Page 12 of Pixel Perfect Pack
“Yes,” I mewl, fingers slipping over my clit again and again. I press two inside myself, wishing more than anything that I had something to fill me up and dull these flames.
“Oh the things I’d do to you, princess,” he continues. “The things we could do to you.”
The thought of having all three of them with me now, touching me and filling me and making me whole is enough to push me over the edge. I crash forward, curling in on myself as I reel from the strongest orgasm I’ve had in days.
When Mourning speaks next, his voice is trembling almost as badly as I am. “Go to sleep, princess. Get some rest, we’ll take care of you.”
Eight
Orion
The picture of her is seared into the forefront of my mind but I still hold it in front of me, refreshing the screen every few seconds so that it doesn’t disappear. I’d be an idiot to deny that she’s the single most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life. But there’s something going on with her and I have a twisted feeling in my gut that I know exactly what it is. And it changes this entire road trip me, Kito and Adair are currently on.
“You good, bro?” Kito asks, his own face flushed. He heard every single word me and JJ shared and there’s no hiding that his dark jeans are tented, just the same as mine.
“I think it’s safe to say I know what’s going on with JJ,” I admit quietly, adjusting myself in my seat.
“You think she’s in heat,” Kito begins, eyes focused on the empty motorway in front of him. “Don’t you?”
I nod, biting down on my bottom lip until I taste copper. “This changes the whole trip.”
Silence spreads like a virus throughout the car and we sit there, dwelling on the decision we’ve made.
Finally, Kito speaks. “No, it doesn’t. She needs us and we’re going to be there. In whatever capacity she’ll have us. Whether that be taking care of her in her heat or delivering food parcels through the letterbox, we’re going to be there for her because she doesn’t have anyone else.”
He pauses, thumping his fist on the steering wheel. “That fucking boyfriend of hers.”
“Waste of fucking space,” I grumble, trying not to let the rage ruin the fact I’m only an hour away from seeing JJ in the flesh. “Let’s get Adair on the phone, we need to talk this through.”
Adair answers within a few rings, just as I’m downing my second Redbull.
“Hey, everything okay?” he asks in his light Highland accent, which is much more gentle than Kito’s and my Edinburgh accents. It’s similar to JJ’s in that respect, which only makes me think just how excited I am to hear her in person for the first time.
Kito and I move to speak at the same time, simultaneously saying, “JJ’s in heat.”
Everyone stays quiet, Adair breathing heavily on the other end of the phone.
“I don’t think I can do this,” Adair mutters, fear no doubt gripping him like a vice. “How do you know?”
“Aside from a very x-rated conversation she just had with Orion?” Kito quips with the sensitivity of a fucking mongoose. Adair doesn’t talk about his past often, but we’ve known him long enough that we got the whole story in fragments. We watched him fall apart and were there as he started to build himself back up again, but he still isn’t whole. I think a large part of his healing is down to JJ, but I just know that finding out that JJ is an omega in heat might be enough to send him right back to the dark place we all dug him out of years ago.
“Just call it an educated guess,” I reply, ignoring Kito. “Listen, Adair, this is going to be fine. You can do this, it’s JJ.”
“You know what happened last time,” he whispers and the emotion in his voice is enough to make my eyes sting.
We might not be a pack officially but we’re so close to one another that we feel everything the other is feeling deeply. Adair hasn’t even shared his past with JJ and we only know about it because we were around when it happened. The three of us had met at university years ago and had all lived in Edinburgh after graduating. Adair moved home after everything that happened, preferring the quiet and solitude the Highlands could offer. It left me and Kito unable to afford our flat at the time, so we’d both moved out of the city but remained only about an hour away from each other. Still, we were never ones for meeting up in person aside from the odd time something major was going on. Staying in touch through gaming was just easier for everyone involved. Less emotions. Less need to worry about real-life shit. It was an escape we all needed.
“Adair that was a one in a million…” I begin but worry that no matter what I say, Adair is going to turn his car around and race back to his place in the Highlands.
Kito clears his throat before he speaks, his tone gentle. “JJ isn’t Katya, Adair. This is different.”
I hear Adair swallow thickly over the speaker. “But she’s chronically ill. She has so many things going on health-wise. We have no idea how her body will cope with a heat. I mean Katya, she was perfectly healthy and…”
“I know, Adair,” Kito replies softly. “We know.”
“What if I fuck this up.” There are tears in Adair’s voice that break my heart into a million little pieces.
“Then we’ll be here to fix it,” I reply, knowing that no matter what we say we’ll never be able to convince Adair that he did nothing wrong the first time round. “You’re not on your own this time.”
