Angel climbed up and, with his assistance, his cock was placed at her entrance and she was gently coaxed down.
“Damn, you feel so fucking good,” Damian groaned. He held her tight to him by her hips and rotated his own, grinding into her.
Angel propped herself up, so her feet were flat on the mattress, lifting then lowering herself onto him. Damian rubbed his thumb over her clit and pumped into her as she moved on him.
“Oh,” she moaned. “Damian, damn.” Her movements quickened, and Damian added more pressure to her overly-sensitive nub. Within minutes, she screamed out with another orgasm, then sat down on Damian and rested her head against his chest. He stroked her hair and held her tight for a few minutes while listening to her breathing slowly calm.
“We’re not done. Now I want you on your hands and knees.”
Angel scrambled off of him and settled into position with her head facing the dresser.
Damian moved behind her and rubbed his hands over her rounded globes. “Absolutely perfect,” he said. He stroked his cock and lined up at her entrance before pressing forward, easing into her.
“If this bothers you at all, just tell me. Okay?” Damian asked.
“Okay.”
His hips moved back and forth, slowly at first to make sure she was fully acclimated to feeling him inside her from this angle. When he heard her moans and mewls grow louder, he moved faster. He wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be able to hold out. Her pussy had a grip on his cock that felt like nothing he’d ever experienced before.
He held her tight at her hips and pumped faster. He knew he was close, but he wanted her to explode one more time before he came. He reached around to her clit and rubbed it quickly from side to side. Her moans grew louder, and her walls tightened even more on him.
Angel dropped from being on her hands to holding herself up on her elbows. Her hair hung forward, covering her beautiful face. She was rocking her hips back and forth on his cock, forcing Damian quicker to his release. His fingers continued to strum her.
“Mmm! Mmm!” Her hips rocked harder and faster.
“Mmm! Damn! Oh, Damian! Mmm! Shit!” Angel screamed.
Her walls were squeezing his shaft and head like they were in a vise grip. He pumped faster and harder until he shattered, and groaned his release.
Instead of collapsing on the bed, Damian pulled Angel upright and held her in his arms. He kissed her neck and back. His cock was already trying to get hard again.
“Damn. I love you, beautiful,” he whispered.
“I love you, too.” She leaned her head back against his shoulder.
Damian knew they didn’t have time for an encore performance with Jordan expected to arrive soon.
The two made their way into the bathroom, showered, and got dressed so they were presentable when their roommate arrived.
Within minutes, Jordan walked through the door. “Do you guys have time to talk?”
“Of course. We want to hear all about last night. Is she your mate?” Angel asked.
“Not really, no.” Jordan shook his head as he sat on the couch. “Did you know humans get engaged, then married? Well, evidently, we got unofficially engaged last night during dinner. And now, we, which really means she, will be planning a freaking wedding. The only good thing is she said it will be in a couple of months.”
“Did you at least claim her?” Damian asked.
“Oh, no,” Jordan said as he raised his hands in the air near his ears. “She’s saving herself for our wedding day. She said when she has a full commitment from me, then I can basically do whatever is required to become mated.”
“I don’t envy you,” Damian said. Angel smacked him on his thigh.
“How did it go with her parents? Did they like you?” Angel asked.
“The parents were great. Her step-father kept calling me son. And that’s really what I wanted to talk to you guys about. I got to thinking last night, about my own dad. I know he was being a hard-ass about me moving to the new pack, but he was just looking out for me.” Jordan looked at Damian, who was staring at him, waiting for his next words. “I’m going back home. I know I won’t be there for much longer because we’ll be in our own place soon, but I need to make sure there aren’t any hard feelings between old Jude and me. He’s my father, and I love him.”
“I think that’s a wise move, honestly. We definitely don’t want there to be any family rifts. And he is your father. Hell, if I can get along with my old man, Jude should be a piece of cake,” Damian said. He and Jordan laughed.
“I’ll get my stuff and be out of your hair today. Thanks again for putting up with me,” Jordan said.
“You’re welcome. And we weren’t putting up with you. It was nice having you here with us,” Angel said.
“Speak for yourself, Angel. It was god-awful having him here,” Damian said, then laughed. “I’m just kidding you, Jordy. You know that. We’re like brothers and always will be.”
Chuck had made sure Maverick had his own set of tools, and that he had a thorough understanding of how to do nearly everything except electrical and plumbing. Those were specialty fields, and he suggested Maverick get the specialized training, so he could do that as well, eventually.
They were getting close to being done with all of the building and renovating after several weeks of very long days and an unbelievable amount of work. The little village looked completely different than when the trio first arrived.
The typical day began around seven in the morning and ended well into the evening. The guys would all eat dinner together, then disperse to their lodgings to get ready to start again the next day. Since there were six of them, they had three guys in each of the two habitable houses for the majority of the time.
When he was alone, Maverick spent most of his evenings thinking about one person -- Jordan’s older sister, Roxanne. He’d had a secret crush on her since he was a pup. She was three years older, and had loved tormenting the two of them and Damian when they were younger. There were so many funny things that had happened in their childhood, it brought a smile to his face.
Roxanne had always been a wild child, and got into frequent squabbles with her parents. She ran away a handful of times, too. The last time Jordan mentioned her, she had moved back home. Evidently, the relationship she’d been in didn’t work out after seven months of living together and she left.
A shiver ran up his spine when Chuck told him everyone was coming out to see what they’d done so far. Everyone, and Roxanne.
He did have a tingling feeling deep in his gut when he heard the news earlier, but he dismissed it to just a case of nerves. Nervousness that what he’d done to help his Pack would be loved as much as they all loved pouring their hearts into this project.
It’s not because of Roxy, he kept telling himself. Roxy was the nickname he had for Roxanne, but he never uttered it to anyone.
Maverick knew he didn’t have the crazy hunger problem that Damian and Jordan had. He didn’t feel like he was going crazy or starving, or whatever the other symptoms were.
After Maverick brushed his teeth, stripped, then crawled under the blanket on his bed, he turned on the TV and set the timer, then folded his arms behind his head and daydreamed about the next day when everyone would arrive. They all planned to stop working and meet them about a quarter mile from the village so they could see the surprised looks on their faces. He was trying desperately to not think of her, but no matter how hard he tried to focus on something else, his thoughts always went back to her.
Maverick closed his eyes and saw his Alpha, Damian, and Alpha Thor, both with their mates, then he saw Jude and his wife, followed by Jordan. They all said hi, then walked past him. Then he saw her. Roxy. And she was walking toward him. She had a big smile on her face that was as bright as a ray of sunshine. She wore a mini-skirt that showed off her long, shapely legs. The legs she earned as a dancer. The same legs that Maverick had seen when Roxy wore her shortest of shorts, and he’d stared at s
o many times when he’d spent the night. He felt a pitter-patter in his chest and he swallowed hard. Without hesitation, Roxy closed the distance between them, reached a hand on each side of his face, then pulled his mouth down to hers.
I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time, Mavvy, she said. He’d hated that nickname.
Maverick returned the favor. He pulled her thin frame against his muscular one, then lowered his mouth onto hers again. When his tongue licked across her lips, she opened readily for him. Their tongues lashed feverishly. Maverick felt his cock harden to the point of being painful and throbbing. He need to feel her. He needed to be inside her.
Roxy grabbed his crotch and Maverick gasped.
I’m all grown up now, Roxanne. I’m not a little boy anymore, he growled.
I feel that. So what do you want to do, Mavvy? she asked, and tilted her head slightly. The smirk on her face meant she already knew what his intentions were.
He slid his hands under her skirt and rubbed across her firm, bare ass cheeks. His cock was aching to feel her. He’d always wondered why she’d dated so many guys, and had even heard rumors that she was promiscuous, but that didn’t change the desire he had to touch her, to impale her on his straining length.
Let’s go find somewhere we can be alone, Maverick said.
Look around, stud, we are alone, Roxy said with a smile on her face.
She lowered herself to the ground, her bare knees being dug into by the pebbles in the dirt. She reached up and unfastened his pants, then pulled them down, freeing his jutting cock.
Very impressive, Mavvy. You were right, you aren’t a little boy anymore. She sucked his cock deep into her throat. Maverick released a guttural moan. Roxy bobbed her head back and forth, licking and sucking.
As Maverick continued to think about Roxanne sucking his cock, he stroked his length from base to tip over and over. His eyes stayed closed and he could see Roxy look up at him through her lashes, never stopping her motion. He was so close. She was driving him mad. Her mouth was heavenly.
With another few strokes, Maverick let out a low moan and felt the ribbons of his hot seed spurt out.
Fuck, I need to have her, he thought as he cleaned up his mess.
Chapter 28
“Hey, Mavvy,” Roxanne called out as she walked past Maverick. She gave him a slight shove, like she had done so many times when they were younger.
“Hey,” he replied. He felt slighted. She didn’t even give him a second look. It wasn’t going as Maverick had imagined and hoped.
Everyone said their hellos before they all made their way to the revamped village. Maverick glanced at Roxanne a couple times, taking note of the mini-skirt and the tight blouse that made her hardened nipples visible. He’d hoped she would look in his direction and see that he was ogling her, but she never did.
Damian held Angel’s hand in his as they walked past the last of the bushes and into the clearing, where they all stopped. Calista held her other hand. Thor stood directly behind his mate, his arms wrapped around her middle.
“This is amazing,” Damian said. “I’m speechless. It’s so much.”
“Chuck, if you don’t mind giving us all the grand tour,” Thor requested.
“I don’t mind at all. Alphas Damian and Angel, and Beta Jordan -- welcome to your new home. Maverick already lives here, practically.” Chuck snickered. “You remember two of the three homes that were habitable. But with three of you, there just wasn’t enough room. So when we demolished the one home, we rebuilt the Alpha quarters. That’s the larger two-story home you see in the center. The previous house only had two bedrooms and one bathroom, like the other two. The new house has four bedrooms and two bathrooms. I’m super excited for you to see the inside, and Maverick will be taking you all through in a few minutes. And, might I say, Maverick has done a fantastic job helping us.”
Maverick smiled, and his face flushed. He looked in Roxanne’s direction, but she was staring off to the side.
“What you may also notice is there are more structures here than just the three residences. One of the old buildings was reconfigured and repurposed. This was a result of the forethought of our Alpha, Thor. Thor, do you want to tell them what was done and reveal the first surprise?”
“Chuck, you’re too kind. You presented the idea and I merely agreed. But, to Chuck’s point, one of the smaller homes was turned into a medical facility. It’s nothing spectacular, but has four beds for the infirmary, and healer quarters have been added on.”
“We don’t have a healer, though,” Jordan said before Damian had a chance to get the same sentiment out of his mouth.
“Oh, yeah. I guess I forgot to mention that. You all are familiar with Anita, Trinity’s underling. She’s been doing a fantastic job and really deserves to be in a more primary role. Anita will be moving to the new pack with you as your healer.”
“Thank you, Father,” Damian said. “But are you sure?”
“I’m absolutely sure,” Thor said.
“We want our grandbabies to have the best care they can get, and we know Anita will be diligent.” Calista smiled as she looked at Angel.
“And, in case anyone gets shot again, we already know Anita can care for those wounds as well,” Thor said.
Thor looked at his Beta and noticed the scowl on his face. He smiled at Jude. “Relax, Jude, my friend, it was a joke. I’m sure there won’t be any more shootings.” He turned his attention back to Chuck and nodded.
Chuck cleared his throat. “So, we have the Alpha quarters, and the healer infirmary and quarters. Then there are two more buildings. One of them will be Beta Maverick’s home. That’s the residence that basically stayed completely intact, at Maverick’s request. He didn’t want us to fuss over him, but we did sneak in a few modifications on the inside, which Maverick hasn’t even seen yet.” Chuck looked at Maverick and smiled. “You knew we wouldn’t forget you.”
Jordan cleared his throat. He was eager to know about where he’d be staying.
“And Beta Jordan. On the other side of the infirmary you’ll see a small new cottage where you will be living. It’s a nice one-story home with three bedrooms and two bathrooms. We’ll walk through so you can see it.”
“Chuck, as always, you and your team work like magic. You’re faster than any other group I’ve ever heard of. I don’t know how you do it, but you do a great job. I can’t wait to see the insides. Shall we?” Thor asked. Calista dropped Angel’s hand and took Thor’s in her grip.
“Absolutely; I can’t wait, either,” Angel said.
The group made their way up the path to right in front of the homes.
Chuck looked at Maverick. “I’m going to let Maverick walk you through three of the buildings, then I’ll walk everyone through Maverick’s place so he can see what we did.”
Maverick led everyone through the infirmary to start. The façade of the home hadn’t changed. It still looked like the same small bungalow that sat there before, only now it had a wooden sign on it with Anita’s name.
The inside looked completely different. Maverick and a couple of the guys had been staying there, sleeping in the rooms that had been converted to sick beds temporarily while they kept working on all the other construction work. The rest of the guys had bunked in what was to be Maverick’s place.
The entire inside had been cleaned up and repainted to look more cheery than the drab wood paneling that had been there before. The group continued back to the door leading to the healer quarters. Maverick announced that Anita would have her own one-bedroom, one-and-a-half bath, private residence behind that door. He opened the door and they all walked through. Her space was sparsely decorated with a hand-made table and chair set, and a hand-made queen-sized bed frame. She’d need to bring her other furnishings, but she’d have everything else she’d need.
“Great job, guys,” Damian said. “I can’t imagine her not being happy here.”
“Thank you,” Chuck said, a toothy grin on his face.
> “Let’s walk through Jordan’s place next,” Maverick said.
They all marched back out of the infirmary and over to Jordan’s home. The tour was marveled at by all, and Jordan loved his home. Maverick told Jordan they had a couple of pieces of furniture in the works, but they weren’t quite ready. Jordan said he wished Mindy could have come to see the home. Jude nodded his approval of the place his son would soon call home. Once they wrapped up there, they went to the Alpha’s quarters.
When Angel and Damian walked through the front door, they both gasped at the sight of their new home. Angel grabbed Damian’s hand and squeezed it hard.
“I love it,” she said.
“Let’s go see more; this is just the foyer and dining room,” Maverick said.
They continued to walk through and Maverick showed them the living room, the large eat-in kitchen, and the back patio. Next they climbed the stairs to see the bedrooms. The first three bedrooms were all about the same size, and the future children and/or guests would share the bathroom in the hall. There was a small landing that separated the master suite from the other three bedrooms.
“I hope there are enough rooms here for all of our grandchildren,” Calista said, then giggled.
“I don’t know, Mother. We may need to add-on,” Damian said with a smile.
On the other side of the landing was the door to Damian and Angel’s suite. When they walked through the door, tears streamed down Angel’s face. The room was much larger than she’d thought possible. And it was the only room that was fully furnished with a California King bed, matching bedside tables, and chest of drawers. The room had a cozy nook with a baby crib, changing table, and small dresser.
Damian lowered his mouth near Angel’s ear. “I think they’re trying to drop a hint,” Damian said. She giggled. She loved the idea of having Damian’s babies. And seeing the baby crib made her want to give him a precious bundle of joy soon.
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