“You didn’t have to do that, Pixie,” he murmurs in my ear.
“I’m hungry, but moreover I wanted to. I made you some too,” I say.
“I guess I can let it slide then,” he says carrying our plates to the round table in the corner of the kitchen. I can only take a few bites before the doorbell rings. “I’ll be right back,” he says. As soon as the door opens, all I hear is a gaggle of female voices. What the fuck? Did he lie to me? I quickly dismiss that because I don’t think his wife would ring the doorbell. Would she? I don’t have much time to contemplate that before he’s back with five young women.
“Hi,” they say in unison.
“Hello,” I reply looking down at the floor. I can feel Danhy’s eyes boring into me, willing me to lift it. I do so.
“Zoya, these are my sister’s in law. Jaymes is married to my brother Brand. Lissette is married to Troy. Kensie is married to Tori. Taryn is married to Om. And Missy is married to Hagan.”
“It’s so lovely to meet you all at once,” I say starting to panic.
“Oh, honey, we’re just the first wave. We thought it’d be better just us first.”
“There are more of you?” I ask incredulously. I am seriously freaking the fuck out. I don’t like that my safe, private bubble with Danhy has been burst.
“I told you I had a big family, Zoya,” he says.
“I didn’t know what big meant,” I reply weakly. I didn’t use to be like this, not being able to breath is scary as hell.
“We are here to take you shopping. We don’t bite,” Jaymes says.
“Well, not hard anyway,” Kensie says. Her big pregnant belly makes me a little jealous.
“We heard you need everything, so we’ll get everything,” Taryn says.
“Yeah, we know a place nearby,” Missy says. Lissette is the only one who remains quiet. It’s like she knows what I’ve been through. I can tell she has too, but that doesn’t quiet the panic.
“Excuse us for a minute, ladies,” Danhy says, gently taking my arm. He takes me to the bedroom. Once inside he puts my back to the door and kisses me hard. “Now tell me what’s wrong,” he demands.
“I don’t want to go without you,” I tell him immediately.
“It’ll just be for a couple of hours. They will keep you safe, trust me.”
“But…” I trail off when he opens my jeans and slides his hand into my panties. He expertly finds my clits and rubs it. “They’ll hear me,” I whisper.
“Then you better come quietly,” he growls.
Then he shoves two thick fingers inside me and continues using his thumb on my clit.
“Oh, God,” I whisper.
“Good girl. Come on my fingers,” he says, and I do.
“Wow,” I breathe.
“Feel better?”
“Yes. Thank you, Sir.”
“Now, take this credit card. Spend whatever you want to.”
“What? No way. You don’t even know me,” I stutter.
“Where are we right now, Pixie? Are we not in the bedroom? You’ll take the card. You’ll spend money. You’ll have a good time with your future sisters-in-law. Do you understand?”
“Da, ser.”
“Good girl,” he says kissing me again. I feel his hard length pressing into my belly. I reach out to touch it.
“What about you?” I ask.
“Trust me, Pix. I’ll still be here, hard, waiting for your return. Now go and have fun.”
“Ok. I love you,” I tell him.
“I love you too.” One more kiss and I pull my boots on. My coat is by the door, so I grab that on the way out.
“I’m ready. Sorry about that.”
“Don’t worry about that,” Lissette says taking my hand. “We have you.”
In the car, I learn all about the girls and the store they are taking me too. In Moosehead, the store we go to is so trendy and cute. I try on a million things and settle on two pairs of jeans, a bunch of sweaters, a pair of boots and a long puffy coat. I also get a bunch of bras and panties. Jaymes who has been browsing near me stops me.
“You should get something sexy to wear for Danhy.” I had thought about it, but it didn’t seem right.
“Um… I don’t think he’s into that kind of thing,” I whisper. “Before, he didn’t seem to need it.”
“Ahh-hah,” she says laughing. “Lunch is on Missy.”
“What do you mean?” I ask confused.
“She bet me Danhy was nothing like his brother’s, I knew he was.”
“What?”
“He’s just as alpha, Imma claim you now, type of guy, right?” I nod. “So are his brothers, nephews, and father. You’ll see.”
“Oh, okay,” I say, laughing with her. “What does lunch entail?”
“Brunch at Missy’s Diner back home.”
“Excellent. I really want some American pancakes. I had them the last time I was here with my parents.” I am almost in tears.
“Come on girl. Let’s check out and get you those pancakes. How does that sound?”