Page 20 of Perfectly Yours
I’m not a fan of this conversation, not just because I don’t want to have it but because it’s unfolding in front of others who were also at that party. I’m also a Beta, an outsider, and someone who has no business butting their nose into the Astor’s relationship. That night was never supposed to happen the way it did and now I’m paying for it.
In more ways than one.
“Be careful, girlie. They’ll ruin you in a heartbeat.” Nathan pushes to his feet, leaning forward to caress my cheek when I grab that wandering hand and twist it. He grits his teeth, eyes flashing in anger as he raises his other hand in response. I launch a cheapshot at his dick with my foot, earning me a groan. He releases me and bends over, whispering that he’ll have my job for it.
Just as I’m about to lay another blow, his friends watching but not helping, Tati has an arm around my waist. Kai is on the other side, standing taller than I’ve ever seen him, a fierce expression plastered on his face. “I think it’s time for you to end your night.” Nathan tries to protest but Kai shakes his head. “Everyone in this entire room saw you touch one of the girls first. Raising your hand against them is a punishable offense, one that usually bars you from entry.”
Fuck, this is bad. I tug against Kai’s shirt, shaking my head. Barring him from entry might result in him blabbing to anyone who will listen about my late rendezvous with Macon and Savin. I don’t need to deal with that right now.
“However, tonight, I’m feeling lenient. Find a different club to enjoy yourself and you,” Kai whips around to face me. His smile betrays his words, letting me know he isn’t angry. “Go home and cool off. We don’t need our girls punching the patrons.”
I hold back a laugh as Tati drags me to the back room to gather my bag. “Thanks.”
“Don’t thank me. You were about to deck Nathan Fox. That man has more connections than anyone. I was saving you from a lifetime of hurt.” She raises an eyebrow when I just stare at her. “Girl, he’s not a fan of Macon Astor or Savin for that matter. He’s been trying to grab Savin for a while but he’s bad news. Finding out that you might have spent a night with them—he’ll run that shit in a newspaper so fast.”
A frustrated groan falls from my lips as I dig into my bag and slip on a pair of pants so that I don’t chafe while riding my bike. I’ve definitely stepped into a world I don’t understand. I say my goodbyes, Lewis nodding to me on the way out. Goddess, I’m failing at this.
My body flushes with heat and I bite back a moan as I scurry outside to my bike. Dr. Kelly mentioned that things would be weird this early in the pregnancy because I’m a fucking Beta. Need courses through me as I race home, not stopping until I’m locked in my room, clothes shed, vibrator resting against my clit as I hum with relief. The vibration runs through the metal piercing just above, my body yearning for more than I’m giving it.
The lights were off when I returned so either Carleen is still out at her event or fast asleep. I throw a hand over my mouth as I resituate my vibrator at my entrance, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as the tip slides in. Goddess, that feels amazing.
My mind wanders to Macon as I stuff the silicone inside, fucking myself furiously with something that barely holds a candle to his girth. Tears gather in my eyes as I move my hand to massage my breast, needing their touch, the friction, and a whole lot more force. It isn’t enough.
Macon and Savin’s names tumble from my lips in a hoarse whisper as I fuck myself to an orgasm, whimpering when the pleasure barrels through me and I sag against the mattress. Dr. Kelly mentioned that my need for my mates would heighten but she never mentioned that it would be insatiable.
Chapter sixteen
ELLIE
The next morning is worse than last night, the ache between my thighs a miserable reminder of the longing in my chest. I scowl at the feeling, vainly trying to rub it out as I grab my phone and scroll through Tati’s worried messages. It’s barely past 6 am and even though my alarm doesn’t go off for another hour, I’m not sure I can go back to sleep.
I’m okay.
Three dots immediately pop up that she’s typing.
No, you aren’t bitch. Call me.
It’s 6 am.
The phone starts ringing and I sigh, knowing that if I don’t pick it up Tati will show up on my doorstep. And there’s enough crazy in this house without inviting Tati into it. “Yeah?”
“I did some research when I got home. This is not going to be easy on you. What are you going to do?”
“Haven’t figured it out yet. I went home and then to bed, like a normal person. I also wanted a few more minutes of sleep before my classes.” I yawn and stretch, throwing the covers off. The chill of my room rushes in, a shiver running down my spine. “I’ll talk to you later.” She hums her response before I hang up. Scrolling through a few more inconsequential messages, I stumble on one from Ms. Astor.
I should really tell her that I’m the wrong person for the job.
But some part of me wants to be in their space—as stupid as that sounds.
She mentioned that I won’t even cross paths with them so this works out just fine.
A little extra cash, some proximity, and then I can figure out what the fuck I’m going to do about a fucking child.
Ms. Astor
Come through this morning. The butler will show you your duties before he has to leave.
There’s no ‘please’ or asking or trying to set up a time. I could message her back to change the time but she doesn’t seem to be an amenable person. I also don’t want to anger her or get Heath in trouble.