by Erin R Flynn
“Never would you ask for that before, yes? The idea of a man putting his face there, in that way, embarrassing?” He waited until I slowly nodded. “But I wanted to. I wanted to do that with you, even if it brought you so much pleasure, you did it because I wanted to. That is how you spoil us, Sera. If I admitted that I wanted to lock up your wrists again and please you all day long, you’d try it for me, even as an Alpha.”
“That doesn’t make me a good partner, Dain. There’s lots I’m sure I’m not giving any of you.”
He gave me a kind grin as he pushed my hair off my face. “You’re Alpha, Sera. You’re never going to be the newlywed wife to bake muffins for her husband that comes home after a long day of work or whatever stereotype you have in your head as to what women are or should be. You’re Alpha. You’re Mistress. You’re Milady. You are the big boss and we are not, don’t want to be.
“I wish to be the one to rub your feet when you come home and take care of you. It makes me happy along with everything else you have given me. So throw it out of your mind that you do not give enough. You give all of yourself to us. You do. And you ask for nothing, demand nothing, as you’ve said we can all be with others, as there’s only one of you.”
I flushed and looked away, Dain’s breath hitching. He turned my face back and mashed his mouth to mine, not making me admit it or saying he’d felt from me that I didn’t want him with other women. Him, Hagan, and Reagan I didn’t want with other women. Luca, well, I think I’d said it because I was so sure he’d betray me, as others had, that I’d gone overboard.
I didn’t want to see the others with women, but Havers deserved to have intimacy with human women. Jason I didn’t care, as we’d never been real, maybe fun when he came to town, but that was it. Same with Virgil. Noah… It would be cruel to the rest of the world if I kept Noah to myself, but again, I didn’t want to see it. That’s when my siren would freak.
“You’re breaking your own rules,” I reminded him as he pushed in me.
“I won’t finish, but after letting me see you do not wish another woman to touch me, I must be one with you,” he murmured, kissing my breasts.
“Don’t ever not finish with me,” I argued. “I want it and you, Dain.”
“No fucking. We’ve only fucked. I wish to make love to you.”
I nodded and gave myself to him. I thought nothing could be better than Dain’s passion and ability to find every perfect spot, but I was wrong. The way he slowly, tenderly, and completely made love to me left me about to sob, it was so beautiful, intimate, and overwhelming. After we finished together, staring into each other’s eyes, there was something I finally had to know.
“How did you get to the warehouse, Dain? You didn’t know where we were, so how did you get there?”
“You, Sera,” he whispered against my lips. “I can’t teleport or whatever you might be thinking, but if a fairy pledges themselves to someone, whether it be for love or duty, if they feel that person have desperate need for them, they can answer the call. You called to me in your despair, Sera, and I came. I will always come for you.”
“Thank you.” I let out a shaky breath and hugged him to me. He had saved me that night. I had fallen over the cliff into misery and maybe wouldn’t have been able to pull myself out of the abyss if I had landed. But I hadn’t. Dain had swooped in and caught me, bringing me back to the land above.
He’d saved me that night as much as I’d saved him from court, and I truly hoped one day I could get him to see that the debt had been paid so he’d stop acting like he owed me and simply acted as he wanted to. Then again, I think that was what he was saying… All of them were acting as they wanted to, and they wanted me.
Wow.
22
I burst out laughing when my next stop was Luca, Hagan, Reagan, Zlat, and Goran. Luca was leading though and gestured to the massage table in the middle of the dungeon room. “Yeah, there’s no way this doesn’t turn into porn where it’s an innocent massage but then she’s doing like a million guys by the end.”
It was hard not to smirk as I took in their shocked expressions. It was Hagan that recovered first. “Watch a lot of porn, Sera?”
“No, but I was undercover once with a gang here that worked for a cartel, and there wasn’t a moment I was in their headquarters that porn wasn’t playing, as if that made those idiots cooler.” I shook my head at the memory. “I swear they played it on four different TVs in the main area, as if that would make any woman who walked through the doors just point to one of the TVs and say they wanted that.”
“Someday I want to hear all of your undercover stories because they just keep getting better and better,” Hagan said with a chuckle. “Slushies and hosting in Japan. What else did you do? I know about the bust you got hurt at, of course.”
“Yeah, I had some interesting cases,” I agreed, the air going tense talking about how I had been infected. “But another time since I would love a massage. No porn.”
“No porn,” Luca promised, gesturing to the table. “It seems the parties here had the idea to give you one and wouldn’t relent, so I told Dain that at least I would work with them to make sure they weren’t giving you a bad massage that could do the opposite of relax you.”
“So I’m the training dummy?” I teased, moving to lie down on the table. He stopped me and asked me to undress, actually being so cute that he turned around as if he hadn’t already seen me naked. The others followed his lead, and it was nice, sweet even that they wouldn’t take me for granted, and it made me smile as I hurried and took off the cover-up, which was all I had put on.
“First, you need to feed,” Goran said as he knelt next to me so I could see him. “Mistress, may I?”
I nodded, and he turned me under the towel, leaning over and giving me a real kiss, not just for feeding but making my toes curl it was so good. I panted, staring up at him with wide eyes as he pulled away. We hadn’t done anything besides kissing that night and him playing with me, but we’d wanted to.
Until it had all gone tits up, and Zlat had been more a part of that than Goran.
“Again,” I breathed, pulling him down to me by his shirt. I let my siren be greedy, taking huge gulps as my hands moved over his firm body.
“Not what we’re here for,” Luca reminded us gently, moving Goran away before helping me roll over. “Now, we’re going to start with basics, and as I find knots, I will point them out and explain how to work them.”
Boy, did he ever. I was a pile of goo after the first few minutes, even ignoring his comments about how many knots there were in my muscles. Twenty minutes or so in was when he raised the stakes and moved the towel so he could massage my ass.
“I should have asked first, Milady, I apologize,” he muttered when I flinched.
“No, it’s fine, I was starting to doze,” I admitted, chuckling. “Luca, I’m such goo, you could do just about anything and I would nod right now.”
“As tempting as that is, it would betray the trust you gave me to allow this, so instead I will let the updates start now that some of the stress of your body is gone so that the proverbial stress on your shoulders can alleviate.”
I wasn’t sure what he meant, but Hagan came and squatted by my head, pushing my hair out of my face. “I made the appointment. I accidentally called the emergency number for her, as that was what Joan gave me on accident before they left for their fun. I apologized, and the therapist’s not mad. She can fit us in Monday early if that’s okay with you?”
“Yes, good,” I sighed, glad at least there was a path for us to move forward, get help. I then let out a huge moan as Luca found a knot in my butt and ignored the mirth dancing in Hagan’s eyes. Luca had me lift my hips and put a pillow under them as he spread my legs. I hissed at him over my shoulder. “Seriously?”
He gave me an impish smile as his oiled hand moved along my inner thigh and over the area I kept completely shaved. “If you would like me to stop, I will at any time.”
I groa
ned and buried my face into the table. “Sure, just push my ass up and let you all check me out down there. That’s not mortifying.”
“Corbin came through on your deal, and as long as there’s a bunch of food to take home, one of the techies from Brian’s office will meet with Cory every Saturday for an advanced class,” Hagan hurried to tell me, knowing I needed distraction.
More like it was hard to focus as Luca’s hands started massaging me intimately.
For the next twenty minutes he wound me up, getting me to almost there, and then moved to massaging the area but stopped touching that spot. I couldn’t take it anymore and threatened to kick his ass if he didn’t quit teasing me. There were several chuckles, and finally, finally, he went all the way, giving me one of the craziest orgasms I’ve ever had.
Except it was only then I realized it wasn’t Luca, as I could see Luca, and the same hands were on me. I glanced over my shoulder, my chest still heaving as I met Goran’s orange eyes. “You learn fast.”
“This isn’t a type of massage I needed much instruction on,” he assured me. “Was it the best you ever had, Mistress? Better than anything that came before from only fingers?”
I nodded and heard his message loud and clear. Yeah, what he’d just done made what we’d done that night with Igor seem like nothing.
“Thank you,” I breathed, feeling lighter as if I could truly move past that night. Maybe, at least with them.
He cleared his throat nervously as he nodded. “I heard you say to Dain that you didn’t understand why we all would do this or what we got out of it. Personally, I wanted to for the reason you’re thinking and then do it again for a reward maybe?”
“What reward?” I asked suspiciously.
“Dinner. There are several restaurants in the area I have yet to try, and I would like to if I had a beautiful woman to accompany me.”
Luca told me to roll over before I could answer, and I realized it was so Goran could start winding me up again. Just as he started, each of the twins used both hands to massage each of my breasts.
To say it was intense was seriously selling it short.
“Are you two going to ask for a reward?” I asked Hagan and Reagan, more curious to see what they’d ask for than thinking they deserved one.
Reagan seemed to understand that. “I wasn’t planning on it, but if I did, I would ask you to wear one of the hostess outfits I think you would look amazing in and to spend the night reading together on the loveseat in your room. I’ve had so many dreams of us doing that, the fireplace going and all snuggled with each other.”
“Really?” I panted, loving the idea and thrilled when he nodded. “Hagan?”
“I wanted the same thing but a movie series we could watch together one at a time, like I’ve never seen all the Underworld movies. But I was going to ask if you would take dance lessons with me. You love to dance, and I’m not very good, but I love watching you dance and want to learn so I’m not a dope when I try to dance with you.”
He blurted it out so fast that my heart soared at how much this meant to him. “I’d love to learn something, like, the real way. Yeah.”
“Mine?” Reagan checked, and I nodded.
“Mine?” Goran echoed, and I smiled at him. “What?”
“I think I need some more convincing on yours,” I teased him. I gasped as he went from fingers and massaging to leaning over and licking.
Yeah, he convinced me.
Zlat ended up learning how to massage legs, and I dozed off a bit but woke again when I was getting more intimate attention from him. When I felt like I might pass out from all the pleasure, he stared up my body at me. “I would ask to do this alone with you. You’ve been talking so much to them, and I’ve learned so much, I want to do it again with just us.”
I nodded without even thinking. Yeah, I could be subjected to such torture again.
And again.
Fuck, give it to me every week!
Jason gave me another shower, needing the oils washed off so I could put on real clothes. We were three minutes in, and he admitted he had no plans to not have sex with me because he had to leave Monday and get to work with all the intel we’d helped him get. I laughed, Jason never one to follow rules. He did, however, give me multiple orgasms to his one.
“I’m glad I got to see you when you need me, baby,” he whispered in my ear when we were both gasping for air. “I needed you too, Sera. You’re right, I’ve started crossing lines that I’m not okay with, and I think I needed to see you, remember who I really was or at least used to be before I went too far into the darkness, no matter what the reason.”
“If you need it again, just come back home, Jas,” I offered, hugging him to me. “Please? Don’t go dark side on me. You might be a pain in the ass and do some questionable shit for the cause, but don’t let the evil stain you. There is always another way.”
“I promise,” he whispered, letting out a shaky breath. “I got so lost when I heard my dad is dying. He’s dying, and he still won’t see me. Why? Why does being a bastard still matter? How could something like that still matter in this day and age? How can he die knowing he never met his son?”
I realized I wasn’t the only one who was drowning when Jas started shaking with silent sobs. I held him, just as I had years ago when his grandmother had died. Fucking families. They could do so much goddamn damage. It practically ruined Jason and me, still fucked with us no matter how many years passed or we dragged ourselves out of the shit.
“He doesn’t deserve you, Jas. That family never did,” I whispered over and over again.
“None of these idiots deserve you either, Sera,” he chuckled. “Just remember that. You’re perfect, and they’re idiots, so make them beg for every second they get of your time and loving.”
“It’s not that simple, Jas,” I sighed. “I had Tristan and Riley, both accidents, and that was supposed to be it. She’d picked a fling once a month. How did I go from that to fucking eleven men who want me like this? Who says that?”
“A very lucky woman?” he teased me, giving me a quick kiss. “So reel it back in. I’m not going to be around. Neither is that other Alpha. You’ll fix things with Hagan and Reagan to be your husbands. Noah loves you but doesn’t want the husband and wife thing, so he’s with others still, and be with him when you guys have the aligning of time. No big. You keep acting like you have to be the perfect little girlfriend to them all or something.
“Don’t. No one’s asking for that. Give Luca back his freedom to teach here at the club and maybe have some fun or fun with you when you’re here. The ancient vampires have now and again for moon mates, but let them be with others too. That gives a lot of flavor to your siren instead of hooking up with strangers that can be dangerous. I get you’ve missed Tristan, but I’m worried about that if Vlad’s a dick again.”
“Wow, you really got all involved while here, didn’t you?”
“It’s a fun place to be,” he chuckled and left it at that.
Yeah, it was and better to leave things alone especially with Tristan now that he was back with Vlad. I agreed with Jason, and that could be dangerous.
After we really did shower, he headed off to meet up with the continuing interrogations and extracting as much as they could from our bad guys. Apparently with the help of Israeli Intelligence, as that had been the agent Alena had picked out.
By then it was lunchtime, and that meant lunch with the councilwoman I really wasn’t in the mood for. Someone had brought in gobs of food for the dancers working and all the impromptu meetings, so at least I was being fed well.
She wasn’t happy when Alena, Eva, and Laila joined us. Virgil even stepped up and slid in after me.
“I heard enough yesterday that people are idiotically suggesting bringing whole packs from hot spot areas,” he explained, grabbing one of the sandwiches. “That’s not only dangerous but just suicidal for any Alpha and a good way to kill the whole visa program that could save countless good people.�
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“Sort of what I was thinking,” I agreed.
“As do we,” Eva said firmly. “What needs to be done is how Queen Laila is speaking with families and running them through steps; those heads of families can ask for a transfer to your pack just as any other transfer. If there is a whole pack in trouble, they get split all over to those who are able to help. If they’re in areas that are being bullied, as Virgil has said he is, it would be a whole other set of issues for an influx of wolves to come in.”
“I agree,” Councilwoman Diandra Haton cut in before anyone else could add that the idea was idiotic. “We didn’t have a full picture of what was going on. I spoke to a few of my colleagues last night, and they agree with the concerns now that they understand better too. The whole situation is ghastly, and there’s a risk of powerful bloodlines being completely eradicated.”
“I suggest any who need such immediate help escape to Greece where we can give them refugee status,” Alena declared, meeting my gaze. “From there we can check out those who truly want freedom and help and those who would use this sort of situation to their advantage and take over what they see as prime land and wealth as my daughter has solidified here.”
“They couldn’t fight up or for the pack as refugees, as they wouldn’t be members of the pack then,” Diandra muttered, nodding. “That would be an immediate fix for sure, but from there, what? They need jobs to get visas. They need sponsors.”
“A lot of packs could make that work if they weren’t trouble,” Virgil answered after a moment. “My pack could take in three or four families and list they were working on the farms, even if there’s really no income to pay them, it would list them as having a job and they could work for room and board. That keeps them alive. The rest, they sort of have to do for themselves as the fae coming into Chicago have.”
“But your pack is not stable with the problems it’s facing,” she argued.
“We’re working on that,” I assured her. “And I think that has to be the step that happens while people are escaping to Greece. If Chief Havers comes through with his contacts at the Memphis office, then I can go down there and raise some hell. After that, humans will back off. People get ballsy when no one’s watching or doing anything. Someone starts, and it’s easier to handle it all.
