Chapter 68 Attachement
“Ten more minutes,” Hale flicked his wristwatch.
“You'd think the pack would forgive their Alpha a little lateness.” Draki wedged his leg between mine and bent me over the bed. “Not forgetting, this is a treat for you anyway. I won’t be there to enjoy it.”
My eyes were on Hale, so I saw the second those midnight eyes brightened with new interest.
“Mm.” I swallowed, my attention back on the man standing behind me and what his hands were doing.
He'd lifted the skirt of my dress up, and right now was pushing my lace underwear left to hang over one cheek.
One minute they had been helping me get dressed, and now he seemed to be undoing all that careful work.
He had brushed my hair till it shone and rolled it into the neatest French bun I had ever seen.
The whole time, Hale sorted through my rack in the closet and picked out the ivory tweed sleeveless dress I was now wearing.
Draki had praised it for its elegance, but now had that same knee-length elegant dress bunched around my waist like a whore.
I squeezed the bedsheet as he caressed my pussy, running slow, warm fingers across its waxed surface.
What could he be up to? We were running late with not enough time for any sort of kinky play.
“H-h-aa,”
My hands quaked, struggling to keep my upper body propped on the bed as my pearl necklace dangled around my neck.
He was prying up my asshole, with seemingly oiled fingers.
“Stay still, doll,” that resonant bass said from behind. “This is such a pretty dress. I would hate to get any stains on it.”
I barely stopped myself from biting my lip. I'll ruin my makeup.
The sheets were bunched in my fists now as his fingers continued to penetrate my booty hole, an easy, stroking glide, stopping every half inch to drizzle more oil at the entrance.
And suddenly, he pushed all the way up. Stretching me out.
My toes curled inside the J’adior slingbacks, but I breathed through it, maintaining silence.
“You’re good?”
“Mm.”
Again, he shoved something into me, bigger. I was not quiet this time.
My voice carried around the bedroom, but stopped just as quickly.
Hale, standing beside me now, placed his hand on my lower belly, and straightened me up.
“How does it feel?”
Draki walked to stand by his side. In my slingback heels, my head was around their chin.
“Full.” I inhaled deeply, feeling the pressure of whatever that was, pushing forward against the walls of my vagina.
Yes, definitely full.
Draki smiled now, and turned to Hale as he sank his left hand in his pocket.
Hale had that mischievous smile as he watched his lover pull out a remote control and press it into his hand.
That silver hair caught the light as he stared down at the black device. His lips lifted in an impressed sneer, and then he pressed a button.
“Fuck.” I stumbled backward, barely catching myself.
The sharp bite of electricity was startling, sizzling inside my ass, stealing my breath. I was bent over, hands on knees, panting.
And then it stopped.
“Vibrating butt plug,” Hale said as I straightened up, chest heaving.
He had that devilish, amused smile he always wore when he was up to no good.
“This is going to be one hell of an evening.”
I stopped myself from giving the death stare. Not in Draki's presence.
Turning away from them, I headed for the closet to pick up my purse.
Every step was a revelation, to how full the plug made me feel. Pleasantly so.
Maybe I like it after all. I only hated that Hale held the remote control to something that could vibrate in my ass.
Especially when we were heading to meet with his forever enemies, the Millers.
From the closet, I could hear soft murmurs.
When I returned to the bedroom, Hale was pants down, his lover squatting before him.
My feet halted, my eyes widening. Not because this was the first time I would see them pleasure each other, but because of the purple silicone that Draki was fitting around Hale’s dick.
He turned to me then and gave me that wide grin that made my heart do that funny kick.
“My pet.”
I swallowed, feeling heat on my cheeks.
“You did not think I would leave you to this devilish man’s mercy.” He stood up then, and when I glanced down at Hale, the toy was wrapped around his balls and the base of his cock.
He had no more smiles as he zipped up. While I was struggling to control mine.
I walked fully into the bedroom, gripping my purse. Draki plucked a wipe out of the box on the nightstand, and gently wiped his hands.
He crossed the length of the room back to us, footsteps muffled. When he got to me, he pulled something new out of his pocket and pushed it into my hand.
“You look stunning.” His eyes traced my face, as if to make sure no hair strand was out of place.
Then his gaze dropped to my hand, and I stared down at the remote control in my hand, black and reassuring.
“I want at least one blog to carry the news of our respectable Mayor seen around the city with a less than respectable boner.”
I was smiling quietly now.
He leaned in and pressed his lips to my hair line, lingering long enough to make my heart kick.
When he pulled back, his eyes were a shade darker.
“I’m getting attached.” He repeated the words he said earlier, and butterflies took flight in my belly.
But I jerked my head away. This was bad. This was really bad.
“I look forward to our time alone.” His fingers came up to stroke the pearls around my neck.
Time alone? What did that mean?
Those fingers curled, like they were about to grab my neck in a chokehold.
My eyes met his, and he pulled away. With that dark, dark smile that promised pain.
I gave a polite nod, and walked around him to pick up my phone on the nightstand.
At the nightstand, I halted. Finn's music box was still sitting there.
I stared longingly at it, holding back from touching it or moving it to the closet. That would be undeniable proof to the men that it meant something to me.
But at that moment, Hale appeared beside me, and picked it up.
“This must have taken so much of his time.” He turned it around in his hand.
Then he opened it and turned the knob.
That slow, sorrowful tune filled the room, and immediately, we heard a loud crash behind us.
We spun around at the same time to find Draki standing as stiff as a statue, eyes wide like he had just seen a ghost.
“Daine?” Hale rushed forward.
“Where did that music come from,” he stared at me. “Why did he make that for you?”