Page 22 of Packed Up In Vegas

“One more what?”

“One more knot and then you can sleep.”

“Sleep good,” I murmured.

Kai chuckled. My eyes flew wide as Diego ground against me, his knot swelling and setting off the first domino of my orgasm, pleasure cascading through me.

“I’m never going to get over how fucking delicious you look coming on a knot,” Kai said playfully.

I could only whimper, sucking in minuscule breaths, each tiny shift in Diego’s hips sending a fresh spasm of desire through me.

“Come for me.” Kai’s fingers swept over my clit and Diego moaned as I squeezed hard around him. I was already so primed it took only seconds for Kai to break me.

I let delirium take me, coming back to clarity only when Diego eventually slid free and Amir flipped me over, hoisting up my hips, fingers spreading my tender flesh.

I whined, my thighs shaking. “What?”

“They need to see how much cum you took.” I turned to see Amir, his arm wrapped around my waist to keep me upright, and then I felt the warm drip sliding out of me. “There we go, princess. Everyone gets to see what a little cum slut you are.”

My cheeks burned and my pussy clenched at his words, more warmth dripping free.

He chuckled. “You like that, don’t you? You want all of them to see how well you were used.”

I didn’t. Did I? Instead of thinking too hard about it, I let my cheek rest against the blankets until Amir was finally done showing me off.

I drifted in and out.

Someone scooped me up.

Cinnamon.

Kai.

Warm water sluiced over me, gentle hands cleaning up the absolute mess they had made of me. I clung to the nearest body, keeping my eyes closed because I was too fucking tired for anything else. I purred under the attention. Hands were everywhere, but my body wasn’t craving ruination right now. I just wanted to be held, to sleep, to feel safe.

Cinnamon and cedar, clove and nutmeg wrapped around me. I sank into oblivion with those scents in my nose. They were so cozy around me, holding me like a treasure, but even so I slept fitfully. I woke often and fell asleep just as quickly, unused to the bodies around me and the scent of alpha despite how deeply I had been drenched in it lately.

My dreams twisted and turned, full of flashes of all of their faces, Jerry’s sneaking in to send my heart pounding when suddenly it was him taking Diego’s place to fuck between my spread thighs.

“Little whore,” Jerry whispered. “Giving it up to anyone who gives you a bit of attention. Did you wish it was me? Did you cry? You’re not good enough, Callie.”

Every time I tried to close my eyes, he appeared again, sometimes murmuring hateful things in my ear, sometimes bending over some faceless woman.

“Fuck,” Jerry groaned. “She feels so much better than you. No wonder you were so easy to leave.”

I hated seeing it, hated hearing it, but it wouldn’t go away. The truth of his words rang through me like the clang of a church bell, vibrating me down to my bones. I should have listened to my mom and my friends. I never should’ve believed he loved me. It was agony to know how much more I had loved him than he had loved me. I turned to run, the floor slippery beneath my feet. Escaping him wasn’t an option. Every step I took away only dragged me closer, forcing me to listen to each grunt of his satisfaction as he shoved his dick into the faceless woman.

I screamed and no sound came out. Then hands were everywhere and eyes popped into existence until it was a wall wrapped around me. Nowhere to hide. I couldn’t breathe, saltwater pouring in to sting my eyes and fill my mouth, to drown me in all of my misery.

I swung my fist and woke myself with a jolt, staring around in confusion with no recognition of where I was. The walls were gold and terracotta wallpaper, the ceiling white with fancy molding around the overhead light. Where the fuck was I?

My head swam and I sank back into the blankets. They were deliciously soft, the only comfort at the moment. Every bit of me ached, but in a pleasant, well-used way. The way I knew I was supposed to feel during a heat but that Jerry had never let me experience. As a beta, Jerry had never been equipped to handle my heats, especially not alone, but he’d tried. Or at least I’d assumed he did, since I was delirious for most of it.

Everyone around me was asleep on a bed that was piled with blankets. I counted their faces. Kai next to me, Diego on my other side, Amir on the other side of him and Miles stretched out on the couch across the room. I was totally naked and blessedly clean.

The world felt wobbly when I moved. I sat up carefully again, delirium pawing at the edges of my consciousness. A blush suffused me head to toe. Had I really let them do whatever they pleased to me? Had I let everyone see?

Shame and desire clashed so fiercely nausea turned in my stomach. Was the heat over? I could only hope it was. I needed to get out of here. I knew I could stay, that Miles had said the suite was mine for a couple of days after, but I couldn’t bear to see their faces, not knowing if I would find judgment in their eyes.

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