Page 100 of Nita's Redemption

They were sitting at a club in New Orleans with several other pack members and of course Hurricane and his crew, who were officially moving to become a part of Nita’s pack, who were there as well. It still felt odd to claim herself part of the pack and mated to three gorgeous alpha males.

“I don’t want to know what a period feels like, nor do I want to like, bleed from my vajeen. However I’m curious about those sandpaper cardboard cooter canyons the human females were all swapping in the bathroom. Girl, I ain’t lying, one chick yelled that her aunt flo showed up, and then they were all looking for money to put in a machine in the wall. When they were yelling that it was broken, I helped them by popping it open. Now look at these. You tell me that ain’t a sandpaper cardboard cooter canyon, and I’ll drink a shot of tequila with the worm in the bottle and all.”

“Shit, you know B is serious when she says she’d drink the nasty ass shit that she broke up with forever ago. No, really she swore there was no chance of them getting back together and promised on her dead... something’s grave. Which means, this is thing,” Ezra picked up a tube from the table. “Like I said, that means this is clearly, exactly what she said it was. I think we should send Akra a couple and tell her it’s her new chastity belt,” Ezra said while holding one of the tampons upside down with the string.

Nita buried her face in the crook of her arm on the bar. “Y’all know if you send that to Akra, she’s liable to show up and kick all of your asses, then take a picture of it and put it on one of those online places to make money. She’ll get rich off of your suffering.”

Jaklyn laughed and patted Nita’s back. “You’re right. But I kinda want to see her reaction.”

“I will not be a party to this foolishness.” Nita turned her phone around, showing Akra the other females’ faces. “See, I told you they’d be making all kinds of plans to mess with you.”

“That is so wrong of you, Nita. What about bitchcode?” Bakra asked. “But, since you’re on the facetime with our girl, tell her to flash her ass here so we can get our drink on with her. Oh, and she can get in on the debate of what this thing truly is.” Bakra swung the tampon back and forth, only this time it was soaking wet after she’d dipped it into someone’s beer. “Holy shit, what has happened to our cooter canyon? Now it looks like a freaking cooter bat, or maybe a vampire tea bag.”

Nita grabbed the damn thing from Bakra while several males had moved away from them. She’d seen their wide eyes taking in the object in Bakra’s hand and then their fear like she was going to stick the damn thing in their one eye pea shooter or something.

“Akra, ignore us and enjoy your males. Of course, we are in a really cool bar that has karaoke and a bull you can ride. Not as cool as one of Selena’s bars, but it’s close. Okay gotta go,” Nita sputtered, hanging up before she was pulled off the stool by Tank.

“Come here, I need to hold you close. Care to dance?” Tank asked.

“Ooh wee, I would love to dance, you sexy thang. Is this a slow dance where we bump and grind our uglies or like a faster thing where we bump and grind our uglies?” she asked, loving the way he maneuvered them through the crowd of people without allowing anyone to bump her. So sweet, her giant male.

“Hmm, first, there is nothing ugly about you. Second, if we bump and grind, I might end up fucking you against the closest wall.” He spun her to face him once they were on the dance floor.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and settled her head on his chest. “And that would be a bad thing?”

He chuckled, the sound deep and so sexy her girlie parts were ready to throw caution to the wind and push him against the wall. They danced to a slow song and then a fast one before he was being tapped on the shoulder by Link. Tank gave her a kiss that nearly melted her on the spot. He inhaled, his eyes flaring bright blue.

“Stop it. It’s your fault for making me horny. Go get a drink while I bump and grind this sexy male.” She slid into Link’s embrace, smiling up at his bright eyes.

“You having fun?” he asked.

Nita nodded, her smile had to be as wide as her face. They’d been so busy for the past several weeks organizing new homes for Hurricane and the others and working to control their wolven sides so they could be more cohesive with the now awake Lycans that resided within them. Once Tank had shown them the way he and his wolf melded together almost seamlessly, she and her other two mates found it easy to do, but others needed more work to do so.

“I’m glad we took this time for us. I’ve never actually been on vacation before.” She buried her face against his chest, feeling like an idiot for her admission.

Link lifted her face up with one finger. “Baby, there is nothing you can say or do that you should be ashamed of. Do you know how exciting it is for us, your males, to give you anything and everything you want. You tell us there is something you’ve never done, and we’ll do our best to make it happen. The fact your fist vacay is to a swamp means this is not a vacation. It’s a stop gap. When we go on our honeymoon, that’s going to be a vacation.”

Like she did with Tank, she danced several songs with Link, and then Abe sidled in, only he also had a drink in his hand for her.

“Figured you’d be thirsty since those two yahoos kept you out here dancing without a break.”

Nita took a long pull from the bottle of beer then ran it across her brow. “That is delicious. Whatcha been doin?” They’d been at the bar for a couple hours, but she hadn’t seen him since they walked in.

“We’ve all been helping Hurricane and the others who want to join our pack load up their stuff.” He looked toward the bar while he spoke.

Nita noticed his jaw throbbed slightly. She looked to where he was and saw Hurricane and Tank together. “Is everything okay?”

Abe let out a deep sigh. “Yeah, it was a little harder than Hurricane thought it would be to leave, but all is good. You ready to let me sway with you?”

Nita was ready to do anything with Abe or any of her mates. She, the girl who had been broken had found redemption in the loving embrace of not one, but three alpha males. She’d forever be grateful that Fate and the Goddess had gifted her with so much love. Whether it was their way of making up for her past or not, Nita was happier now than she’d ever hoped for.

“How about we get out of here and start home. I know we had planned to start the drive later tonight, why not go now instead of later.” She had a weird feeling in the pit of her stomach that they needed to leave sooner rather than later.

“I think that’s a very good idea. Come on, let’s round up our pack.” Abe bent and kissed Nita hard. They’d kissed many times, but she felt like she’d come home each time she connected with her True Mates.

It only took minutes for the entire group to get outside the club. Nita stood under a huge light with Bakra and Ezra, watching Menka hurry toward them holding a gallon jug filled with liquor she’d bought from a woman in the swamp. Nita was going to get rid of it before Menka could poison herself or others with whatever concoction was in the plastic bottle.

“Woohoo, this is going to be so fun. Well, fun for us since we’re going to flash home. Well, to Olympus. We’ll give you a few days to settle in before bugging you. Oh, and we totally know the guys are all huger than horses,” Menka said, belching directly afterward.

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