“You got a party going on, Riley?” he asked me with a chuckle. The guy was in his sixties and had big dad energy, always checking up on his regulars.
“A bunch of friends have just gotten into town, so we’re celebrating,” I replied, my eyes locking with Fen’s. “Really good friends I haven’t seen in a long time.”
“We’ll make your food with a little extra love and care then. See you in thirty?”
I agreed and disconnected the call, but when I went to carry my bag out, Fen took it. He also snatched the keys, putting my bag in the boot before heading for the driver’s seat.
“No, no, no, no!” I yelped. “You’re too tall and you’ll mess with my seat and…no.”
He paused, then tossed the keys back to me.
“You’re in control, Red, right up until the point that you don’t want to be. Just remember that.”
I tried not to read too much into his words as I got in the car and turned on the ignition.
We went to Sunny’s, then he gave me directions out of town and up into the hills that looked down on it, up the driveway to a very large homestead style house on acreage. The guys spilled out of the house the moment we arrived.
“Ready for the best weekend of your life?” Fen asked before he opened his door.
I considered him, the house, the approaching pack, and wondered, right before I pushed the door open, what I was doing.
Chapter 23
Right now, it was easy to pretend that we had never been apart. Unlike the terrible scene at the pub, everyone was relaxed, full of good food, discarded plates with pizza crusts strewn everywhere, empty boxes piled high. I was lying on my stomach on a foam mattress they’d laid out on the floor for just this purpose, watching a movie.
The room was warm, the lights dimmed to create a cosy atmosphere in what turned out to be a freaking huge house. But right now, it didn’t seem so big, as they were all clustered around me. Blake was sitting by my side, his leg pressed against my ribs, while Ryan was moving around on clean-up duty. Haze was sprawled across the mattress too, watching some superhero bullshit movie, and the others were on the couch.
I felt someone move, then strong fingers grabbed my foot, and before I could say anything, a thumb pressed all the way up my instep, digging deep into the arches, forcing the ligaments to soften.
“Ohh…”
My response was muffled as my face planted into the mattress at the feel of it.
“Jesus, Riley, did you just make sex noises overCaptain America?” Haze asked me, pushing aside my hair to try and get to me. I just waved him away vaguely as the thumb went in for more, two of them now. As one swept up, the other started, burying themselves in the soles of my feet. I made pitiful little sounds from the rush of sensation that came with each stroke.
“What the hell are you doing, Colt?”
“Her feet were aching, so I’m massaging them.”
I let out a mournful little sound when he left off, but it was only to start on the other one. Then more groans into the mattress.
“You can feel that much? Down to exactly where she hurts?”
“You know I’ve always been bound tighter to her than the rest of you. I think I started the process of making her my mate before she even left.”
They were saying important things, while the crash and booms from the TV meant that we were no doubt at a big action scene in the movie, but I couldn’t seem to move. Colt had me pinned to the mattress as surely as if his foot were pressing down on my shoulder blades.
Which seemed to egg someone else on.
I felt the mattress depress either side of me, a heavy weight dropping down over but not on top me, then hands going to my shoulders.
Oh god, kill me now, because I was in heaven.
They could’ve tried so hard to seduce me this weekend. Fine wine and lovely food, expensive gifts and glamorous locations, but all I wanted was this. Muscles held tight all week were pummelled into submission, and I was each pair of hands’ bitch if this was what they could do.
“Fuck, listen to the sounds she’s making!”
Then, right as I threatened to dissolve into the mattress, another set of hands went to my skull, raking their fingers through my hair before digging them in along my scalp and down my neck.