Page 79 of Bound By Pain
Dropping my hand from his, I wander. A white padded bed frame holds a bed large enough for all five of my mates and me to share with room to spare. Soft pastel bedding brings a pop of color to the room, but it’s the new collection of stuffed animals at the center that has my heart bursting. Five in total. I grab one and hug it to my chest, nearly melting when Orion’s scent puffs out of it.
Tears drip down my cheeks at the realization that they scent-marked stuffies for my bed.
Shiloh’s arms wrap around me, hugging me against him. I soak in his warmth while I wrangle control of my wayward emotions.
“Ready to see the rest?”
“Yes!” I bounce on my toes as he gestures for me to one of the two doors across from the end of the bed. Opening it, I squeal in delight when I see the huge walk-in closet with a built-in vanity. Several outfits are already hanging up, with boxes waiting in one corner.
“Did you have my stuff sent here?”
“Some of it. The others have been packing things and bringing them here throughout the week. We want you moved in this weekend, but were told you hate packing.”
With a laugh, I spin and hug him. “I really, really do. Thank you for taking this off my plate.”
He holds me to him, drawing me up for a long, languid kiss. “Anything I can do to improve your day, I will.”
Next, he shows me my bathroom, which is just as drool-worthy as the rest of the penthouse. Gleaming white tile surrounds a sunken tub large enough to hold me and two of my Alphas. A pack-sized shower takes up one corner, equipped with multiple shower heads and a corner bench.
Every inch of the space he designed for me shows just how much thought he put into it. Anticipating our pack’s needs before he had even asked to be a part of it.
Fates, I want to fuck him. Feel his knot buried as deep inside me as I want his teeth to be.
“And the best part,” he whispers, pushing a hidden door open at the end of the bathroom.
My nest. It doesn’t have any of my mate’s scents yet, but the potential is there. It’s perfect. Bright and colorful without being overwhelming to my senses. The floor cushions are so soft, I’m tempted to lie down and take a nap just to enjoy them longer.
Glancing back, I see Shiloh hovering in the doorway. Waiting for permission to enter. Grinning, I lie back against a fluffy pink cushion and meet his eyes. “Come in, Alpha.”
He growls, stalking toward me. The pressure of his body against mine is everything I need. My hips rock, grinding against his hardened length. Our kiss is desperate, all tongue and teeth.
“Wait,” he chokes out, pulling back to sit on his knees. Our chests heave as we stare at each other. “As much as I would love to rut you into the floor of your new nest, we have plans.”
Pushing my lip into a pout, I inch my skirt up my thighs. He pins me with firm hands and a stern expression. “Behave, Omega, or you won’t get my cock at all.”
“Fine.” I blow out a breath and stand up, adjusting my soaked panties. I might need to change before we do whatever he has planned.
A buzzer rings through the apartment as we walk back into my bedroom. I glance at Shiloh, who just smiles and kisses my cheek. “Change into something more comfortable and meet us in the kitchen.” At the door, he pauses and gives me a narrow-eyed look. “And make sure it is something appropriate for company.”
Flipping him off, I stomp into the closet and dig out a pair of pink leggings and a fluffy white sweater. Cozy but still teasing since the pants hug my ass and hips. He can suffer every time I lean or bend over.
Halfway out the door, I hear familiar voices speaking in the distance. I hurry down the stairs and jerk to a stop when I see my parents standing around the island.
“Bumblebee!” Dad rushes me, spinning me in a hug tight enough to knock the breath from my lungs. Things between us have been tense since their visit after we returned from Alabama.
The rest of my parents join us, surrounding me and hugging me just as tight. Shiloh leaves us be, sliding trays of food into the oven to heat.
“We owe you an apology,” Mom hedges, clasping my hands between hers. “We projected our worries and pushed you when you weren’t ready to talk. I hope you’ll forgive us for being overbearing.”
“I get it. If anything happened to one of you, I would react the same. Let’s just leave it in the past.” The front door opening interrupts more hugs. Over the next half hour, the rest of my mates trickle in. Clearly, Shiloh planned a family dinner and didn’t tell me.
“Sneaky Alpha,” I tease, leaning against the counter while he pulls rolls from the oven.
“You need a distraction, and so do they. I might have overstepped by reaching out to them, but if I am to be your Alpha-”
“You are,” I cut in. Clearing my throat and fighting back a blush, I clarify. “You are my Alpha.”
The purr that roars to life in his chest has me squirming. His arms cage me against the counter, lips pressing to mine. He dominates my mouth, taking control without touching any other part of my body. I fight back, nipping at his lips and sucking on his tongue.
