The room is uncluttered and simple. Three pine shelves are filled with ranks of shoes, boots, and clothes, neatly folded.
Phantom does the folding, after Joker flings his clothes onto the floor.
Joker isn’t neat about anything he does, apart from how he handles his weapons.
There are no personal belongings or photographs.
A music player and headphones sit on the end of the tallest shelf like Phantom was determined that Joker wouldn’t knock it off, which is a valid fear.
I wriggle, attempting to free myself from underneath Phantom’s muscled arm.
A red rose tattoo, whose stem transforms into a musical note, rests above an inked mask on Phantom’s arm.
The Alpha always sleeps pinning me down like he wants to be certain that I won’t slip away while he sleeps.
It’s another valid fear. I did try to run out on Joker.
There is a Joker shaped empty space on the other side of Phantom like there has been each morning. The Beta is dedicated to his dawn gym sessions.
I have found that I enjoy quietly waking up in Phantom’s arms. So, I alternate spending time in the gym with Joker in the morning and working out with Phantom in the evenings.
I can’t match Joker in his runs, or Phantom with his weights.
It is a new experience for me. I thought that I would hate being challenged.
I love it.
These men are worthy of my respect. They’re teaching me tricks, while I have tricks of my own to pass onto them.
They have been taught to play fair. I haven’t.
We all have our own strengths. Together, we’ll be fucking unstoppable.
I listen to the running water from the shower in the en suite next door.
Bird has enjoyed long showers every morning.
“The Hotel Omegas and staff were only allowed to bathe in cold water,” Bird told me on the first morning in Hunter Cabin,when he purred in delight as he tested the hot water. “Do you think that I need to ask permission to use the hot water?”
“If the answer is yes,” I replied, darkly, “then I will punch the Chief Alpha in the dick.”
Phantom looked horrified when Bird asked permission, shaking his head to indicate he didn’t need to.
So, I didn’t punch Phantom in the dick.
Now, the Alpha’s cock rests softly against his thigh. I haven’t seen him grow hard, even when Joker enthusiastically fucked me in bed next to him, while kissing Bird.
Phantom wrote Bird and me a long explanation of his needs.
He enjoys watching Joker having his sexual needs met by other people but doesn’t want to come himself. He feels close to his pack through deep emotional connections, feeling wanted and courted.
He needsromance.
He underlined the word.
Well, that will have to be Bird’s department.
Phantom loves soft touches, holding hands, licking and nuzzling.
