Page 108 of Home to the Hollow

I know my sugarplum doesn’t care what they think, but she also doesn’t like them treating her like shit because of their opinions. It makes her angry because she believes they will treat us poorly. She isn’t ready to admit how she feels, and I know that has to stem from a past trauma. The four of us talked after the visit to State U and we agreed to let her lead the discussion until she’s comfortable.

She’s tapping her foot, her arms crossed over her chest as the elites and debutantes mingle on the floor. They’ll start dancing soon, and I know the formal part of this will be hard for her. I look over at Teddy, catching his eye as he sips his bourbon. His lips curve and I flush, tilting my head towards the hallway to the back rooms. He elbows Prez before leaning in to whisper in his ear. The two of them converse for a moment and then my darling doc turns to Doyle.

While they converse, I walk up behind our girl, whispering in her ear. “Follow me, sugarplum. I have something to show you.”

“You do?” she asks curiously.

Excellent. Distraction was my aim and I think I hit my target. “I do. Come with me.”

I hold my hand out, grasping hers as I lead her through the crowd. People stare at me, but I’m not shy about my body. Nudity isn’t a big deal to my people and I don’t care what anyone but my family thinks. Sugarplum glares at the women and it makes me grin. She’s getting closer to admitting her feelings every day.

When we reach the back hallway, I turn to look at her. “They don’t show you these rooms when you come through here to school. This area is only accessible once you come back as an adult.”

I let go of her hand, pressing my fingers to the biometric pad. Her eyes widen as the lock clicks and the door swings open. She follows me past the row of closed doors until we reach the one at the very end. Pausing, I wink at her as I show her into the library. Jolene’s gasp is reward enough when she sees the interior.

Whistler’s Hollow Junior Society headquarters houses the town’s most valuable times in a two story room that makes most libraries look small. Ladders climb to the ceiling on shiny golden rails in front of shelves full of first editions and historical texts from around the world.

Of course, the level below the building contains a vast collection of Society volumes, but that is only accessible through the tunnels under the town. Those have to be entered through the meeting place, and she hasn’t been inducted yet. But that doesn’t matter, because the majesty of this level is enough to make her squeal in excitement.

“Wolfie, this is amazing!” she cries, throwing her arms around my neck.

“I know. They have built it over hundreds of years.” I watch her explore, listening closely to the change in music in the main ballroom we just left. The presentation music is starting and I want to keep her occupied through the debs’ dances. I know that was the scene of her humiliation all those years ago, and she doesn’t need to relive it.

“Ahem.”

Sugarplum turns to look at Teddy with a beam of excitement. “Teddy, look at this place! Books two stories high, ladders, thick carpet, big chairs… it’s gorgeous.”

He chuckles, stepping into the room and closing the door behind him. “It’s something, that’s for sure. Looks like the Pup had the right idea bringing you back here.”

“This is every girl’s Beauty & the Beast dream, Teddy. Ofcourseit was a good idea!” She skips into the middle of the room, the fluffy skirt of her short maid dress bouncing. Even with the crazy ratted hair and thick overdone makeup, she’s beautiful when she’s not weighed down by all the bullshit in her life. “I could break into song; that’s how good this is!”

I wince. “Don’t get carried away, sugarplum. We don’t want people knowing we’re back here.” Also, her singing is like someone is strangling a cat, and I have the most sensitive ears of all of us.

Eyes narrowing, she stomps over to one of the tall ladders, climbing up and swinging her arms until it slides along the wall. “I’ll pretend you didn’t say that, darling boy.”

Teddy gives me a bemused look, his heels clicking on the parquet floor as he heads over to her. “Tilly, you shouldn’t start something you don’t intend to finish.”

She climbs a little higher on the ladder and wraps one leg around it. Her back arches as she hangs off it like a pole dancer and pouts. “Maybe I intend to finish it. Are these rooms soundproof? Can you even get out of that getup, Teddy Bear?”

Oooh, now she’s pushing.She’s crazy if she thinks Edgar is going to back down from a challenge like that. His scent changes, and he smirks at me. We know what these rooms in the back are like—we have used them for function and form for many years. Sugarplum has no idea how they’re equipped and we do. Business upfront and playtime hidden beneath is almost the motto of the supes in the Society.

“Pup, our girl wants to play. I think I’d like to accommodate her—this time. I’ll get the party favors and you go warm her up.” His eyes flash black and my cock hardens so fast it hurts.

Since he and Prez marked me, I’m instantly ready when they use the ‘tone’. I don’t know if that’s because I’ve been claimed three times or if it’s a function of the mate bond. It’s different with my sugarplum because her supe sides haven’t emerged enough to complete our bond. The small dusting of stars that formed along my Adonis belt is faint and you’d never see them amongst the tattoos if you didn’t know to look.

“Wolllllfffieeeee,” Jolene coos, bending impossibly far back until the ends of her hair touch the ground. “I’m waaaaiiiting…”

Holy fuck buckets. The crimson of her lips and her tits almost spilling out of the low cut costume is entrancing. I walk closer, licking my lips when I hear the dark growl from the other side of the room. Grinning to myself, I give my walk a little shake as I approach her, feeling his gaze on me as I go. A wall of lust fills the air and the temperature rises, telling me at least two parts of our lover are taking notice.

My hands land on her breasts, tugging them free of the neckline to flick my fingers over her nipples. She’s got new jewelry on them—shields with fangs and blood drop gems piercing through the center. It makes my gut tighten, and I lean down to nip at them. A moan of pleasure makes me grin, so I continue playing with them the way Prez showed me.

“Drugar, you look stunning upside down and flushed. Give our pup some love as well. I want you both ready for me.”

I can hear him rooting through drawers, and I’m about to respond when I feel teeth pulling the tiny gold briefs down. Sucking in a breath, I use one hand to hold myself up and the other to run up her thigh. Before I can reach her pussy, she’s wrapping those cherry red lips around my cock and swallowing me down. I don’t know what the fuck she did in the past, but a Cirque du Soleil-style upside-down blowjob is pretty impressive.

My hips thrust involuntarily as her tongue plays with my piercings, and I sink two fingers into the dripping wetness between her legs. Another moan vibrates over me as I circle her clit and bite down on her nipple hard. I have no idea how long we can do this, but the fog settling over me is making it hard to care. All I want to do is make her come while I fuck her mouth.

“Beautiful,” Teddy whispers, appearing behind me like a ninja.

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