Page 83 of Dream Girl
Spencer gave him a look that clearly said what he thought of the idea. “I’ve got to get some work done. Good night, Ri.” He gave her a hug. “Good night, everyone. I hope you had a nice evening, my good doctor.” With a wave, he went up the stairs.
Riley was grinning at her phone. “Yep, homework time. Good night, fuckers.”
Wes stroked my hair. “Let’s head upstairs?”
“Sure.” Before I could get up, he scooped me up. “Seriously?” I laughed.
He play-growled and twirled me around. “Yes.”
“Hey, don’t break anything,” Brennan grumbled.
“Evan?” Wes leaned in to give Evan a kiss, which brought meveryclose to Jett and Brennan. I couldn’t quite identify what Jett smelled like, just that it was warm and a little musky, but Brennan smelled like Christmas trees.
“I’ll be up in a bit,” Evan said, staying in his spot with Jett and Brennan. They were sweet together.
Wes carried me upstairs, right to his suite of rooms. He plopped me onto the couch of his little sitting room, which had a couch, a TV, and some bookshelves and an alcove with a beanbag that smelled a lot like Evan.
“Are you doing okay?” he asked, joining me and pulling me onto his lap. “What do you think of my family? I know they’re different from what you’re used to. But they’re good guys, and I care about every single one of them.”
“I can see that. I like that all love is normal here and families come in all flavors. It wasn’t that common back home.” Tonight made me understand that they were a family, and Brennan took his job as head alpha seriously.
Wes snuggled me. “I like how you roll with that. Bren wasn’t mean to you?”
“No.” I shook my head. He didn't make me feel unwelcome, or completely ignore me. But he didn’t make a point to talk to me like the others.
“Good. We’ve been friends for a long time. I even talked about him to you. He’ll come around,” he assured me.
“Okay.” The part that always sought approvaldidwant him to like me. If anything, to prevent any fights. I just didn’t like it when people didn’t like me or were mad at me.
“Do you miss home? Is any of this too weird for you?” His head tipped to mine.
“It could be the concussion, but I’m just rolling with it,” I told him. “Is it awful that I don’t miss home?”
“No.” He shook his head. “But it would be okay if you did. Are you sore from earlier?” His hands roamed to my clit.
“A little,” I admitted. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t want more.”
It had been easy to fall back into his arms, into our old ways. Everything was so comfortable, like we’d never been apart.
“Good. While I loved our dream sexy-times, you in real life…” He gave me a smoldering look, “incredible.”
Oh, that it was. My chest shook a little as the space between us practically shimmered with desire. I leaned in and kissed him.
I heard a door and footsteps. A moment later, Evan entered.
“Now that… mmmm. My turn. But who first?” His grin went sly. “Is that okay?”
I nodded. “It is.”
“We can stop anytime,” Evan told me.
Wes pulled him between us. Capturing his face in his hands, Wes devoured Evan’s lips. When he stopped, his look was almost feral.
“Mine.” Wes pulled me across Evan’s lap and kissed me as well. “Also mine.”
“Of course, Alpha.” Evan’s eyebrows waggled, as he put a hand on my ass. “Mine, too.” He leaned in and brushed his lips across mine, soft and sweet.
I looked up at them. Never had I thought that I needed two guys, but here I was. Evan kept rubbing my ass, and I could feel his hard-on under me. Wes’ tent-pole wasright there.All I had to do…
