Page 55 of Nine Inch Nasty
“It’s either that, or flow eight,” Rush offers.
“Four! I’ll take four! Okay, Delaney, make me stiff again! Let’s do this!”
I crawl back onto the bed, grab the lube just to be safe, and I settle in for an epic marathon. “If I’m doing this, then somebody needs to be on water and snack duty. You want me to get through every damn position Rush has on that incredible piece of art, then I’m going to need to stay hydrated.”
“Take the fluid out of me, Delaney. I’m a pretty unicorn with pretty unicorn jizz and it wants to goo inside your booody!” Skylar’s singing opera now. Fantastic.
“I’ll uh, grab the snack basket I prepped earlier,” Jackson says as everyone else starts stretching and getting into position.
“See you on the other side,” I announce to the room before pouncing on Wil. It’s fine. He only whimpers for a second.
Then, he’s fuckingscreaming.
Chapter Twenty
August
“Delaney? I think your parents left us a gift basket in here.”
My voice echoes through the mostly empty kitchen, out to the hallway where everyone is exploring.
Okay, they’re mostly limping, but the nurse hotline we called said that was normal after what we did.
“No! Don’t open…that.”
Too late. By the time she’s told me not to, my hand is already pulling apart the outer wrapping, and my eyes are taking in everything that I’m really hoping now isn’t from her parents.
“Well. Never thought to use that before.”
“Delaney? Why did your parents make a sex basket for you? What the fuck is wrong with your family?!”
She stares at me, then starts cracking up. “Oh my gods. August. Are you serious right now? It’s a dinner basket. My mom said itwas everything to make a family dinner together in the house. She said the pans they ordered for us should be here sometime today.”
I put the coconut oil and the cucumber back into the basket carefully. “That makes me feel better.”
“Thesexbasket is in the bedroom. Don’t worry, they said they just bought a new bed for us. Apparently, it’s wall to wall mattress so no one falls off.”
“Your parents are going to traumatize everyone else we invite to the ceremony. We need to make sure we hire so many photographers and videographers so we can replay all the scenes when we need a mood boost.”
Delaney shrugs and grabs an apple from a separate basket, crunching into it. “A little trauma is good for the soul; it builds character. Come on. I want to show you something!”
She starts running out of the room, and I’m pulled with her. By the time we get to our destination, we’ve gathered a few other mates. “What am I looking at?”
We’re up on the third floor, standing at a railing that overlooks a wide-open space down to a living area I’ve never been to, two stories down.
“Watch.” She bends down and unlatches something, the gate swings open and a button she hits has the gate stretching into a massive slide that reaches all the way to the ground floor. “Papa Pearson is a matter wielder. Papa Balfour is a rune god. They’ve combined their magic all over the place to make rune activated things like this. We had the best time growing up here.”
She throws herself down the slide, which is mostly enclosed as it spirals a few times before shooting her out down below, and she pops up and waves.
“I’ll come down there under one condition; you have to promise to sit down with us tonight and make some actual plans for the ceremony.”
“Can’t we just hire somebody?”
“Baby, no. I’ve been ready to officially mate you since that first kiss. You better believe we’re going to plan the shit out of this ceremony. It’s going to be chaotic and perfect.”
“Fine. Only if I get to cockwarm you while we plan.”
“Deal!” I have serious doubts my hips will fit down the slide, but I go down anyway, finding it is actually pretty comfortable, and entirely too slippery.
