Page 36 of Dream Mates
All I could do was cry as everything went fuzzy. “Please don’t hate me. I’ll even play Volkov the right way.”
“Oh fuck,” Jett whispered. “Do you really have a problem with bringing her upstairs, Honey? I guess I could bring her down to Spencer. I’m pretty sure she needs Wes, though.”
Brennan scooped me off the floor. “Grace, I don’t hate you. I’m not mad. Worried. Yes. Concerned. Yes. Do I have questions? Yes. Am I going to keep you from them? No.”
There was an almost hypnotic quality to his voice. Even though I didn’t mean to, I melted into his arms, as sobs continued to rack my body.
“Jett, grab all the waters you can. Evan’s going to fucking lose it.” Brennan started up the stairs, holding me to his bare chest. “Shit, you’re warm. But then you’ve been away from them for days. I should have fucking seen this coming, but I didn’t know you were back.”
“I’m sorry.” I whimpered as pain stabbed me again.
“It’s not your fault,” he assured.
“Spencer texted. I was a little afraid of telling them until she physically got here, given the state they’re in.” Jett followed with water bottles and snacks.
Brennan opened the door and the full force of their four scents and sex hit me. My body shattered as the pain intensified. Mywhimper turned into a whine, as the space between my thighs grew soaking wet.
The inside of the disheveled room was dim. It was small, round, and cozy, with a low ceiling, a stained-glass window, and filled with colors like saffron, cinnamon, and turmeric, making me feel like I was in a spice box. The ensconced lights on the warm brown walls gave everything a soft glow.
Evan panted as he laid face up in the nest of pillows and blankets, Wes fucking him. That beautiful sight made me gush so hard wetness trickled down my thighs.
“Wes…” It barely came out as my body shook. “Evan.”
Here. They were here.
Need overwhelmed me as I bit my lower lip to keep from moaning as Evan took Wes’ knot. Jett set the bottles and the snacks near the edge of the nest.
“Grace.” Wes’ voice broke as he stopped and looked at me.
“Alpha, don’t stop,” Evan moaned.
“Sorry, Babe,” Wes soothed, continuing to move. “Peaches.” He reached out to me with one hand, the other on Evan.
Brennan put me down and I stumbled into Wes, desperate and needy for everything he had to offer. Wes was naked and disheveled, dark blonde messy hair in his hazel eyes.
“You came back.” Wes’ mouth smothered mine, as I frantically met lips, kissing him deeply as if I could pull what I needed out of him.
“Wes, Boo-Bear,” I moaned, as one of his hands grabbed me, the other stroking Evan. “I… I didn’t think I’d get to come back.”
“Boo-Bear?” Jett chuckled.
“You’re here. It’s going to be okay,” Wes purred.
“Grace? Where’s my Princess Peaches,” Evan keened.
“I’m right here.” I laid my head on Wes’ chest as one of my hands searched for Evan’s. Need and longing overwhelmed me. “Alpha, please.”
“You’re next, I promise, Peaches.” Wes’ hand cupped my pussy. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”
Wes slipped two fingers inside me and happiness shuddered through me, though I still felt empty.
I whimpered and squeezed Evan’s hand. “Evan.”
“Grace…” Evan moaned.
“Do you want Evan’s cock, Peaches? Does your pussy ache for your mates’ dicks? Because they ache for you. We’re going to fillallyour holes, don’t worry,” Wes murmured between kisses, his fingers starting a maddening rhythm.
“Please, Alpha,” I whined. My soul ached for their cocks.
