and a bit of a sore throat, and werewolves existed.
Not to mention that teeny, tiny fact that three of them had decided I was their mate.The one sitting next to me and currently humming along to the radio had sucked me off last night.
With his mouth.On my cock.
His warm mouth, which came with an incredibly skilled tongue.
I glanced over, let my eyes wander from Dom’s face to his hands resting on the steering wheel.He had nice hands.A bit rough maybe, but he kept the nails clean and short, and the fingers were long, promising a strong grip.I felt a flush of excitement as I remembered last night, being in bed with the three of them.
Dom, still humming, turned his head and caught me staring.He didn’t say anything though, just grinned at me before turning back to watch the road again.
What I needed was to lock myself in a bathroom without Linc sneaking in there to wash my hair or dry me so I could process this new reality that had werewolves in it.Three hot ones thought I was their mate.One of them had already given me a blowjob, and it had been amazing, and stupid idiot that I was, I’d agreed to stay with them for another two and a half weeks.
What had I been thinking?With how I wasn’t even allowed to make myself some damn tea, I’d be completely unable to take care of myself after this vacation.Which was probably their evil plan.I also knew that being single after an ugly breakup was a good thing.I’d heard that somewhere.
Maybe I should just find out where the rental was, drive back to the city today, and do a staycation.A.k.a., go back to working from home like I did most days.By myself.With a bottle or three of wine in lieu of the hot werewolves.
As I idly considered that option, something occurred to me.“Shit.Steven has a key to my place.”
