Page 97 of Mask and the Magnolia

The fact that he called my outfit sexy is kind of silly but also really adorable. I’m dressed similarly to the way I was when I saw him earlier but Isaak knows I’m not wearing a bra or panties. Des stole my bra and Korvin tore off my panties then kept them.

That’swhat my omega finds sexy about the way I’m dressed.

The adorable part is when he uses words like sexy to describe what I think is pretty mundane but one of the other things he’s learned from our boys is how to use his filthy mouth with confidence, which is far less adorable than it is slick inducing.

“When I said I was hoping to get fucked in the bathroom,” I whimper into his mouth as his hand slides up my side and he brushes his fingers along the curve of my breast. “I didn’t mean right this second.”

Isaak smiles as he lifts his head, his gorgeous hazel eyes glassy and his pupils blown wide. “I know. Our drinks are probably ready as well, but I couldn’t move on with our night if I wasn’t able to kiss you first.”

He nips at my lips and I arch my back, my body contradicting everything I just said. “I love you.”

”I love you, too, Maggie.” Isaak kisses me again, grunting as I bear down on his thigh, my hip rubbing against his cock, grinding my pussy against him. “You’re going to leave a wet spot on my slacks.”

“Good,” I moan, tilting my head to the side as my eyes flutter closed, my omega kissing a path down my neck toward Korvin’s mark. “I have to make sure everyone knows you’re mine somehow.”

His chuckle is dark and sensual, vibrating against my skin until heat pools between my thighs. I swear I can’t get enough of him. Isaak or our beta and alphas. I think it’s because our time together is so restricted. It’s something we have to carve out and work for, and making sure our scents are strong, that our marks can be seen, has become crucial because of how often we’re forced to part ways.

And I love them.

My mates have stolen my heart, they’ve burrowed into my soul, and I crave them more with each passing day. I love them more than I knew I could love anything. It was surprising when it happened but now, loving them is as easy as breathing and just as vital.

“I have to stop,” Isaak grunts as sucks hard then nips at the base of my throat. “If I don’t, I’m going to fuck you right here.”

I giggle as I slide my hands up his chest then wrap my arms around his neck, opening my eyes slowly in an attempt to gather my wits but instead I freeze.

There, standing at the back exit maybe twenty feet away, wearing a malicious grin I can see clearly through the crowd around her, is my father’s secretary.

SIXTEEN

CUT THE TENSION WITH A KNIFE

MAGNOLIA

Iclutch my stomach as I hear my phone buzz from inside my purse, the stupid thing bouncing off all the shit I have in there and amplifying the vibration by about a million.

I don’t have to look to know who it is.

My phone hasn’t stopped ringing off the hook since well before I was supposed to get up this morning.

The upside to that is that I’m sort of coasting through what should be a hangover since I haven’t actually slept but the downside is, despite sobering up real fucking fast last night, I’m nauseous as hell and keep throwing up.

Whiskey doesn’t usually do that to me.

Seeing my life flash before my eyes thanks to an unexpected twat definitely changed that.

You know what doesn’t help when you’re panicking about all the ways your life is over? Being alone.

Eve stayed out a lot later than I did, Maddox texted me to let me know he’d babysit since I got her last time, and once Isaak put me on the shuttle to go home, I was by myself. Just me and all my extremely self destructive thoughts.

Thoughts that went into overdrive the second my father made his first phone call and they’ve done nothing but spiral out of control with each that followed.

I was hoping it would be better when I got to work, that I’d feel better being close to my pack but apparently the universe is out to get me.

Isaak is reviewing applications for Dolly’s replacement with her and Donovan. It’s been months of hunting without one promising candidate and from what I understand, the last batch was a total bust so he’s back at it with them today.

Recently, as in a few days ago, we started implementing outdoor rec time for our residents. Another perk of good behavior, if you will but I’d like to punch myself in the face for approving it to start the day my father is most likely to murder me.

Korvin and Calix are outside in the yard.