Page 78 of Dream Mates (Into The Parallel Omegaverse #2)

Chapter Fifty-Two

Wes

T he limo pulled into the luxury waterfront resort. The sprawling property was landscaped to the hilt, bedecked with palm trees and fountains, and we hadn’t even pulled up to the main building yet.

“Bren, can you buy this place? It’s nice.” Riley looked out the window as a family walked through the parking lot, hand in hand, probably to find dinner, since the sun was starting to set.

Brennan shook his head. “This isn’t my kind of property. Though if Grace is going to be spending any time here, it might be worth looking to see if there’s something local that would be suitable. Or just get us a small place.”

“That’s a good idea,” I replied.

“I’m guessing she will.” Riley shrugged. “Given you know, they’re trying to make a fake super collider, and PIIP does a shit-ton of work with them. Not to mention the military and research implications.”

“So, you’re assigning yourself to that project?” I asked. “I could really use you in my department.”

“That project? No, it’s boring as sausage on a Tuesday. But I’ll come up with a better one. What about her beach house? That could be here,” Riley said.

Why was sausage on a Tuesday boring? I wasn’t sure I wanted to know.

“Um, I told Spence he could pick.” Bren looked at me. “That’s okay?”

“It’s fine. You know it’s going to be a villa overseas or something, right?” I replied. Grace deserved it.

“We did get Evan a forest mansion.” Brennan shrugged.

We pulled up to the front of the columned white building, with awnings, a revolving door, and uniformed bellhops with brass carts.

The five of us got out and went inside the lavish, airy lobby with lounge areas nicer than our living room, a cart of tea and snacks, tasteful art work, and a fucking fish pond.

Brennan checked his phone, then looked at the map on one of the walls. “He’s in villa four. He gave me the access code.”

Riley came over to us with a handful of colorful sandwich cookies. “We’re on the beach. We’re not leaving tomorrow right?”

“Sunday,” I assured, taking one of her cookies.

“Rude.” She rolled her eyes at me then stuffed the remaining two in her mouth.

“He thought it might be fun for us to spend the day on the beach as a pack tomorrow, since Grace’s beach day got cut short,” I replied.

Brennan led us outside where we were met with a swimming pool filled with families and children on one side, and a restaurant patio with fairy lights and live music on the other.

The ocean lay straight ahead. We followed him down a lushly landscaped path, past the pool bar, a fire pit with children roasting marshmallows, and an area with oversized outside games filled with teenagers.

Spencer booked a family resort. Huh.

We passed a waterfall and what looked like an adult-only pool with a swim-up bar. It really was beautifully landscaped.

“I need a picture.” Riley grabbed her brother and pulled him over to the waterfall.

“I’ll take it,” Jett offered.

“Are you doing okay?” Brennan asked me softly as Evan and Riley shoved each other in front of the waterfall.

“Yeah. I mean, once again, Spencer was there to comfort her and I wasn’t. But it’s better him than no one,” I replied. “I’m also glad they bonded.”

And I meant it. I really just wanted her to be happy, to have everything.

Especially since her shitty childhood just got shittier. Fuck. How could her mom make her forget me when she knew what it meant?

“It’s okay to be a little jealous sometimes. It’s what you do with that jealousy that matters,” Brennan replied.

“It was a little hard on the plane when things got intense. But I also know he’s just taking care of her. I’m sure she’s a wreck and will need all the dick for a while. There will be enough for me later,” I replied.

“Later? You mean in five minutes when we get there?” His eyebrows rose. “You know, I get a little jealous of Evan and Grace. What they have is so easy between them.”

“I’m so relieved by that.” I watched Riley and Evan make silly faces. “Grace seems to think we can tell Evan no .”

Brennan snorted. “Yeah, no more than we can tell her no .”

“You couldn’t?” I eyed him curiously. “I see the way she looks at you–and no, I don’t have an issue if you ever act on it.”

“What are you talking about?” Brennan asked, following Evan, Jett, and Riley as Riley took off someplace.

“You can have an intimate relationship without bonding with her as long as you’re open about it,” I told him as we walked into an area filled with little cottages with ocean views. Must be the villas. Some of them had hot tubs.

His eyebrows rose. “It doesn’t usually work that way. Eventually they want bites.”

“Grace didn’t grow up here. It doesn’t mean the same thing to her.” I shrugged.

“True. I…” He sighed. “I don’t know.”

“That’s fair. Not trying to push everyone together. I’m just throwing it out there if you want to try and see if anything comes of it,” I replied. I knew from experience that it didn’t always work and that was okay.

“She’s probably just curious. They usually are once they know I have a ladder piercing.” He shrugged.

I rolled my eyes. “Which has been in her ass. One of the most fucking beautiful things I’ve ever seen.”

“She was high on pheromones. We were in the nest. I was also beyond fucking gentle. In the bedroom I’m not gentle. That’s what she needs. Gentleness. She’s a fragile little butterfly.” His hands shoved in his pockets, a look that was almost disappointment on his face.

Oh, was that why he called her that? To remind himself to be careful with her?

“For now,” I replied.

While she was a fragile little butterfly, she also had a core of steel. She always had.

“Oh, there’s villa four,” Riley said from somewhere up ahead. “They’re so fucking cute. And like as big as my grandma’s.”

We joined them as we approached what looked like a cute little two-story house with a hot tub on the top balcony, and a grill and fire pit on the patio.

“We’re roasting marshmallows after dinner. Which I hope is soon because I’m hungry,” Riley stated as Brennan let us in.

Excitement thrummed through me as I entered…

An empty living room. My heart fell. Oh. She was probably sleeping–I felt contentment, not pleasure.

Riley read from a note. “Taking a shower. I marked the rooms. There’s food in the fridge. Though we can go out to eat or order in if you want. Marshmallow roasting later? Love you. Grace.”

A door opened, and Grace, in a bathrobe, with wet hair, ran out and wrapped her arms around me. “Wes. Wes, you’re here.”

My heart filled right back up again. “Of course I am, Peaches. I’m here. I’m right fucking here.”

“Boo-Bear,” she whispered.

“Yes. I’m right here.” I kissed her long and deep, sending all my love to her, vaguely aware that Spencer and Brennan were talking and Evan was tugging on me, wanting a turn.

Mine.

Evan finally pulled her away from me to him and kissed her so long that Jett coughed. He gave Jett a look then kissed Grace again.

“Peaches. I’m so glad you’re safe,” Evan whispered, voice rough.

“Um, my turn.” Riley shoved him so she could get a hug. She hugged Grace hard.

“Come here, Babydoll.” Jett squeezed her and lifted her off the ground. He kissed the top of her head.

She looked at Brennan and bit her lower lip. “Hi. Thanks for coming.”

“Always.” Brennan wrapped his arms around her.

“Well, my heart just melted,” Jett whispered with a chuckle.

She was safe. Though I could see it in her face, feel in through the bond, that she was still shaken from her ordeal. But then if I’d gotten dragged to the registry and feared for my life, I’d be rattled, too.

“Feed me, you fuckers,” Riley complained.

“What do you want? To go out? To order in?” Spencer offered.

“Quick while they’re distracted,” Grace whispered, tugging my hand and leading me to a door that was marked with a note that said Wes. “I labeled the rooms. Jett and Bren, and Riley are upstairs. I figured Evan and I would stay with you. Spencer’s in the other downstairs room.”

She wanted just me? Yes, please.

“We’ll let Evan join in later.” I locked the door. Right now, I needed all of her. Alone.

“I missed you so much.” She kissed me like she was trying to ingest my soul.

“I’ve missed you, too. What does my Princess Peaches need?” I picked her up and tossed her on the fluffy bed, in the fancy, well-appointed room.

“You, Alpha.” Her lips seized mine, kissing me as if she were starving as she fumbled for the buttons on my shirt, arousal filling the room.

She needed me. That made me so fucking happy.

“You have me.” I took the bathrobe off her, revealing her still damp, naked flesh. Spreading her legs, I licked her length. “Oh, I missed this. I missed you.”

I had my Grace naked and under me. I’d make her come, have her beg for my knot, then fill her until both of us were content.

Noises of delight tumbled out of her pretty little mouth.

“Shhh,” I whispered, worried that if she was too loud someone would find us.

I tasted her again, allowing her peachy sweetness to satiate my alpha soul. Mine.

“Come for me,” I breathed. My tongue declared my love for her on her clit while my fingers pumped in and out of her.

Her desire for me, her love for me, and her relief that I was here flowed through the bond with a strength I’d never felt before.

She loved me. Needed me. Wanted me.

That settled me more than any knot.

Though I was absolutely knotting her.

“Wes,” Grace cried as an orgasm shot through her. “I need you inside me. Knot me, Alpha, please. ”

“How could I deny that?” I looked up at her, sending all my love, desire, and relief back.

She was okay. It could have been bad, but she was fine and here.

I patted her ass. “Present for your alpha, Princess Peaches.”

“Yes, Alpha,” she breathed, her scent heavy with arousal, as she got on her knees, ass in the air.

“Good girl.” I stroked her ass.

Hands on her hips, I got behind her and sunk into her warmth.

“Mmmm, that’s it, you feel so good,” she moaned as I started to thrust.

“That’s my line.” I peppered her back with kisses, one of my hands moving to toy with her clit.

“I missed you,” she whispered as I brought us both closer to her peak.

“I’m here.”

“But I need your knot,” Grace whined.

“You have it.” I was just about there. I thrust a few more times, then seated myself all the way inside, knotting her and filling her with my cum.

A happy shudder shook her body as she hummed contentedly.

I rolled us so we were on the bed, me spooning her, continuing to kiss her, and fill the bond with love, relishing in the adoration that she sent back.

We were complete once again.

Hopefully it would take Evan a while to figure out that we were gone. Because in this moment, she was mine and mine alone.