Chapter 24 - Bailey

To say I’m confused would be the understatement of the year. I know that Gina had some problems with Jill after what we talked about recently—like at Jenks’ party—but I never thought Jill was malicious enough to actively try and break us up.

I understand why Jill would do this, but surely she knows, she can’t ever be my mate. She understands the mate bond and how vital this is for the pack, especially now. It seems especially nasty to me to upset a pregnant woman.

As I drive towards Jill’s house, the late afternoon sun shimmers against the clouds up above and glints across the car windows. When I look over at Gina, it’s as if she glows. And it’s not just the pregnancy—it’s her natural beauty.

After just a few moments with her, I’m seeing poetry in the world again. Without her, I was dead inside.

We pull up at Jill’s. I can see Gina is anxious, but eager to get answers. As we walk up the pathway to the front door, I want to reach out and take her hand, but I don’t know if we’re reconciled that much yet, so I hold back.

Gina knocks firmly on the door. When Jill answers it, I see shock flash across her face briefly before she smiles warmly at us.

“Hi guys,” Jill chirps. “What can I do for you?”

“May we come in, Jill?” Gina asks.

Jill frowns, just a little, then gestures for us to come in, stepping back from the doorway. “Of course,” she says. “It’s so good to see you two together. Come in and sit down.”

Gina’s face tightens up a little, but she doesn’t frown or say anything, just heads into the main room and sits down. When I sit next to her, Gina takes my hand and gives it a squeeze. The tightness in my chest eases a little.

“Jill, we need to talk to you,” Gina says. “There has been a miscommunication here, and I believe you are responsible.”

Jill’s smile gets wider, and at the same time, her eyes go a little cold. “I don’t know what you mean, Gina. You always were emotional. No doubt the pregnancy has made you even more edgy.”

I feel Gina’s hand squeeze mine again, and I squeeze back.

“Do I look emotional right now, Jill?” Gina asks calmly.

Jill smiles. “It’s always hard to tell with you. You take things so very seriously that when things are only meant as a joke, sometimes you don’t react right away.”

Gina takes a deep breath, and I can tell she’s upset, but as far as I’m concerned, she has every right to be. And she doesn’t look emotional at all.

“Jill, at Jenks’ party, you told me that you had been with Bae.”

A shock crackles through me like I just touched a live socket. This is news to me.

“Gina,” Jill replies, “I didn’t say that.”

Gina frowns slightly, as if she’s going over the conversation again. “I know that you were all over him when he walked into the party. Then, not long after, I spoke to you and you suggested—if not outright said—that you and Bae had been an item. That you always wanted him.”

“Gina.” Jill uses that gentle, slightly condescending tone again, “I think you’re putting words in my mouth.”

“Jill,” I say firmly, “you told me Gina was pining for her old life in Denver. That she wanted to break the mate bond. Why would you say that?”

Jill turns to me, and her smile is bright and sweet. Nothing like the fake grin she gives Gina. “Bae, you deserve someone who is invested in you, and the pack. Gina isn’t.”

“Why would you say that?” Gina asks with hurt in her voice. “I never said that.”

“Don’t upset yourself,” Jill says to her in a soothing tone. “No one wants you to overreact.”

“Jill,” I say in a slightly harder tone because I want her to pay attention, “I need you to talk to me for a second. I don’t appreciate anything you’ve said to Gina so far, and I’m really starting to believe this is between us. You have outright lied, to both of us. I want an explanation.”

Jill’s eyes widen, and her lip trembles. She looks like she’s about to cry. “Bae, it isn’t fair,” she says. “You should be with me. We’ve always had a connection, and I should be your mate. I’m Carson’s daughter—I’m meant to be with the alpha. With you.”

After these words are spoken, a heavy, dense silence falls. It feels like any sound will shatter everyone in the room.

“Jill,” I say again, very firmly now. “If you have felt a connection between us, it was one-sided. I have never felt anything for you, and as far as I’m concerned, there never has been, nor will there be, any romantic feelings between us.”

“But—”

“No,” I cut her off. “Gina has always had my heart, from the very beginning. Even if there was no mate bond, I would choose her over anyone else every single time.”

Jill stares at me, her lip trembling even worse now. She blinks hard, her eyes shimmering. “Bae, I—”

“We’ve heard enough, Jill,” Gina says. “We will speak to you about this later. You’ve done considerable damage to the pack with your selfish actions. I don’t know if your father knows about this, but he soon will.”

Gina gets up, and I follow her out the door and over to the car. I take both her hands and look into her eyes.

“I meant every word.” I squeeze her hands, trying to impress my words into her so she knows they are true. “Please. Please come home with me.”

Gina nods, leaping into my arms and hugging me. I wrap my arms around her, holding her close to me and immersing myself in her scent. I feel whole again, as if I can’t be complete without her.

“Let’s go home,” Gina whispers in my ear. “I’ve missed you so much.”

The drive back to my place seems to pass me by in a matter of seconds. If both of us were supposed to go back to work, it’s obvious that neither of us care. I hold her hand almost the whole way, and every time I glance over at her, she’s watching me with her beautiful, big blue eyes.

I’ve missed that look.

When we get out of the car, Gina grabs my hand and hurries me across the lawn. I struggle with the door and barely get it shut behind us before Gina wraps herself around me and reaches up to kiss me.

Our lips meet, and Gina moans into my mouth. Her hands are all over me, tugging at my shirt and my belt. I let go of her to fight with my pants while she pulls off her top. We are so eager to kiss each other again, we stumble into the couch, both of us tangled in our clothes.

I fall onto the cushions, holding Gina so she lands safely in my lap. My pants are still clinging to one leg, and my underwear is halfway down my thighs. My arms are trapped by my shirt caught across my back. Gina managed to get her top and bra off, but she’s still wearing the long skirt.

“Hmm,” she mutters, swinging her legs over so she can straddle me. “I could get used to this position.”

I try to reach up for her, but my arms are caught by the shirt. I feel like a T-rex.

“No fair,” I growl, struggling. “You planned this.”

She giggles. “Maybe.”

Gina leans forward and kisses me, her tongue gently exploring mine. I relax back against the couch, tracing my fingers against her sides as she presses her body against mine.

She starts to wriggle and writhe, and I realize she’s not wearing any panties. I can feel the slick heat of her touching my hard cock as she rocks back and forth.

I struggle against my shirt, growling as I try to get more access to her. Gina giggles and sits up, bracing her hands on my shoulders. She bites her lip as she grinds on me with her hips, pleasuring herself and teasing me.

“Fuck, Gina,” I whisper. “You’re so beautiful.”

She smiles and shakes her head a little, reaching down to touch my face. She leans down and kisses me again, softly and sweetly teasing my lips with hers.

“I love you,” she whispers.

“I love you, too. With all my heart, forever and always.”

She kisses me once more, then sits up, rocking back and forth again. She reaches down, and I feel her grab my cock, stroking me a little before she wriggles her hips down and slips me inside.

Gina looks right into my eyes as she slowly lowers herself onto me, and I’m trapped by her gaze. She holds onto my shoulders, her fingers digging into me. I’m completely trapped by my clothes, and all I can do is watch as I feel her tight, wet heat swallowing up my cock, inch by inch.

A sigh slips out of her mouth as we finally join together, my cock as deep inside her as it can possibly go. Clasping my shoulders, Gina starts to slide up and down.

I watch her huge tits bounce and sway above me, leaving me tortured and enraptured. I fight against the shirt again, but I still can’t raise my arms. Gina laughs softly and looks down at me, smiling. She leans down to give me a brief kiss before sitting up and reaching up over her head to give me an amazing view of her incredible, gorgeous body.

Gina leans back, riding me, using her hips in short, hard strokes. My cock is rock-hard, held tightly in her slick, wet heat. Her pussy clenches around me, and she moans, closing her eyes and throwing her head back as an orgasm shudders through her whole body.

She falls against my chest, her muscles loose and relaxed. I wriggle around until I finally have a bit more reach, then grab her arms and flip us over.

“My turn,” I whisper, tearing off my shirt and leaning over to kiss her lips and stroke her hair.

Gina smiles, wrapping her arms around me to stroke my back with her nails. I run my hands over her body, enjoying her soft skin, wide hips, and gorgeous, soft breasts.

I wrap my arms around her waist and bury my face in her tits, making her writhe and buck under me as I feast on her, running my tongue across her skin to find her nipple and lick and suck. I tease with the lightest grazes of my teeth as I move between both nipples, biting and licking all the delicious skin in between.

When Gina is moaning underneath me and thrusting her hips upward, I sit up a little and guide my cock into her. She bucks against me, crying out as I slide all the way in. She wraps her legs around me and holds onto my arms, urging me deeper.

I kiss her gently on the lips. Then I brace myself up on my arms and watch her face as I begin to thrust.

I start with slow, long strokes, getting deeper and harder but maintaining my slow pace. Gina opens her eyes and looks up at me, her eyes glittering in the low light. She smiles, a soft expression of pure joy. I feel it connect within me, and I know my face echoes that same smile.

I thrust into her—hard, long, and deep—and hold it. I stay perfectly still until she starts to tremble and writhe against me again. Her legs grip me even tighter, her heels digging into my butt cheeks. I feel her fingernails digging into my back as she thrashes against me.

“Fuck me, Bae!” she cries out. “Please fuck me!”

I lean down and kiss her. “As you wish.”

I brace my hands against the soft cushions and start to thrust into her again, hard and fast. My muscles clench all over my body as my hard cock drives into her over and over again.

I don’t take my eyes off her face. As my pace picks up, she closes her eyes and throws her head back, clinging to me. Her gasps are soft and breathy but beginning to rise into cries of joy.

I slow down slightly, and she moans, clutching me and thrusting hard. I pause for a second, letting joy flood through me as I witness her pleasure.

Then I start to thrust in short, fast strokes. I lean down and wrap my arms around Gina, grabbing her shoulders so I can ram hard and fast with my hips. She cries out in sharp, small cries every time I slam my body into hers, gripping onto me for dear life as I fuck her as hard and as fast as I can.

Her hot, wet pussy grips my cock and spasms, making me gasp and shiver as the pleasure overwhelms me. Gina screams and shudders, writhing under me. With one more long, deep thrust, my own orgasm rocks through me, making me gasp and moan as I wrap Gina in my arms.

Tangled together, breathing hard, I feel her lips move against my cheek.

“I’m home,” she whispers.

“Welcome home,” I whisper back.