Page 102 of Gigi and the Gym Rats


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And I don’t need to be marked, I tell myself, to be happy. Not all pack members bear marks. It’s fine.

His hands move over my belly, under my breasts, brushing the undersides. Teasing. His cock presses against my back, hard and hot. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” My eyes are closing with bliss as he rubs soapy circles over my belly and hips. I’m starting to throb inside, that pleasant gathering of pressure in my core.

“Did I hurt you last night?”

I didn’t realize he was still concerned about that. “I’m really fine.” I turn my head to smile up at him. “It was… amazing.”

Something relaxes in his gaze. “I’ve been worried I’d hurt you.”

“You were very careful back when we first hooked up a year and a half ago, weren’t you? Didn’t properly enter me, afraid it would be too much.”

He nods, eyes grave. “I wouldn’t hurt you for anything in the world, Gigi.”

I want to turn around completely in his arms, kiss him, but his mouth twist in a wicked smirk and his hands finally cup my breasts, fingers tugging on my already hard nipples. I gasp, leaning back against him as he toys with my nipples, pulling and massaging, until I’m trembling.

“Please, Zayne…” I try to reach between my legs, relieve the pressure, but his muscular arms are in the way. “I need to come…”

“You’re so sexy,” he breathes. “Sexiest girl I’ve ever met.” A big hand slides down, between my thighs. “Are you mine, Gigi? I want to hear you say it.”

“I’m yours,” I whisper, “I’m yours… oh, God…”

He circles my clit expertly, rubs it until I’m writhing against him, then shoves two fingers into my pussy and I’m coming hard, gasping out his name.

“That’s it,” he says against my neck, still working me through my orgasm, “that’s my sexy girl. I want to pleasure you every day and every night. I want to do filthy things to you and to this pack. Make you all happy.”

“Yes, alpha,” I whisper and he comes against my back, grunting out a curse. He likes me calling him that, that much is clear.

My alpha.

And I like calling him that, too.

I wonder how much Ronin might like it? Now that’s something to try out…

* * *

After we’ve dried ourselves up and dressed, we sit around the kitchen table once more.

Still no sign of Casey. And we don’t even have his phone number. I didn’t think to get it until now. He was always around. Never thought he’d vanish into thin air.

“What if he’s visiting a friend? A girlfriend or boyfriend, even? We don’t know enough about his life to tell,” Zayne mutters. “Or maybe he’s just avoiding us.”

The thought makes me feel sick.

Grey looks confused.

Ronin looks murderous. “No way,” he says.

“Just because we want him and desire him,” I say, “that doesn’t mean he reciprocates.”

“I think he does want us,” Zayne says.

“I think so, too, but without asking him outright, we have no right to make assumptions.”

“I don’t believe he has other girlfriends or boyfriends,” Ronin says. “No, that makes zero sense, Z. He said he’d only just arrived to town, that he was working day and night to make ends meet. And then he’d go away to stay with a friend for days? Without his laptop and his work?”

“You’re right, it makes no sense,” I whisper, frowning. “But where do we look? And how? He is an adult. We can’t really report him as missing, can we?”

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