Chapter 133: The wedding
Rory
The kids don’t accompany us to a lot of places, because of their own protection after we got some amount of fame. Which is why even though we were allowed to attend today’s wedding Witt the kids, we weren’t bringing them along. I stood before the floor length mirror here in our bedroom, doing up my tie when Jason emerged from the walk in closet, looking like he was practically begging to be gobbled up right now. He looked very hot on a normal day with his long dark hair but right now it was slicked bank and somehow, that made him appear even hotter. It made his jaw appear even sharper and when he noticed me staring, he winked at me and I blushed as I averted my gaze.
He came to stand behind me, looping in the mirror from above my head and I turned around to stare at the top buttons of his shirt which were undone. I wanted to reach up and do them at once, because I didn’t want anyone else to get the opportunity to ogle his skin. But I didn’t do that, because that made me feel a little ridiculous, because when did I start getting ridiculously possessive like alphas in heat?
"Like what you see?" Jason drawled and I rolled my eyes as I stepped backwards. He stepped forward and crowded me against the mirror and I swallowed emptily as he reached down to drag a finger against my nipple. He clicked his tongue and pressed harder on the hard nub and my heartbeat began to pick up.
"What’s with you and sheer, pretty shirts like this? It’s like you grab every opportunity to fuck with Kenny and I and then go all out to make us mad with lust." He continued and I let out a ragged breath because that was actually not my intention when I picked out this particular shirt. It was white in color, but the material was like silk and it felt like water against my skin. It honestly made me feel sexy, but I actually didn’t pick it out to fuck with them. I did only because it made me feel pretty.
"Your eyeliner is very pretty as well." He continued and I swallowed emptily as heat flooded my cheeks. I felt pleased all the way to my roots. I dabbled in using a bit of makeup sometimes because it made me feel pretty and I loved to feel pretty.
"Thank you." I mumbled, cheeks flushed and he grinned before pulling back. He reached up and adjusted my tie for a moment, eyes boring into mine and I exhaled shakily when his hand encircled my throat for a moment.
His phone rang and he stepped away to accept it then I was finally able to breathe well. Kenny emerged shortly after that, and the air instantly shifted as the scent of his rut followed him right into the room. He stared down at my shirt for a moment before his nostrils flared for a moment, then he was closing the distance between us and kissing me hard. The lipgloss I applied was completely slurped up by him and I was panting by the time he pulled away, eyes filled with so much heat as it raked over my body.
"This wedding... do we have to go?" He suddenly asked and I laughed breathlessly while trying to gather my wits together because I was starting to get horny and I didn’t want to start leaking slick.