Page 119 of Dubious Match
“I am,” I sigh. “I’m sorry. Last week was an insane first week back and I had to call an emergency meeting with your father. Did he tell you that I found Madam Clara’s next auction date?”
“Hayes told me,” she says, walking over to join me on the couch. “It would figure that she was keeping things quiet. I also came by to talk to you about the mixer and the experiences of the Haven’s omegas.”
“Did they have a bad time?” I ask, wincing as I shift my weight. The entire bottom half of my body feels warm, the way it does when I’m getting oral. It’s like the slow climb up a rollercoaster.
“Oh no, they can’t stop talking about it. Marie didn’t have a chance to get a phone number and wanted to know if you could help. She hit it off with Pack Versus she said,” Aisling explains.
“Yeah,” I say easily, my hips threatening to roll forward of their own accord. It’s like each pulse, suck, and thrust is getting even stronger as I talk. “Let me call Pack Versus to clear it with them, and I’ll make sure to connect them. How are…everyone else?”
My voice gets breathy at the end of that question, and Aisling looks at me strangely. These panties aren’t going to make it. I wonder if my scent is already sneaking past the barrier yet. God, this is so embarrassing.
“They had a great time. I think they’re interested in…What is wrong with you?”
“So many things,” I rasp, shuddering. “Fuck. I have to walk. Up, up. We’re walking to Omega’s Haven. Oh my God, I’m going to kill them.”
“Hollis, what the fuck?” she asks, jumping to her feet as I struggle to get up. My leg muscles are starting to tremble, and I’m gasping as I walk. “Your coat! If we’re going out, you can’t forget it.”
“I did something really stupid,” I breathe, almost running to my desk to grab my coat, mittens and scarf. The weather has really dropped today.
“Please continue,” she says, watching as I grab a smaller bag to throw my phone, tablet, a notebook, and keys inside. It is possible for me to arm the security system from my phone, so that’s what I’m going to do.
“I flew too close to the sun,” I squeak out. The guys are watching my location, so if I start moving, it should stop right? I’m too damn stubborn to cry out in defeat. “Ohhh fuck, they’re going to kill me.”
“Who? Hollis, you’re acting like a crazy person,” Aisling says, following me out the door. The cold just makes the warmth building in my pussy even worse.
Flipping the closed sign over, I push the door closed and shove the key inside it. The toy decides to stop building and get even stronger, and I whine as I push the code into my security app to lock it all down.
“I was dared to product test an insertable panty vibrator from The Naughty Tote,” I wheeze, leaning forward. “I have four alphas controlling the damn thing. I think they all decided to double down at the same time.”
“Is it app controlled?” she asks, smirking. “Hollis, I thought you were stroking out.”
“That’s still a possibility,” I say, standing upright.
“Why are we running away from your office?” Aisling asks as I force my feet to move forward.
Fuck, I think I’m going to come.The sucking on the toy is hard and fast, almost the same feeling as someone pinching or sucking my clit.
“Because,” I gasp. “My alphas have a tracker in the toy and my phone. They promised to turn it off if I left my office. They didn’t want me to crash my car.”
“That’s sweet,” she laughs. “Pack Ledger is kinky. I had a feeling. Why don’t you tell them to turn it off?”
“I…never back down from a dare. Oh, oh shit,” I whimper, my eyes rolling back. “I can’t decide if it’s better to fight this or just give in. The app tells them when I’m close to coming.”
“We’re definitely closer than we’ve ever been before either way,” she snickers.
“Oh I hate you so much,” I laugh, dropping my head back as I feel my body tipping over the point of no return.
My cunt clenches down on the toy, and it fucking responds as if it’s a sentient thing. My body shudders, and I stuff my scarf in my mouth as I groan, coming hard. My pussy squirts, my clit throbs, and my knees threaten to buckle. Aisling grabs me so I won’t go down, and all I can do is ride it out.
Breathing hard, I thank all the celestial baby deities in the universe when the toy turns off.
“Fuck me, that was intense,” I gasp as Aisling carefully releases me. “I’m good.”
“Sounds like you’re more than good,” she teases me.
My phone buzzes in my bag, and I pull it out to find a group message and several messages from my alphas within it.
Mal
