“I think he just called you clumsy,” Caitlyn said with extreme satisfaction.
“Just to be clear, Elias, this wasn’t my fault. It was those terror twins.”
“Yes ma’am,” he replied. “Should I report this to Mr. Jameson?”
“No. Please don’t disturb him,” I said.
“Then I trust you will be handling this yourself?” he asked again. “If I may be so bold. Each of us is a book waiting to be written. A person’s dignity and honor can be insulted, but it can’t be taken away unless it is given away. Finish writing the book, Ms. Mason, and show the world what was waiting to be written.”
“Umm…okay,” I said.
“Whatever that means,” Caitlyn added.
“I think it means get even,” Jenna said.
“Kick their ass, ma’am,” Elias politely concluded as he handed me the extra polar bear costume he had waiting for me.
“Thanks Elias, you’re a righteous dude,” I said as I took the costume and headed into the fitting room to change. Then Caitlyn, Jenna, and I headed back upstairs to see the aftermath. The price tag on this costume was over a thousand dollars. So on the way back upstairs I turned to Jenna, as Caitlyn was a few steps in front of us.
“You really didn’t have to pay,” I said. “Avery can…”
“Don’t worry about it. It’s the least I can do for you showing this great place to me,” Jenna said.
“Well thank you very much. I really appreciate it,” I said.
We entered the polar ballroom and the party was once again swinging. Dorian was sitting at the bar with a towel filled with ice on his jaw. I walked over to him and both Caitlyn and Jenna retired to their dates.
“I just wanted to say I’m really…really sorry for hitting you,” I said.
“It’s ok. Just remind me to never piss you off,” he teased.
“I really do feel awful,” I confessed.
“Oh, don’t worry. I’m sure there’s some way you can make it up to me later,” he laughed. I giggled back at him. Then he handed me a drink.
“I was waiting for you to get back so we can address this.” Then he waved his hand and Genevieve and Jezebel got up from sitting on the igloo bed where I hit Dorian earlier and walked toward us.
I could see the fire still in both of their eyes. Like they’d been called to the principal’s office for stealing Ho Ho’s from the high school cafeteria and I was the one who turned them in.
Then Dorian continued, “Aria, Genevieve was telling me earlier that you were threatening her. Telling them both to stay away from me or you were going to kick their ass, and it was only after this threat that they were forced to throw their wine on you in the hopes to cool off that hot temper of yours. So, let me ask you now that you’re all here in front of me. Is this true? Did you threaten to kick their ass?”
I folded my arms and stared at both of them. Then I confessed. “Yes, I told them to stay away from you or I would make them pay. And only after my temper got the best of me and I was losing control they had to throw their wine on me to cool me off.” Then I looked both of them in the eye. “I’m sorry girls, I don’t know what came over me. Can you ever forgive me?” I asked.
Both Genevieve and Jezebel’s mouths hung open as they stared back at me. Then Jezebel mouthed the words ‘Thank you’ and I winked back. But that was really stupid of her since Dorian was right there staring at both of them when she did it. Then he nodded his head.
“Well, I guess that’s it then. I’m sorry girls if I didn’t believe you earlier, you can both go.” As both the girls turned to walk away and as soon as they were about ten feet away, Dorian quickly interrupted them and waved them back.
“Before we go any further, I was just thinking that since Aria was clearly agitated enough to threaten you lovely ladies that it might be best if you two were no longer my housegirls…I mean for your own safety, of course.”
Genevieve looked at Jezebel in shock as it took a moment for Dorian’s words to sink in.
“You mean we won’t be joining you tomorrow? I thought we had plans. Shouldn’t you be letting her go?” Genevieve asked.
“Oh no, I think not. Aria is clearly unstable, and I’m afraid if I let her go, she might just go psycho and try to hurt me or worse yet, she may try and hurt one of you two. No…I think it’s for the best that you two find a new master…for safety that is.”
Both their narrow eyes filled with crimson as their teeth ground and jaws clenched. Then like a super volcano that has lain dormant for too long, they erupted into molten hot hysterics.
“What! You can’t be serious? You’re not really going to choose her over both of us are you?” Genevieve said.
“Seriously? Look at her. She doesn’t belong here. She’s not one of us...she’s poor…a pretender,” Jezebel said. They were both pacing, and shrieking at the top of their lungs.
“This is ridiculous. It’s insane!” as Genevieve thrust their fingers at me.
“She’s crazy! She tried to hit my sister twice!” Genevieve said. “You saw her at Halloween. You saw what she did to my sister’s face!” she howled.
“What did I do?” I asked.
“You!” Jezebel yelled. “You did this!”
“Did what?” I asked innocently.
“You turned Dorian against us!” Genevieve bellowed. Then she raised her giant goblet of wine and flung it at the bar, smashing it into all the bottles of liqueur resting on the top shelf and causing Kim the bartender to duck for cover. We were once again the center of attention in a room full of about one hundred and fifty people.
Both Genevieve and Jezebel began stomping there feet and wailing like two year olds that were told it was bedtime during a birthday party.
“Aaaarragggggg,” they screamed in unison and then they lurched after me, but Dorian jumped up to block both of them by grabbing their waists.
They struggled to break free and reach me as I cocked my fist backwards, waiting to land a blow on the first one to break free of Dorian’s grasp, but just as Jezebel was slithering free with her hand mere inches from my neck Pierce and Travis ran into the room with security staff. The two of them grabbed both girls and held their arms as Sienna ran over and tried to get them to calm down.
Only a few scant seconds later, Avery ran into the room with Sean joining him and as they approached us, Avery told the crowd not to be concerned and begged them to go back to their business.
“What is going on in here?” Avery asked pointedly to Dorian. Dorian walked a few feet with Avery just out of earshot. They had what appeared to be an animated conversation that ended up with them in the center of this small crowd of chaos we had formed. Then Avery spoke directly to the twins.
“You two will serve the rest of the sessions on House duty, meaning you will help wash the linens in the laundry, peel potatoes and wash dishes in the kitchen, and help the staff by serving as additional servers for dinner.” Then Avery looked to Pierce and Travis. “Escort the two out of the ballroom and back to their dorm rooms and I want security to stand outside their door for the rest of the night. They can come out again in the morning after they’ve calmed down.”
Sienna joined Travis and Pierce and once they were out into the hall Avery walked up to me.
“Is everything else going okay?” Avery said as his eyes rested on mine.
“Perfect, mate,” Dorian cut in with British wit making Avery turn his head toward him.
“Just so we’re clear, those two will no longer be needed as my housegirls. This one will be quite enough. Now, be a good mate and allow us to get back to our evening. Time is getting short and I still have a lot of business to take care of before midnight if you know what I mean?” Dorian encouraged.
My eyes sank towards the floor. I didn’t want to look up and see what Avery’s reaction was.
“Come on Sean, we have work to do,” was Avery’s only answer. But as he was turning to leave, he hesitated and looked toward me.
“Aria, be s
ure to stop by my cabin at midnight…please.” I nodded my head still averting my eyes.
“I’m glad you changed your clothes, Luv. You look better in all white. It sets off your hair and flawless skin. I may have you wear all white more often. Come now, let’s finish what we started before we were so rudely interrupted,” he said. Dorian waved to Kim and several more shots were laid in front of us. We each downed three shots in rapid succession then Dorian pressed me up against the bar and kissed me.
I moaned as his tongue pushed into my mouth. And that’s when I knew that I didn’t care about anything else. In that moment, I only wanted Dorian.
We stumbled across the dance floor and made our way to a large igloo bed in the corner of the room. My eyes took in the sight of snowflakes from the overhead snow machines and my body felt the chill in the air. We crawled into the large igloo of frosted glass and he wrapped his arms around me, smothering my body.
“Undress me,” he breathed between kisses.
I rose up on my knees and my hands urgently found their way to remove his suit jacket and dress shirt that probably cost more than my car.
I shivered in excitement when I bared his muscular chest. My hands trailed lower until I undid his pants, pulled them off, and tossed them aside. I was about to take him in my mouth when he lifted me up like I weighed less than a snowflake and spun me around underneath him.
I wrapped my legs around him and kissed him deeply. His kisses burned with a fire and filled me with need. It was the longest few seconds of my life.
His sultry eyes met mine and he wore his lazy smile that made me want him that much more.
He pushed into me and I threw my head back in pleasure. His mouth moved to my neck and I felt his stubble press into my skin. He was kissing me in all the right places. His shaft was thrusting faster inside of me, pushing me closer and closer to my orgasm. This was carnal…this was lust and it burned.
My mind was spinning and desperate, only filled with the want and need of his body and how it brought me so much pleasure. He was my new addiction.
“Fuck, Aria, you feel so good,” he moaned.
I cried in delight. My legs were burning and I was edging toward that rush that I wanted so badly. I ground my hips against him taking him in deeper as he sucked in a deep breath.
“That’s it, Luv. Fuck me,” his thick voice broke.
My breath fired in short rapid intervals. My pulse rocketed. I cried out as my orgasm exploded like dawn slicing through a dark night. White heat rushed into my veins as Dorian felt my impending inferno and picked up the pace to thrust harder. I convulsed around him as I felt his hot liquid let go inside of me. I felt his shoulders stiffen as he leaned into me and pushed closer. The only sound left in our pleasure dome was our heavy panting.
He pulled his head back to find my eyes. There was a twinkle in his eye, and I was proud to have put it there. I wanted to satisfy him. I wanted him to want me.
Dorian cradled me like I was the most treasured thing in the world. He was compassionate and kind and as he pulled out of me, I whined. He rolled over, pulled me to his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief. I brought my hand to his chest and felt his heart hammering away underneath.
We lay like that in silence for a few minutes, listening to the sounds of drinking and sex outside of our igloo then he shifted to bring the heavy fur blanket over us.
“Aria, I’m addicted to your sweetness. In a bit, you will leave me and I won’t get to see you for another week. You’re my fantasy and my nightmare rolled together in a tight little package.”
“Is that so?” I asked.
He shuffled me to my back and rose over me. “So I’m going to make it so you won’t forget me for a few days,” he grinned.
“I don’t think I could ever forget you,” I said without thinking. His eyes softened and then I saw his guard go back up.
“Roll over, beautiful,” he ordered.
I was quick to comply and he was quick to move my hair out of the way and kiss my neck then my back as he moved lower to my backside. His teeth nipped my behind then both hands cupped my ass. There were more kisses on my thighs then his right hand moved to my wetness and he pushed two fingers inside me. He crawled up over me and moved to my ear.
“You like that, don’t you,” he said. I pushed back against his hand. Was it possible to want someone so badly? I liked being his naughty housegirl. It was liberating.
“On your knees,” he ordered. I moved to my knees. I was more than happy to comply. Round three.
Afterwards, the ballroom seemed to clear out as the guests moved to their private rooms.
Dorian’s touch sent ripples to my heart as he caressed me. We had spent all day together. Most of it naked, and now when I looked up into those shining brown eyes, it wasn’t his satisfaction that I was having trouble with, it was his affection and tenderness that freaked me out. He wasn’t supposed to care. It confused me.
“Moments have a way of slipping past me when we’re together. Hours seem like seconds as the fire burns past us,” he said.
“Oh my god, what time is it? I need to go. It’s after midnight,” I said abruptly sitting up.
“What?” Dorian’s face fell.
“Don’t look at me like that.”
“Like what?” he demanded.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” I reiterated as he pouted.
“Next time I want you to stay the night with me,” he said with an authoritative voice.
“I’m sorry. Today was great, but Avery asked me to…”
“Stay here with me,” he urged, cutting me off.
“I love Avery and I won’t let you get between us,” I gushed. He smirked.
“Keep telling yourself that, Aria.” I scowled at him.
“This is just sex, Dorian. I can’t imagine either of us wanting this to turn into something more,” I replied.
“You’re adorable when you lecture me,” he said coyly.
“I need to go, please,” I said.
Emotionally, I hadn’t even begun to process all of this. Dorian was great, maybe too great, and my problem was that I knew I couldn’t share my heart with both of them.
I hurried and threw on my clothes, grabbed my heels, and raced down the hall to the grand staircase skipping over stairs hopping over two and three at a time, descending quickly. I saw Elias near the door when he motioned for me.
“I took the liberty of having a car ready for you, Ms. Mason. Mr. Jameson was expecting you at midnight,” then he glanced disapprovingly at the grandfather clock near the stairs. It was forty-two minutes past midnight.
“I know, I know,” I said, slipping on my heels.
I thanked Elias, quickly ran out the front door and jumped into the waiting SUV. I breathed a sigh of relief as we headed for Avery’s cabin.
When I entered his cabin I let myself in quietly and searched through the rooms until I found Avery sleeping on the leather couch in his home office. His arm was flung over his eyes and his breathing was slow and deep.
I closed the door softly then crawled into his arms and snuggled in beside him. He tensed for a minute and lifted his arms. I could see a soft smile on his face but it didn’t reach his eyes. I wanted to take away all his stress. I wanted to take him away from this crazy world and make everything good again.
Avery moved his arm away from his eyes, draped it around my waist, and brought me closer.
“Hey,” he said in a raspy voice.
“Hey,” I replied.
He lifted the soft blanket from around the back of the couch and spread it out over us. He laid his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes.
I breathed in everything that was Avery. For the first time in my life, I was scared that I was going to lose him. Here was where I belonged. I knew that with my whole heart. I just had to prove it to Avery and Dorian.
We sat in silence for a while and I thought he was asleep until he finally spoke.
“What time are you
leaving to go back to Ohio?”
“Late. I want to spend the day with you. Are you free?” I asked, fighting the tears in my eyes.
“I think I can clear my schedule for you. What did you have in mind?” he asked with a twinkle in his eye.
“I was thinking massages for the both of us then spend some time in your hot tub. What do you think?”
“Sounds perfect,” he said, kissing my forehead. Avery pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number.
“Sienna, can you add Aria and me on the schedule for later today?” he asked. “Great. See you around noon.” He clicked off the phone and held me closer. “I missed you,” he breathed.
“I missed you too,” my voice wavered. I was tearing up. I quickly buried my head into his chest so he wouldn’t see my tears.
Avery’s hand cup my chin and lift my face towards him. I swallowed back the pain that was building in my heart. Here it comes.
“I know that you are only doing this to help me. No one has ever done anything like this for me before. It’s okay to desire him. I saw it the other night when he touched you. But I also know that you love me. You have the biggest heart that I’ve ever seen. I know that you aren’t doing this to be selfish and I don’t care if anyone else understands. This is between you and me, got it.” His voice was strong. He was trying to make me feel better about all of this.
“I love you,” were the only words that I could whisper. I was exhausted and satiated by another man and yet I wanted to absorb all of Avery. I yawned and was fighting hard to stay awake and be there for him. Just then, Avery’s cell phone rang. He slowly raised it to his ears and answered.
“Pierce, what is it?” All of a sudden, his face grew white as a ghost as he rolled me off of him and jumped up nervously.
“Son of a bitch!” Then he hit the off button and threw his phone into the wall.
“What is it? What happened?” I asked.
Ignoring my words he raced over to his desk and threw open his laptop and there it was on one of the media blogs he had been monitoring earlier. Photos from tonight’s party of Tate Channers being blown by two women and others of Mandy Candylane mostly nude on all fours on top of the bar doing shots off the ice slide.
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