14. Austin

Chapter fourteen

Austin

A ddy was having our offspring! Two! Despite Cain's worrying, I was the happiest I had ever been in my entire life. She was perfect, my Addy, absolutely perfect. I didn't need dinner, but I refused to leave her side for even a moment. When she moved into the kitchen, I was right behind her, claiming a chair at the table first. She squeaked out a protest when I pulled her down onto my lap, but I couldn't bear to have her sit so far away. My arms wrapped around her waist, my palm flat against the space on her lower belly where our offspring grew. I buried my nose in her hair, inhaling her scent. My teeth ached with the need to sink into her skin, but I was a good boy. I could behave.

"Austin…" Addy warned softly, hearing my thoughts somehow. I keened softly, kissing her neck gently.

"I'm behaving," I murmured, although parts of me weren't. That's probably what she was feeling right now. She giggled, and the others joined us as Cain dished out bowls of what he called chili. It smelled spicy and looked completely unappetizing to me. I sat very still while Addy ate her dinner, content just soaking up her presence after nearly a week without her. Cain had stopped me from climbing up the fire escape and breaking into her room, insisting that she deserved some space. That had been torture, being able to sense her but not able to touch her. My friends had been in a frenzy all week, and I know a few of them had snuck into Cain's space to punish him for upsetting her so much.

Wyatt grabbed a couple of beers out of the fridge and offered me one. Reluctantly, I removed one of my hands from Addy and took it. Cain said they were more comfortable when I pretended to enjoy meals with them, and, usually, having a beer counted. I drank idly, moving my other hand over Addy's form since she was done eating now and didn't seem annoyed anymore. Her breath hitched as I skimmed over her breast, and I felt the metal of her piercing through her thin shirt.

The beer soured in my mouth, and I hissed in rage, tossing the can at the table. Cain swore and caught it before it dumped everywhere, glaring at me. "What the hell, Austin?" he snapped.

"I need to fix it!" I rasped, making Addy yelp as I jerked out of the chair, lifting her up and setting her back down as gently as possible.

"Fix what?! Austin cut that out!" Addy shrieked, swatting at me as I tried to lift her shirt up over her head. Frustrated, I tore it down the front, parting the fabric efficiently and revealing the offensive metal. I couldn't believe I'd done that. Stupid, stupid Austin, not thinking. I slapped the side of my head in anger, and Wyatt was out of his chair immediately, grabbing my arms.

"Hey, calm down! What is going on?" he demanded. He was in my head. I could feel him poking, and I hissed at him. "Why are you feeling guilty?" he asked gently.

"I… I hurt Addy when I gave her the piercings. But I didn't know she had offspring when I did it. I shouldn't have…" I whispered. Addy, who'd covered herself with her arms, dropped them and looked down at her chest, her mouth opening in a small ‘o' of understanding. Wyatt glanced down, frowning as he tried to catch up.

"Oh, the piercings? Oh… shit. You're right," he groaned. I lurched forward, sinking to my knees between Addy's legs.

"We can fix it. Wyatt, fix it." I looked up at him, insistent. He looked down at me, chewing the inside of his cheek. "You fixed Addy before. It's just two holes," I begged, and Cain stood, looking between us.

"Hold on now, Wyatt isn't just some pin cushion we stick our wounds in," he growled, and Addy nodded with him.

"I'll take them," I replied quickly. "My mistake, my punishment." Addy's face twisted immediately, and I regretted the words that made her upset.

"No one's getting punished, good god Austin! We were all adults, I agreed to them. You need to calm down," she told me gently, stroking my cheek. I couldn't bear it. The offensive metal that had once made me so pleased now made me feral with rage.

"Please, Wyatt? Please, fix it." My voice cracked as it rose as loud as I could manage. He nodded slowly, glancing at Addy, exchanging some sort of wordless communication with her as he slid his hands down to her shoulders. Taking this as my cue to move, I reached up, and as gently as I could, unscrewed the barbell and slid the piercing out. Wyatt groaned, and I watched as Addy's skin healed, the holes closing and leaving only a tiny scar behind. I quickly did the same on the other side, tossing the barbells on the table.

As Addy's skin healed, I grasped Wyatt's hand. Immediately the sharp sting had me catching my breath, and I felt my own piercings reopening under my shirt. I smiled at Wyatt, flashing my fangs at him, and his cheeks turned pink in response. Cain cleared his throat as he grabbed the empty bowls off the table and brought them to the sink. I grinned up from between Addy's knees.

"Alright, this has been very exciting, but now I just want to go to bed," Addy announced, yawning suddenly. I stood up at the same time as she did, and she raised an eyebrow at me. Walking over to the sink, she lifted up on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to Cain's cheek, whispering something in his ear that nearly made him smile. She gave Wyatt a kiss on the forehead and did the same to Piper as she passed. I was her shadow, following at her heels as she headed upstairs. As she passed my bedroom door, I caught her wrist, stopping her.

"Sleep with me tonight?" I asked softly, pulling her close. She was still naked from the waist up, and I felt her nipples rub against me through my shirt.

"In your room?" Addy asked, and I nodded, opening the door and tugging her inside. She didn't come in here often. I knew my friends made her a little nervous. But they were her friends too now, and I knew they would treat my mate with respect.

I felt her hesitation as the room filled with hissing, piles of clothes moving as flashes of scales appeared all across the small space. Carefully, I guided her to the bed, pulling back the covers and making sure no one was hiding inside who might startle her.

"I don't have pajamas," she murmured, and immediately I tugged my shirt up and over my head, handing it over. Addy laughed and pulled it down over herself, and my skin practically buzzed seeing her in my clothes.

"Perfect," I rasped, tugging her down until she was laying half on top of me, her leg thrown over my thigh. As soon as we were settled, my friends started to join us, tasting the air around Addy to smell her properly. My twin vipers were the boldest of the group, twining around her calf. She shivered and her hand tightened and she clutched my chest, but my mate was fierce and didn't flinch. Even when the others began to swarm over us, coiling around our limbs and spreading across the bed like a scaly comforter.

Her body relaxed over mine, and I felt her drifting off to sleep, making my heart sing. My friends praised her strength, hissing and cuddling around her to keep her warm. My beautiful black vipers draped themselves across her hip, claiming the spot nearest to the offspring. I whispered to them, sharing the joy of the two human babies inside my mate. A cacophony of hissing spread across the room, and I quickly hushed them, worried they would wake Addy.

It felt so right to have her in my den like this. I couldn't bear to sleep and miss even a second of it. Through the night, I listened to her quiet breaths, her heartbeat steady against my side. Somehow, I ended up closing my eyes just as the sun began to peek through the window, once my friends assured me they would keep Addy safe while I slept. I'm not sure how long I dozed off for, not long, I don't think.

I woke when Addy shifted, her leg pressing into my thigh as she grumbled in her sleep. Her long black hair was spread around her face, and Little Red was curled up at the base of her skull, using her hair like a nest. The sight made my fangs ache and my dick harden against her thigh. I knew I shouldn't touch her because it might wake her up, but my hands moved of their own volition, ghosting a path up her thigh. Her bare skin was so tempting, it was all I could do not to sink into her. A soft whine escaped my throat, and I winced when her eyes opened, blinking at me in the dim light. She shifted further on top of me, burrowing her face against my neck.

I was being good; I swear I was . My hand found the bare skin of her hip and I gave it a gentle squeeze, savoring the warmth of her body in my den. A sharp sting caught me off guard - did she just bite me?! I nearly came undone, my grip on her hip tightening at the feeling of her teeth against my skin. In a flash, she was sitting up, a devious smirk on her face. When I tried to sit up to join her, she caught me in the chest with her hand, shoving me back down onto the bed. I laid still, obediently, keening softly as she pulled my boxers down over my hips and threw them on the floor. My hips jerked when she grasped my cock, stroking down its length with an agonizing slowness, her eyes glinting with a predatory mischief.

"Mine," she murmured, and language fled my brain entirely when she wrapped her beautiful lips around my cock and swallowed me down. My hands tangled in her long black hair, and I hissed as her tongue traced along the underside of my length, teasing me. Just when I thought I would burst, her lips slid off, making an obscene popping sound that drove me wild. Once again, I tried to get up, but she shoved me back down, baring her teeth at me. I laid still for my fierce mate as she crawled on top of me, straddling my hips to sink down onto my cock.

"You're mine. Say it," she ordered, pulling her shirt up and over her head, tossing it off onto the floor. I opened my mouth, but words fled my brain. Addy rolled her hips, her eyes closing as she used me to pleasure herself. She was perfection, every inch of her, and I reached for her, my hands gripping her hips to keep her close to me.

"Yours," I rasped, the word finally making its way out of my throat. Addy smirked and tipped her head back, riding my cock like she owned it - and she did. She owned every part of me, body and soul. Addy could tear me apart with her bare hands, and I'd worship her as she did it. I felt her clench around me, her orgasm nearing. The noises she made had me gripping her thighs possessively as her movements became stuttered. She came apart on top of me, moaning my name as her pussy spasmed, milking the orgasm out of me.

Addy laughed softly, lowering herself down to kiss me, her nose brushing against my jaw. "Was that okay?" she asked, her finger running over the bite mark she'd left on my shoulder. I grinned and rolled us over, holding myself inside of her as I nuzzled her neck.

"Always," I rasped, grazing her skin with my teeth until she shivered, and I could feel her clenching around me, needing more. I brought my hands to her breasts, rolling them in my palms as she squirmed underneath me. Her nipples looked nearly healed, but I was still careful with them, teasing them into hard points as she whimpered, arching into my hands. Unable to resist, I took one into my mouth, rolling it with my tongue. She moaned and writhed underneath me, and I could feel my cock harden inside of her. I sucked and lapped at her skin, my fangs pricking at the delicate skin of her breast. Addy moaned, her pussy clamping down around me, and I began to thrust, drawing out her orgasm with long strokes.

"Austin, please!" Addy moaned, her nails clawing into my back. I picked up my pace, driving into her until she made the noises that drove me wild with desire. I nearly collapsed on top of her when I came for the second time, her body shuddering underneath me as her own orgasm rocked through her. Using my hips, I rolled us over so I fell onto the bed, curling her up at my side. Addy felt boneless as she snuggled into my arms, warm and satiated.

Was this what happiness felt like? Because I could get used to it.