Chapter 13

Abby

O ne year. In one year, I've been through more things than most people face in one lifetime . But everything has worked out. Even though I had to go through hell and back, literally. And even though my hardships aren't over yet, as I look in Frankie's eyes, my unexpected but very wanted mate, I know I'll be okay. I'll always be okay because I have strong, loving people at my side. Some of them just needed a little bit of extra time to get there.

I can't look away, she's just so damn amazing. Being with her like this, it's everything I've ever imagined. No, it's better than anything I could have ever imagined.

Frankie kisses me and the moment her lips touch mine, I'm a mess. My hand grabs the back of her head, holding our lips together, the kiss growing deep, powerful. I can feel her touch all the way in my bones. At first, I was nervous. I might not be new to sex, but sex with a woman wasn't something I've given much thought to, until I met Frankie. I thought I'd mess up, that it wouldn't be good for her. But the sounds that left her filled me with pride, had me wanting to milk more and more of them from her.

When she came, it was one of the hottest things I've ever seen in my life. I want to see her come apart like that again. By my doing. To make her feel that good.

And when she took me, the way she fucked me with her tongue, her fingers... and god, when she bit me? I've never felt anything like it. I felt high, drunk off pleasure. I really did think I was about to die from orgasms. It was just endless waves of pleasure. But fucking hell, was it ever mindblowing.

She grabs my thigh, hiking it up over her hip. With a little bit of adjusting, I feel her pressing her pussy against mine, sending a wave of heat through my core. She starts to rock her hips, grinding against me, using me for her pleasure. But fuck, I want to be used, it feels so fucking good.

We lay like this, building our pleasure, her slick pussy against mine. This is what I needed, time with her, to connect, to feel her against me. Life has been unpredictable lately, and having a little bit of time together to escape and feel good is just what I needed.

My hands grab her ass, fingers digging in as I pant between kisses. I'm chasing the orgasm I feel building, desperate to cum. I want her to come with me, and I know the moment that bond snaps into place, neither of us will be able to stop the white hot pleasure that will consume us.

"Abby." Frankie's wild eyes bore into me. I know what she's asking. She wants me to be the first one to make this official.

With a heaving chest, I lick my lips and I start. "I, Abigail Morningstar." Frankie flips us, pinning me to the bed as she frantically grinds her cunt against mine. "Oh fuck!" I sob out, my hands clawing at her thighs.

"Keep going, Princess. You got this. That's it, baby."

I struggle to focus, so distracted by the hum of my body, everything she's doing to me. Frankie looks so fucking sexy above me right now.

The way she's looking at me, like she's nervous, but excited, lips parted as her eyes search mine.

"Accept Francesca Cromwell–" I swallow hard, tears filling my eyes. "As my mate."

The smile Frankie gives me is blinding. Then her lips part, eyes fluttering shut. "Fuck. I'm so close." She looks at me again, biting her lower lip. "Cum with me, okay?"

I nod, lacing my fingers together with one of her hands.

"I, Francesa Cromwell–" she pants out, nostrils flaring as she frantically moves her hips. "Oh god. Fuck," she pants. "Accept you, Abigail Morningstar—"

"Frankie!" I cry out, that coil inside me only seconds away from snapping.

"As my mate," she gasps out just in time before we both fall over the clifff.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Frankie shouts as I scream her name. I can feel her release mixing with mine as she struggles to continue fucking me.

I can feel it; that piece of my soul that she owns clicking into place. We're connected so deeply that no one will ever be able to tear us apart.

"I love you." She collapses on top of me, peppering my face with kisses.

We both laugh. "I love you too. So fucking much."

She kisses me deeply, tongues tangling together as we revel in our bliss.

It doesn't last long before the door goes flying open.

"Would you fucking stop!"

Frankie and I both shoot up into a seated position. Grabbing one of the blankets, I cover Frankie, not caring about who sees me, seeing how it's all five of my male mates who come stumbling into the room.

"What the fuck is going on?" I shout as I witness them all trying to hold back the hulk of a man that is Zed.

"This fucking asshole woke up to your screaming," Isaac grunts, trying to push back Zed, who looks like a wild animal right now. "We tried to tell him you were fine, but he wouldn't listen."

Zed struggles against their hold.

"Fuck's sake," I growl in annoyance. I know this isn't his fault, it's all new to him, but can't a girl have mind blowing sex with her mates without it becoming an unwanted party.

I stand, still naked and probably smelling of sex as Frankie curses, wrapping the blanket around her body.

"Zed!" I shout, his nostrils flaring, eyes snapping over to me. "That is enough."

He stops struggling, eyes racing over me.

"I'm okay," I promise him. "I'm fine."

Luke steps away from Zed, eyes taking in my body. "What the fuck is with all the bite marks?" His eyes snap over to Frankie.

"Don't look at me," she growls. "The one place I bit, you can't see right now. Blame that one."

His eyes widen, then his brow furrows as he swings his gaze over to Zed. "You did this to her?"

"It's fine," I tell Luke.

"The hell it is," Isaac snaps. "Don't cover for him, Abby, if he's hurting you, he needs to be locked back up."

"No," Zed growls, stepping toward Isaac.

"For fuck's sake," I shout, shifting into full demon mode. It shuts everyone up, eyes all on me. I don't think any of them have seen me like this naked.

"Fucking hell." Luke adjusts his pants, getting a slap upside the head and a glare from Noah.

"Let's get a few things straight before I lose my shit." Zed goes to open his mouth, but I hold up my hand. "No. You're going to listen." I look at the guys. "Zed and I fucked last night. It was rough, he left his marks, and I loved it, okay? If I didn't, I would have easily been able to defend myself. Now—" I look at Zed. "You. Enough with the caveman shit. I am fine. You heard me screaming?"

"Yes," he grinds out. "I needed to make sure you were okay."

"She's fine, big guy," Frankie mutters. "Sorry we were loud, we'll be sure to not give a fuck again next time."

Zed growls at Frankie, but she just grins. I swear these two are like siblings, even now.

"Zed." He looks back at me. "Those were screams of pleasure," I explain.

"Yeah, they were," Luke chuckles, high-fiving Frankie. "Way to go, bloodsucker."

"Thank you." Frankie smirks.

I sigh, shaking my head.

"Pleasure?" Zed looks between Frankie and me.

"Sex," Frankie tells him. "I was fucking her brains out just like you did." He looks down and frowns.

"But you don't have a cock," he says bluntly, and all the guys laugh.

"Oh, trust me, buddy, you should be lucky I don't. If I did, she wouldn't have any need for you." Is it bad timing that I'm finding her cocky attitude really sexy right now? Yeah, maybe a little. "But I don't need one when I have these–" she holds up her hand and wiggles her fingers. "And a magic tongue."

"So, you're not hurt?" he asks me. "You were having sex," he growls, swinging a pissed off glare to Frankie. "With her?"

"Damn right she was."

Zed growls, chest heaving. "But you're mine."

"Here we go again." Frankie throws her hands up. She's changed into a robe now.

"We've been over this, Zed. I have five other mates. Mates that I have had sex with before and will continue to have sex with. Same as us."

"Now," he demands.

"What?" My brows furrow.

"Come on. We're having sex now." He goes to grab me, but Frankie steps in.

"Not happening, big guy." Frankie lifts her knee, hitting Zed in the dick. He lets out a pained grunt and falls to the ground. All the guys grimace, making faces of sympathy.

"Frankie!" I gasp.

"Sorry, Princess, but the big guy has to learn one way or another." Frankie bends over, grabbing a handful of Zed's hair. "Enough with this possessive bullshit before I kick your ass." She hisses, extending her fangs. "You're my best friend, but I'm not above hurting you to make my point."

Worry hits me, and I take a step toward Zed to see if he's okay. Frankie steps in front of me. "Abby. He's fine. He needs a little tough love."

"But..." I look at Zed, then her.

"Nope. This is our time, and he needs to learn how to share."

She's right. I don't want my alone time with her to be over. She needs this just as much as I do.

I look at Zed. "I'll see you later."

"And if you hear more screaming, I promise she's just fine." Frankie laughs. "Take him back to his room."

"Come on, big guy," Luke sighs. "Trust me, just get over it. Learning the hard way isn't worth it."

The guys help Zed up and my heart aches when he sends me this hurt puppy look.

"Nope." Frankie cups my face and kisses me. "He's fine. Come back to bed. I'm not done with you."

Desire fills me, and I nod my head.

We end up spending hours in each other's arms, giving each other many more orgasms. By the time we're done, I feel like jelly. Frankie runs a bath, and we sit in the comfortable silence with the warm water surrounding our naked bodies as I lay back against her.

"Abby."

"Yeah?" I hum, enjoying the way her fingers lazily brush up and down my arm.

"I have a few things to tell you." She sounds hesitant.

I turn around in her arms and frown. "Is everything okay?" What has she been keeping from me?

"Don't worry, everything between me, you, and the guys is all good."

"Okay..."

She rubs a hand over her face and sighs. "But not so much with our parents."

"What's wrong?"

Frankie tells me everything. About how my mom followed them into hell. How her dad is Megan's mate and then the kicker. So is my mom.

By the time she's done, my mouth is hanging in shock. "I... I don't know what to say."

"It's a lot to take in. That's why I didn't say anything before. I didn't want to keep secrets, but I also didn't want to overwhelm you."

"Hey." I take her hand, lacing our fingers together. "I understand why you didn't tell me. I'm not mad. I promise. And you're right, I was already dealing with a lot. Now this." I sigh. "I don't even know what to do with this."

"Don't pay it any mind right now. It doesn't really have anything to do with us. You have your own mates to focus on."

"I do." I sigh. "I love him, Frankie, I do. And fucking hell I'm happy he's not some evil monster. But dear god, as hot as the possessive thing is, he's—"

"Annoying as fuck?" Frankie laughs. "Yeah, he is."

We both start laughing because what else am I to do?

The possessiveness can stay... in the bedroom and when it comes to anyone else other than my mates.

Tomorrow, I'm going to bring Zed to see his mom. I know she must be going out of her mind right now. I'm sure my dad told her he's out and alive. But she's his mom, and I know she won't be okay until she sees him for herself.

I just hope seeing him like this, without his memories, doesn't upset her. The reality is, this could very well be the new Zed. And while I'm sure I'll mourn for the man he used to be, I don't want it to smother getting to know the man he is now.

"Come on. The water is getting cold. Let's get you dried off and into bed."

"I didn't bring a change of clothes," I tell her as she helps me out.

"Oh, you won't be needing them." She grins, kissing me until my toes curl into the fuzzy mat below my feet.

Tomorrow can wait. Right now, it's all about Frankie.