Page 20 of Mates & Mercenaries

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SKYLAR

Without Creed and Rex here, it’s been really quiet. I miss them, and also am really worried about them. I still have Clay and Sam to keep me company, but it isn’t quite the same.

With Sam scouring the area, again, which I can only assume is his way of keeping busy so he doesn’t worry too much, and Clay cooking in the kitchen, I have some time to sit on the porch and just think.

I still haven’t sent a message to Maeve, which makes me really sad, and I’m also missing my father a lot. That isn’t something I thought I would feel, but he is my dad, after all.

I lean back and look up at the stars, thinking about Creed. I really don’t know how things have gotten so crazy with him. I didn’t think I would ever see him again after our night together, but we really have something. It isn’t like anything I have ever felt before.

But Creed isn’t the only one who makes me feel that way. I still haven’t forgotten the night I spent with Sam, which was so intoxicating. I would love to feel him again, and to taste him as well.

And when I kissed Rex, just to see what it would feel like to kiss him, I wasn’t expecting the onslaught of fireworks to consume me. I wanted so badly to kiss him more, to taste him more, to really feel him. All of him.

If Creed wasn’t waiting for him, and he didn’t have to go, I don’t know how far we would have gone. I have been dreaming about it pretty much ever since, especially because I can still basically feel his hungry eyes devouring me.

Then there is Clay. I don’t know what it is between us, but there is definitely something. It feels like we’re dancing around one another, not sure of what to do next. But it isn’t a case ofifit will happen, but when. It’s burning between us but neither of us have been quite ready to take that step. Yet.

If only there was a world where this could be real. Not just me and Creed, but me and all the guys. I know that’s greedy and not something I should even ask for, but I can’t help myself. When I allow my imagination to run wild, it’s always me with all of them. And not one at a time, but all of them all at the same time, and that is utterly intoxicating.

The steamy thoughts get a little too much for me, and I let my fingers slowly slide down until I find the waistband of my underwear. I have so much pent-up sexual aggression it’s starting to hurt. It needs to be released somehow, and since I have this glorious moment here alone, I want to take advantage of it.

I imagine Creed’s lips on mine, Clay’s hands on my hips, Sam’s tongue between my legs, and Rex’s kisses running all over my hypersensitive skin. This is just what I need. I want to drown in it. I want to sink deep.

As pressure builds up inside me, I slowly move my fingers inside my panties. I can’t stop myself from moaning and gasping for air as I drag my fingers along my soaking wet slit, massaging my clit and imagining that its all of them.

“Creed,” I moan as I think of his passion, his strong grasp, the way he touches me. “Oh my God, Sam.” His tongue made me wild and insane. “Rex.” The way he kissed me, gently despite his big, thick muscular body. “Oh, Clay…Clay, I need you. I need to taste you.”

I bring myself to the peak, wishing I wasn’t doing this alone. I would love nothing more than for my fantasies to become real. As pleasure finally shatters my body, I buck and writhe hard against the wood underneath me.

I pull my hand out of my pants and sink deep into post-orgasmic bliss, trying to catch my breath despite the passion surging through my body.

“Hey, you okay?”

My eyes snap up towards Clay, who’s looming above me. I don’t know how much he’s seen and heard, but he’s smiling causally, as if there is nothing to worry about. He also has a couple of mugs of hot cocoa and he’s offering one to me.

“Oh, yeah.” I push upright in the chair, feeling a little embarrassed. “Yeah, I’m good, thank you. And you?”

He sits beside me, not too close, but near enough that I can feel an intense heat burning off of him. I still can’t tell if he saw me, and actually I don’t know how I feel about it. I would like it if I was being watched by someone I find as sexy as him.

“Yeah, I’m okay. Just waiting for Sam to come back from his watch.” He frowns a little, which has me wondering if he’s worried about Sam. And not just Sam, but Creed and Rex as well. I can’t blame him for that. “It feels weird that we aren’t all here, you know?”

“Were you guys all in the war together? I know you’re all military vets.”

“We served together,” Clay confirms. “Which basically turned us into a pack before we officially became one, since none of us had any ties to our family packs or those from our home towns any longer.” That’s interesting. I don’t know many wolves who do that. “But everything was solidified the moment Creed saved Rex’s and Sam’s lives. If Creed didn’t get the intel at the exact right moment, and if he didn’t run in to get Rex and Sam out of there, they wouldn’t be here now.”

“Wow.” I can’t even begin to imagine what that must feel like. I thought what happened in my bedroom was bad, but that’s nothing compared to what they’ve been through. “That’s awful. I’m glad they are still here.”

“Me too.” Clay smiles thinly. “I might not have been involved in that, but as soon as Rex and Sam swore their allegiance to Creed as their alpha, I wanted to do the same. I didn’t know if I would be wanted, but they accepted me eagerly. They wanted me to be a part of their group, and they have always wanted me to be a part of their pack. I haven’t ever felt like I’m not welcome in the middle of all of this, which is wonderful.”

I can feelhow nice this is for him to be included. Clay must really need that. I kind of want to be a part of something like that as well. To feel like a part of a family, a chosen family, not the one we’re born into.

I inch in a little closer to Clay, feeling much closer to this man than I have ever been to him before. This comfortable intimacy is so wonderful. I rest my head on his shoulder, to gain more of his soft touch. “You fit in with the group completely,” I reassure him gently. “I think they need you just as much as you do them. I can see that Creed respects your opinion and looks to you for advice. Sam gains strength from you and Rex adores you. I can see it.”

I might not have been around these guys too much, but I have seen enough to know that they all rely on one another like family. They really do have a tight bond, one I don’t think anyone could break into. Maybe not even me.

I snuggle closer to Clay, trying to see if there is any way I can slide my way in, because I really do want to be a part of their pack. I don’t even care what my dad would think of this. At this point, I feel more at home here with these guys than I ever have at home.

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