I watched as Elijah waited for me in the middle of the training field, ready to go. "You're sure you want this?" He smirks. "I'm sure. Let's go." I said, attempting to sound sexy yet monotone. It was game on. I narrow my eyes, embracing my inner wolf and we charged for each other. "What just happened?" Elijah asks, his back on the grass. I wasn't sure who he was asking, he was just starring at the sky out a breath. I took a deep breath of my own. "I can't believe you beat the Alpha." Joel says, his mouth open. I looked over at him, releasing my foot from Elijah's chest. I closed Joel's mouth with a smile. "You'll catch flies." I told him and patted his cheek. He gaped again which made me laugh. "Who are you Katerina Bathas?" Elijah stood up from behind me and pulled me into a tight hug lifting me off the ground. I laugh and kick in his arms. "You just told me who I was. Can we get inside? It's getting kinda windy." I ask, picking a piece of hair off my lips. "If you promise not to bring this up again," He breathes into my ear and I laugh yet again. "Let's go." Elijah finishes. We all nod and walk through the glass doors, through the kitchen and into the living room. I plop down on the couch beside Elijah and lean on his shoulder. Cliff sat beside me and Joel sat beside him. "Did you want to watch a movie?" Cliff asked me. "The Lion King!" I shout happily. They all groan. "Dude, why'd you ask her?" Joel smacks his arm.
"Oh shut up, you wanna tell her she can't watch her crappy Disney movie?" He snapped back. "No, no thank you. That's all you, bud." Joel mutters and sticks a pillow between the two of them backingaway. "First off, I can hear you. Second off, We're watching. The Lion King." I said with as much venom as I could. Then I smiled, bounced off the couch grabbing the remote off the tv stand, I got to sit down. Clicking into one of our streaming accounts and found the movie. Elijah pulls me into his lap as the introduction music begins and curls me up like a baby. One arm of his was under my bent knee's, the other was around my waist as my back was lay on his chest.Of course, like every time we watched this movie, I cried. "Why does he have to die? Simba has no father now..." I sniffle, a pang reminding me my own father had passed. "Why do I watch this, it's so damn sad." I mumble, wiping my nose on Elijah's shirt. "Sure. Go ahead, use my T-Shirt as a kleenex, no problem." He says in a dull amusement. I mutter a thanks and continue watching the screen. I feel his chest rumble with laughter. "It means no worries, for the rest of your days. It's our problem freeee, philoso-" I stopped singing when a hand covered my mouth. I followed the arm, the shoulder, until I seen Joel. I glared, "Hakuna Matata is a good song. Ass." I mumble the last part. I could feel Elijah laugh again."Yes, it is. Just not when you've heard it one too many times." Joel replies with a smirk. I find myself distracted during the last bit of the movie. I couldn't stop thinking.When the movie ended, I asked if we could put in another. I wasn't ready to go to bed yet, I didn't want to be alone. "Sure babe. Which one now?" Elijah asks me. I named the first movie to pop into my head, not really caring about the pick. "Finding Nemo." Cliff and Joel groan. "Please?" I use my sweet voice. "It's not fair of you to use that voice so much." Cliff grumbles. "Oh c'mon," I laugh. "You just don't like that it works on ya." I stick my tongue out at him and grab the remote from beside me. And I find the movie on the streaming site, adjusting in Elijah'a lap. He hisses into my ear, "Careful babe." And his voice gives me goosebumps. I adjust a bit slower, understanding his new hard-on would continue to grow. I try to focus on the movie and find myself now thinking of Elijah. There were still a few things I didn't understand. Normally, an Alpha shouldn't be so evolved with hanging out with the members of his pack. He should be working hard, doing paper work and phone call stuff. But the night they found me, he swore to me, "If you need me, I'm there, Katerina. Always. I promise." And I find myself smiling to his infectious grin in my memory. He had just held me after that, his arms wrapped protectively around me as I began to open up to him. It only took that first night for me to feel the safety he and his pack would give me.I sigh, remembering why they found me in the first place. I curled closer into Elijah's chest, pushing the memory aside. I didn't want to think about my old pack. I tried to watch the movie again, seeing the turtles always made me smile. I find myself frowning as another thought occurs. He was sitting with us sure; holding me, yes. Only, Elijah wasn't anything more than my alpha and friend. Friends would do similar things wouldn't they? I bite my lip.
He started to stroke my back. He kisses my forehead, making me question my previous thought. Confusion starts to frustrate me and after another rush of constant thinking, I start to finally grow tired. The corners of my vision were blurring and I yawn, taking a look around me. Cliff. Joel. Elijah. I had a pack. I had friends, a family. Three men I trusted more than anything were sitting around me. Yet still, after two and a half years I find myself thinking why... how could I get from where I was, to here. No answers come to mind and I blink back to the movie. My eyes feel like sand paper and the warmth I was getting from Elijah only made me more sleepy. "Go to sleep babe." And I closed my eyes, his voice pulling me into a deep, much needed sleep. Confusion still evident in the back of my mind."I couldn't do it," she whimpered in abject misery. "I couldn't do it. I'm so sorry I couldn't do it.""Shhh," I shushed her soothingly. "I know you tried your best."Bleary eyed, she turned to look up at me. "If I did, would it change the way you feel about me?"I gave her a reassuring smile and began to say the same thing I'd said to her last night. "I told you: I won't love you any le-"I stopped as I was suddenly seized with the sense that I was about to make a huge mistake. I remembered what Sam had said to me the last time I'd said those words, complaining that I wasn't listening.But I was listening now, and I realized that last night I'd gotten everything backwards. So instead, I tilted her face to look up at me and stated evenly, "Deep-throating me isn't going to make me love you more. I don't need you to do something like that... or even have sex with me... to try and make me think of you as 'my favorite'. You can't buy my love with a blowjob. I care a great deal about you a
I arched an eyebrow. "Never really thought of myself as 'gorgeous'.""Why do you think we've all been rubbing ourselves all over you for the past few years? It's not because you're ugly." Sam reached up and traced my cheek with her fingertips. "It's in your eyes, really. The intensity of your stare when you look at us with such... heat."I started to look at her with heat in my eyes, thinking about all the things I'd done to her last night... Thinking of all the things I could be doing to her right now. But I took a deep breath and forced myself to once again be patient, to think rationally instead of hormonally."But what changed?" I asked. "You've been attracted to me for a long time, you say. What was different about last night?"Sam sighed and stared back into her lap. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said quietly, "Maybe I should just go home.""Sam...""This wasn't a good idea.""You can't dodge this forever. And you don't have an excuse that you need to beat your pa
I nodded, and she nodded, and a long silence fell over both of us. We smiled at each other, unsure of what to say. And after the silence started to become a little awkward, only then did we seem to remember our nudity."I did NOT expect to have this conversation today," I finally said, a little embarrassed."Me neither. But..." She popped her eyebrows and gave me a hopeful smile. "I know this hasn't been the most 'uber sexy' conversation, but would it be too weird for me to say I'd still like to take another shot at this sex thing?"I raised my eyebrows. "You sure?""I don't want to go to bed tonight still a... Well I guess I'm not technically a virgin anymore, but I still don't feel like I've earned my woman card."I smiled but held up a finger. "You're letting me go down on you this time, no arguments.""Not arguing.""Maybe I shoulda bought some lube." I suddenly grimaced and rubbed my temple as if I could physically scrub away the thought that had just popped into my mind."What?"
Belle snorted and gave me a look of disbelief. "You really think I wanted all that? I love you, Matty, and I always will. But I never wanted a fancy romantic date. The six of us girls may be eagerly climbing all over your body exploring everything physical pleasure has to offer, but none of us is going to date you. The BTC will survive you fucking the shit out of Sam. The BTC will survive you having sex with me. It will NOT survive you becoming someone's actual boyfriend. I told you before: I'm not breaking up the BTC for us.""Then...?"Belle pulled my hands out of her shirt and sweatpants, twisted around in my embrace, and got to her knees. She leaned forward to kiss me gently before sitting back on her heels. And then she reached down to grab the hem of her t-shirt and swiftly whipped it over her head. Her bra had been dislodged, exposing her right boob, but she unclasped it and tossed it to join the shirt. And then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants and sta
"Yeah, I'll bet she was soooo torn up about it," Belle scoffed. "You know she DID say that one time it wouldn't be such a stretch for her to fuck you just so she could be your favorite.""I don't think that's what was going through her mind. I mean, I DID ask her why she did it, but she looked at the clock and said we had to hurry home.""Convenient."I sighed. "I thought so, too. She dodged the question. But at the same time, I genuinely believe that she doesn't know why she did it. It was an impulsive decision. Ten seconds earlier, she'd been bawling her eyes out over her inability to deep-throat me even though I told her it wasn't a big deal. Maybe having sex with me was her way of... making it up to me? Something like that."Belle looked at me skeptically. "She couldn't deep-throat you, so she figured she'd give you her pussy instead?""I know it sounds crazy, but it's the best explanation I've got."Belle pursed her lips and sighed, looking thoughtful. She started shaking her hea
"Language, please, Matthew," Mother interrupted.I sighed and tried again. "Why does everybody assume I have to be having sex with the girls to be friends with them? I'm NOT.""Well, you're apparently fucking Sam."I popped my eyebrows at Mother's use of the f-word. It told me she was dead serious. Or she was messing with me. I couldn't actually tell. Pursing my lips, I said defensively, "That's different.""Are you in love with her?""With Sam? No." I shook my head. "We're friends.""'Friends' don't spend three out of four nights alone together, having sex or... or whatever you two were doing to each other before tonight."I buried my face in my hands. "I canNOT believe I'm having this conversation with my mother.""Is she going to become your girlfriend?""No.""Do you intend to keep having sex with her?""I don't know! We didn't plan on last night happening! It just... I mean..." My shoulders sagged. "Things got out of control, annnnd we didn't really have time to talk about it bec