“And… he’s out.” I whispered in Carter’s ear- a secret grin on my lips. Carter chuckled and leaned over me to watch Dax finally give in to his body’s wishes and thoroughly ‘clunked out’.Ever so carefully, Carter detached himself from my side and gently lifted Dax in his arms. “I got him, if you want to grab Lucy?” Carter gestured to the tired little girl curled up on the loveseat with a blanket. Her light snores sounded so delicate against the quiet, still night.I nodded and carefully eased Lucy into my arms, who immediately wrapped her arms around my neck and cuddled against my chest.I stopped in surprise at her affection. Something in my heart squeezed and I found myself holding onto her a little tighter, even going as far as to leave a kiss on her forehead.Carter smiled affectionately at us for a moment and took off up the stairs. With a nod, he told me where Lucy’s bedroom was and went further down the hallway for Dax’s.I pushed open the white door and stepped into a picture
The sound of footsteps halted us in our intimate moment. We quickly separated from each other, though not as far as I would have liked. Carter kept me glued to his side with his arm wrapped around me as Alpha Damien came down the hallway from the front door.It wasn’t hard to figure out what we were doing with my tousled hair and red cheeks, and Carter’s shit eating grin. Alpha Damien raised a brow and sighed in exhaustion. “Don’t you have your own house you can do that at?” He shook his head but didn’t expect an answer. Though- Carter gave him one anyway.“Yes, but your place is so much more fun.” He grinned cheekily, and Alpha Damien let out a chuckle.“Did you come here for a purpose or was it just an excuse to distract your mate from watching my children?” “Can’t it be the latter?” He quirked a brow. Alpha Damien rolled his eyes, and Carter laughed in response “Alright, you caught me. I put the meeting notes on your desk from earlier tonight. You can sift through them when you g
“And that’s when everything changed.”He blinked over and over, looking anywhere except my face for a few moments before he forced himself to show a neutrally blank expression- his mask. Carter took a lock of my hair between his fingers and played with it. If he needed the distraction, I certainly wouldn’t stop him.“Our families decided to…” Carter looked around uncomfortably and pulled me closer, as if using me to ground him. “They decided to … train us, I suppose. Well, that’s what they always called it, anyway.”“Train you together?”“I say us, but we’d never actually met. I found out later that Damien went through almost the exact same thing so it’s easier to just say us.” Carter sniffed and rubbed his nose.“What did they make you do?”Carter nodded. “Sometimes we fought, sometimes we took a beating… or were starved, or had our heads pushed underwater over and over, or thrown out in the cold and told to make it to the end of the week.” Carter said nonchalantly and shrugged. His
I cracked my back and winced from the ache I felt there. I had spent too long hunched over last night. Why was I hunched over half the night, you ask? Devil Denise. That’s why. She spent an extra long time lecturing me last night and as punishment, she made me scrub the grout on the tiles in the whole entire kitchen. Her reasoning was that not only did she catch me spending more time with Carter, but I had stayed out extremely late without telling her beforehand. Did I mention to her that Paisley was an adult?No, because then I would have had to clean the grout in the upstairs bathrooms as well. How on earth did Paisley even deal with that woman? Or better yet, how did Phil? He married her.But hey, at least I got some great grout cleaning tips out of it. The keyword: Toilet Bowl Cleaner.I walked down the hallway of the packhouse on my way to the cafeteria for my lunch break. We got free lunches as part of being a childcare worker. Apparently it was taco tuesday, and you won’t
The office was unrecognizable to how I left it barely an hour ago. The desk was pushed further back, one of the chairs was flipped over, there were papers all over the floor, cabinets were strewn open and there were tootsie roll wrappers everywhere. At first, I was so shocked by the state of the room that I didn’t notice Carter anywhere. “Carter?” I called as I walked over the loose papers and desk items strewn about the floor. As I rounded the desk, I realized why I hadn’t seen Carter when I first came in. He was resting against the corner by the shaded window, so still that I would have thought he was a piece of furniture because of all the chaos throughout the room. Carter was a wreck. His hair looked run through numerous times, his clothes were haphazardly untucked and pulled, even one of the top buttons of his dress shirt was undone. But what startled me most of all- was his face.The once brilliantly shining man whose smile could stop a crowd, looked ashen and hollow. His ey
I pressed my face into the pillow of my bed and screamed all my frustration into it. Emotional frustration, sexual frustration- you name it. Why was I in Paisley’s bedroom and not continuing the hottest intimate session with the world’s sexiest man, you ask?Well, you see…“Perhaps it’s because you know you’re all talk.” I snickered breathlessly. Carter grinned up at me devilishly and without breaking eye-contact, he unbuttoned my pants.“I’m going to punish that dirty mouth of yours.” Carter’s deep voice growled. In the blink of an eye, Carter managed to get my pants down to my ankles and thrust across the floor. The cold air nipped my thighs, making goose bumps rise in attention.Carter dragged his hands up my legs agonizingly slowly, feeling the tender flesh there. His gaze was burning me, burning my soul and setting it aflame with desire.I felt powerful with my head above him. His face was resting between my thighs and his hungry lips were taking in all of me.Finally- his hands
“That old bitch still has you on the leash, doesn’t she?” I looked around to find the source of the crude voice. When I realized it came from Abby, I stared in shock. Abby smirked at me and nodded for me to follow. Abby flashed the lights of her black mini-cooper but I stopped halfway down the gravel drive. “I need to grab some clothes.” I uttered, still dumbfounded at the flip in character Abby showed me. “You act like I haven’t hooked you up with my clothes for years, Pays.” Abby rolled her eyes and opened her trunk. “Hmm… it’s been forever since you’ve been able to get out so let’s go with something flashy tonight.” I made my way over to see what she was messing with and saw bags full of articles of clothing, accessories, and shoes. They weren’t just regular street clothes either- these were all clubbing outfits. Tube tops, six inch stilettos, chokers, you name it. “Are we going to a club?” I asked, shocked. I had never gone clubbing before. I never had the money for clubbing o
The inside of the club smelled like sweaty bodies, rancid piss, and cheap marujuana. I’d never been to a club but this would definitely not have been my first pick for a place to go to. The loud bass music vibrated in my ears and that mixed with the sound of loud cheering and laughter made it hard to hear Abby as she chatted away about something to do with a guy named Isaac, but I didn’t know for sure.Abby led me over to a large group in a circular booth in the corner of the low lit club. There were several patches of white powder on the table and one didn’t have to be a genius to know what it was. The table was filled to the brim with large muscled men and a few women besides them in club outfits as well. Several were too busy sticking their tongues down each other’s throats to notice our entrance, however there was one familiar face.“Jules, baby!” Abby faked sincerity as Jules pouted next to the largest man at the table. This man had hair dark as night with stubble to match, and