Page 23 of Married to the Beasts
But whatever Bron’s doing under the blanket cuts her off mid-sentence.
She’s even louder this time, a series ofoh, oh, oh!escaping her until her entire body stiffens and she cries out, “Oh my god!”
Face flushed, skin glowing, she’s caught in her climax for an enviable amount of time. When she’s finally spent, she slumps against me, her pulse pounding as she catches her breath.
“I can’t believe you made that happen,” she says eventually, looking around at all of us. “I’ve only ever given myself one orgasm at a time, and they never felt like that!”
Conal leans in to kiss her. “That was so fucking hot, babe.”
“Incredibly hot,” I echo before I kiss her next.
Bron pulls her into a hug, looking so proud of himself, you’d think he alone was the one who made her come so many times.
HAZEL
After we shower, get dressed, and eat a quick room service breakfast, it’s time to pack up and head to the rental house Conal told me about.
In the limo on the way there, he and Bron are on their phones, which reminds me that I should check mine. Yesterday, in addition to all the reporters calling, I had several messages from friends, and from a few people I could barely remember, all of them saying they heard about my marriage and wanted to know if it was true.
There were too many to even try to respond to, and now there are several more. The majority are texts, but there are a few voice messages too, and one of them is from Ember. “Hazel, there are reporters and paparazzi camped outside Mom’s house. She doesn’treally want to talk to them, but they’re making it hard for her to leave the house.”
“Oh, crap,” I say, and Conal looks up from his phone.
“What’s wrong?”
“There are reporters at my mom’s house. Apparently, a lot of them, because she’s having trouble getting by them. Can you do something about that?”
“Yup. Call you back,” Conal says into his phone, and then he clicks off and makes another call. “Jack, get a team down to—what’s your mom’s address?” I tell him, and he relays it to Jack. “They’ve got media people at the house. Keep them at a distance, and especially make sure they don’t bother the daughter. Right. Thanks, Jack.”
“Thank you,” I say when he hangs up. “And thanks for remembering my sister.”
“No problem. Just let us know if anything else like that happens, and we’ll take care of it.”
I go back to my phone, and another voicemail that came in just half an hour ago catches my attention.
“I’m calling to offer you the accounting position we discussed, if you’re still available,” the man from theCPA firm says. “Please give me a call to discuss details.”
I grimace, and Rafe puts a hand on my leg. “What’s wrong? Is your mom upset?”
“It’s not that. I just got a job offer. I nearly forgot about it, because I interviewed right around the time I was taking finals.”
Rafe’s brow furrows. “Is it here in Vegas?” Conal and Bron are looking at me now, too.
“No, it’s back in my hometown.” I give them a smile. “I’ll tell them my plans have changed.”
“Are you sure?” Conal asks. “If it’s something you’re interested in, we can make it work.”
I shake my head. “It’s a relief that I’m unavailable, actually. I was looking for accounting jobs out of obligation. I realized too late that it’s not the right path for me.”
“What do you want to do, then?” Bron asks.
“You don’t have to do anything,” Conal says before I can answer. “We’ll take care of you.”
“Of course,” Bron says. “I didn’t mean Hazelhadto work, but maybe she has another passion.”
When Rafe squeezes my knee, I realize I’m biting my lip again. I need to break that habit.
“I don’t know what I want to do,” I tell them. “I just know I don’t want to spend the rest of my life working with numbers. I should’ve realized it a lot sooner, but I was so focused on getting good grades, I didn’t pay attention to whether I actually enjoyed what I was learning.”
