Cade just always has to think she has the upper hand, but she can't win all the time!
~Cadence’s Point of View~ I had been naked under a blanket with an equally naked Lenox for nearly ten minutes or so as he drew soft circles on my back. This did NOT at all go how I imagined! *You’re such a bitch Cade, he’s desperate for us, obviously! You just had the most mind blowing orgasm of your damn life and you’re not going to get him off? Do it, or I’m serious about putting you in heat, dead serious,* Fanny said, sticking her snout up. I huffed at her in my mind, was my wolf seriously black mailing me into giving a blow job?? What kind of bullshit is this!? *Oh please you WANT to do it, you’re just being stupid for NO reason! He’s been incredible tonight and you know it! Let’s make him feel as good as he made us feel,* she said, not backing down. I laid cuddled to Lenox’s chest, pretending to sleep … or something.He was warm and he smelled so good, his body called to me. It taunted me and I loved and hated it all at once. He knew damn well I wasn’t sleeping all right! W
~Cadence’s Point of View~ 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ . Two hours into the party and I was pretty buzzed. Okay so I may have taken a few body shots off Hailey and got myself into a chugging contest with Weston. He won, of course. But I was determined not to get wasted and it was more than time to slow things down. I had been on the lookout for my victim, the one who I would spill my dirty fantasy to, but first … I had to come up with one. I supposed it could be a fantasy I’d already experienced, if there was ever something I wanted to do or try I had done it. Why linger on what ifs? Isn’t college the time for exploration anyhow? Sure … I could take the easy way out, tell Hailey or one of the twins my fantasy, but where’s the fun in that? Lenox had been somewhat avoiding me and I was sure Weston noticed. Or maybe he was trying not to, and it left me with a hollow feeling in my belly. But I didn’t know how to fix it. *You do know,* Fanny insisted. I sighed. I knew the truth of the matt
~Weston’s Point of View~ I really didn’t understand this dynamic between Lenox and Cade, fire and ice. But both from both of them. I hated games and bullshit, I was a straightforward person. But Lenox insisted she needed this to come around, so I held my tongue and agreed to his bullshit. I just needed us to move on with our lives and figure things out, we weren’t gonna make that happen if she was still torn on wanting us, wanting our lifestyle. I entered the bathroom, which reeked of sex and quickly locked the door. Lenox told me to pretty much be quiet and do what he said. He likened it to role playing, but I knew it was more than that. Role playing stops and this shit didn’t seem to have an end date. If it went on forever they’d make me insane. I watched as my brother grabbed a folded towel from the closet and dropped it on the floor in front of our mate. I finally took her in, her make-up was a mess and her dress was bunched up in her midsection, but she had a freshly fucked glo
~Lenox’s Point of View~ Maybe it had been the alcohol, but I was certain it was the fact my mate was in my bed that allowed me to sleep like a baby. Even if she was flaming pissed, even if she made me throw away the clothes I’d been wearing because they smelled faintly like Stacey. Even if Cade pretty much refused to speak to me and passed out curled up in Weston’s arms, it didn’t matter. She was in my bed, and now I knew she’d never spend another night apart from us. I wouldn’t allow it. We were marking her tonight, there was no doubt in my mind. Weston insisted we had a lot of shit to talk about, but we rode home in relative silence. I was too on edge, anxious about the conversation to come. He was a mixture of nervous and pissed. I knew he wanted to know every sordid detail of what happened with Cade and I, but I wasn’t confident I would tell him. I knew there were some things he shared privately with her, and he needed to know I would have the same. He told me when we first
~Cade’s Point of View~ I found myself in the exact same position I had been in this time a week ago, staring at my wall and yelling at it like it owed me money. Only I seriously doubted the twins were coming by, considering I woke up to an empty bed with no note, no nothing. Had they expected me to just loaf around and wait for them? It was bad enough I had to wear some of their clothes to walk home, but this time … I didn’t even give a shit. I made a complete fool out of myself last night and probably fed right into Stacey’s hands. I felt like she wanted me to attack her and in sex hazed drunken state, it seemed like a good idea. But let’s focus on the fact that I offered to fuck them both and Weston turned me down. What the hell was up with that? *Uhm, did you NOT see the look of disappointment in Weston’s eyes when we were in the shower? You fucked up,* Fanny said, then gave me the cold shoulder. I sighed. I definitely did see the look on his face. I couldn’t accept that I now
~Cadence’s Point of View~ DING I sighed and looked down at my phone, it was a text from Weston that I almost didn’t want to look at. I’d been crying for over an hour and I had to get it together, there was literally no way I could show up to get ready for tonight looking like someone died. I’d never been afraid of literally anything in my life, and now I was afraid to read a damn text. But there was so much more behind it potentially. “Breaking news: Cadence Mattison has to admit, she was wrong. That maybe, the Goddess knows what she’s doing. Stay tuned to find out if she’s too late.” Weston: Hey beautiful, sorry we were gone this morning, pack business so we had to go. Do you want to ride together tonight or were you going with Valerie? We’ll have to come back here after the game to get dressed. I can’t wait to see you dolled up. I sobbed and re-read his message for the tenth time. I wasn’t even mad he was lying to me, knowing why. I was actually beside myself that he texted as
~Weston’s Point of View~ After getting the best damn kiss of my life from my mate, I felt as if I were on top of the world. I felt like all the other bullshit of the day just fell away. She breathed new life into me with her lips. For a blissful moment I was transported somewhere else where it didn’t exist. Not to mention seeing her in my jersey, fuck. It was a good thing I had a cup on or my growing situation would be on display. I played the rest of the game as if it was for her, even though I knew damn well it was all the same to Cade, she had no idea what she was even seeing. It didn’t matter. I’d never felt more alive, and more absolutely sure that things would work out. I still didn’t know how they would exactly and that was why I had agreed to Lenox’s stupid ass back up plan, which simply had to work at this point. We had nothing else. But seeing Cade in such a good mood, so freely willing to kiss me openly out in public like she did, just lit the fire in my body for her al
~Cadence’s Point of View~ While I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders at coming clean to … my mates… *Ah huh,* Fanny said, happy as hell I’d even thought the word Even though I wasn’t saying it out loud. There was still so much uncertainty. I couldn’t spend a lot of time with the guys after the game, Lenox was adamant they had an appointment. I had no clue what that meant, on a Saturday night … before a charity dinner. But I didn’t want to push my luck. I gave myself a final look in the mirror trying to decide how I felt about my “warrior gown” as I called it. I felt like I needed some armor tonight, since I was still out of sorts. I always had the highest confidence when I went out. Especially all dolled up in a hot gown and fuck me shoes … how could I not feel fierce and ready to conquer the world? Cause I literally had no clue what came next. Fanny was completely convinced the guys were banking on tonight. That we’d spend the night together and finally get down to busine