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We straightened up and shook the sleepiness off as we tried to listen more closely, but neither of them seemed to notice they now had an audience.
“I texted him for help. I told him I was in danger and needed to get out of town and if he could run by my place and pack me a bag with essentials, and that it would really help me out if he could. I told him I was leaving in one hour and had to deal with the shop until then and if he couldn’t help then I would figure it out myself.”
“And he helped?”
“He did. He came to the shop with my two bags and a lot of cash. He didn’t say a word before gesturing for me to get in his car.” She stopped to breathe and then whispered, loud enough for us to hear, but still a whisper, “He drove me for five hours, not asking questions but still refusing to leave me to deal with it alone. Then we stopped at a car rental and he rented a car for me, sending me off from there so there would be no trace, or so he thought.”
They were silent for a beat, then Xarius said. “I’m glad he showed up when needed. But please don’t believe he’s changed or anything just because he did this one thing for you. I can’t stand the thought of him hurting you again.”
Julie sobbed quietly, then whispered, “He wore a wedding ring, Xar. You don’t need to worry about him hurting me again. He already did.”
Chapter 22
Silver
After Julie had finished, it seemed we all carved out a place in our hearts for her. She wasn’t this stranger we had to drag with us. She was family now, and we protected our family.
The rest of the drive was spent in silence, me and Niam falling asleep on their mattress while Wilston snoozed against the wall with a pillow. It wasn’t until we reached the motel that Xari woke us up.
I jumped outside, taking Wilston’s hand in mine as we summoned our familiars. Julie wouldn’t be able to see them until wewere inside our motel room. I doubted they would have a big enough room for all five of us here, though.
“Me and Wilston can have our own room next to yours,” I suggested as we went inside to pay for the rooms. Niam nodded and together they paid while we stood further back with Julie. She was exhausted, clearly eager for a warm cozy bed. I wasn’t going to ruin her mood by telling her we would be up bright and early tomorrow or later today, since it was past midnight now.
“Here’s your key,” Xari said, handing Wilston the room key. We followed them outside and found to our surprise the rooms were just in front of where we’d parked the van and trailer.
“I really hope the RV place will buy the van and trailer from us,” I said, mentally preparing for us to move everything we owned from one place to the next. The trailer wasn’t big, and neither of us could stand up straight inside of it. But it did hold most of our clothes and our mattress. The van held the rest of our stuff together with Niam and Xari’s.
“Otherwise, we’ll just park it somewhere,” Xari shrugged like it was no big deal, but we all knew he had a soft spot for the van, having made it a home for his future bonded and him to live in. Xari was aromantic at heart, and I hoped they’d have an amazing future home together, when we became leaders. I was picturing my own home with Wilston. How Shamus and King would need a big garden to play around in. Not that King would be playing, no he’d be observing and protecting, enjoying the silence.
We waved goodnight and unlocked our door, pleased we got some alone time, even if we were bone tired. It was normal when you got your powers, it needed to charge from nothing and took out energy from your body. When our magic had fully charged someday, we would recharge when sleeping, but for now it was sleep and food, and we needed a lot of food to charge. Neither Xari or Niam had fully charged yet, proving just how powerful we all were if they’d still not reached the full capacity of their powers.
“Shamus, King, you can be visible while we’re here,” I said, sitting down on the bed to take my shoes off. Wilston had found me a new pair of shoes. They were a baby blue shade with a very light pink dusting of glitter. They were just as impractical as my last pair, but so damn pretty. With every little thing Wilston did, I fell more in love with him.
I was planning on telling him I loved him as soon as we were alone, but now I found myself so fucking drained I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I’d planned on edging him for hours and then telling him how much I loved him when we lay lazily in post-orgasmic bliss. But reality slapped me in my face as I realized we really needed sleep. If I could wake him up early enough tomorrow, then maybe some fun could be had in the shower. But we sadly wouldn’t have hours.
“Come here,” Wilston said, patting the bed next to him. He was under the covers in his boxers while I still sat at the end, hating we couldn’t get off before bed. Or we could, but we really needed some rest after that fight.
I removed my clothes, except for my baby blue lace panties, and snuck under the covers and snuggled into him. His big arms engulfed me and I breathed in the scent that was all Wilston. An earthy scent mixed with some kind of fresh zesty tang. He was like a treat that complimented your taste buds without truly tasting anything. I sighed in contentment as his hand grabbed my ass possessively.
“Get a lot of rest, my darling. I plan on taking this fine ass in the morning,” he rasped, kissing my temple and awakening my need for him in the process.
Great. How the hell was I supposed to sleep now?
Wilston woke me up by trailing kisses down my chest to my stomach, licking teasingly along my panty line. I blinked my eyes open and remembered his promise just before we drifted asleep.
Suddenly wide awake, I grabbed his hand in mine and dragged him into the bathroom, locking the door behind us so our familiars wouldn’t follow.
He grinned. “Someone’s eager this morning.” I ignored him and turned on the shower, dropping my panties and grabbing the lube from the sink and then left him as I stepped under the warm water.
It didn’t take him long to follow me. I wasn’t the only eager one it seemed. I grinned to myself as I felt his hands on my hips, then his mouth on my neck. I moaned, closing my eyes and tilting my head back to rest against him. Blindly reaching for some soap, I quickly lathered some in my hands and began cleaning myself up.
Once I was satisfied, I turned and began working on Wilston, starting with his head and moving down. I gave his dick most of my attention, then sank to my knees and took him in my mouth. I knew it wasn’t the worshipping I’d looked forward to, but I at least got to taste him this morning.
“Darling,” he groaned, grabbing my wet hair and holding on firmly. “I won’t be able to last long if you keep doing that.” I was in a true dilemma as I kneeled in the hard tub, my mouth on his amazing dick. I wasn’t ready to let his dick go, but I also really wanted him to fuck me. Decisions, decisions.
The decision was taken for me, as Wilston came with a groan and filled my mouth with his release. I hadn’t truly expected him to come this soon, but I did have amazing blowjob skills, so I took it as a compliment.
Gazing up through my wet lashes, I saw his wrecked face, slackened with pleasure as he smiled down at me with satisfaction. I rose to my full height and hugged him, needing to touch my wonderful bonded. My own pleasure could wait a little.
