Chapter Seventy

ALLIE

“So, I get to sleep on a dirt floor, and you get a bed.”

I opened my eyes. Frowning for a second, and then spotting Blake standing in the doorway.

I smiled and sat up, tucking the sheet under my arms. “Yeah, I have to admit I like this style of camping better.”

“You’re glamping, Allie. Not camping.” He inhaled on a joint.

Zane woke, his eyes on me, and he smirked. His hand going under the sheet, and running up my leg. I knew from that look he wanted a repeat of last night. God, he had teased me on purpose. Getting me so close then pulling back. It was torture.

He would have my whole body ready and then stop. Over and over he did it. I basically ended up begging for him to finish me which he did three times in the end. Twice with his mouth and once with him.

“You aren’t alone, Harris,” Blake snapped.

I smirked this time because Zane hadn’t picked up on Blake being here.

Zane groaned immediately. “Why is he here?”

“Good question.” I looked at Blake. And then got my answer by his grin. “Oh, not already!”

“Come on, Winters, you’ve never been a lightweight.” He blew out a mouthful of smoke.

“What are you two talking about?” Zane asked, looking between us, sitting up and his hand running up my bare back.

I groaned and put my hand out for the joint. “Tradition. That’s what he is on about,” I said, inhaling on the joint. “You know, Falcon, your mission at these festivals are testing my limits.”

“You’re already hitting the weed?” Zane frowned. “It’s not even eight.”

Blake rolled his eyes. “Tradition, Harris. We are stoned by twelve…”

“Drunk by six,” I added.

“And passed out before midnight,” he finished.

“Waking up Sunday with no memory of Saturday.” I handed the joint back to him. “Repeat it Sunday and then on Monday we somehow find our way back home.”

“Yeah, without Chase,” Blake added with a smirk.

I turned to explain to Zane, “We always lose Chase by Sunday. He disappears, and doesn’t come home with us, and then, maybe a week later, he shows up back at school.”

“Him and his benders,” Blake muttered.

“Like you can talk,” I said to Blake. “Ok, I’m getting up.”

“Good, because there are drinks to chug, weed to smoke, and Chase is up for a d and m.”

I groaned. “NO! I did it last year!”

“What’s a d and m?” Zane asked, looking confused and it was cute. I kissed his cheek.

“Deep and meaningful, and considering he’s Blake’s brother, he should be the one to have to have it with him,” I said, giving Blake a pointed look.

“Come on, Winters, he loves it when you listen because you actually do that. Listen!” He scoffed, “Now get up and put clothes on and don’t even think of telling me how you spent last night.”

“What? You can’t give me a lecture. I’m guessing this dirt floor you slept on you shared with Ebony.”

“I’m getting her on the weed too. I want to know what she’s like stoned.” Blake’s face lit up with his plan. “Because I know what it does to you. I wonder if it has that effect on all women.”

“Actually, it didn’t do it to me this time. I think the stuff you brought is weaker than normal.” I frowned.

“Harris, did she fuck your brains out last night? Like, did you see a side of her you haven’t even seen?” Blake actually thought it was acceptable to talk about my sex drive with Zane. I threw a pillow at him.

“Shut up, Falcon,” I said.

“Harris, answer the question,” Blake snapped. “I don’t believe my weed is letting her down.”

Zane looked at me. “Does she normally do things on impulse when she smokes it?”

“Yep.”

“I do not!” I huffed.

“Then yep. Saw a new side to her.” Zane looked back at him.

“Seriously, you are considering that it was me acting on impulse?” I arched my eyebrows at him. Seriously, it was a blowjob! I didn’t do it on impulse. I wanted him to calm down and I knew that would work.

“Well, you said you had never done it before,” he pointed out to me.

“Yeah, because Blake isn’t my mate! Some things you just do naturally with your mate.” I did not feel like I had to explain myself or defend my actions, yet I was doing both.

Blake picked up on it immediately. “What did you do with him you haven’t done with me?”

“Nothing.”

“Nah, don’t spin me that line, Winters. Since when did you get shy about your sex life?”

“I don’t know, maybe the same time the only two men I have been with want to compare stories!”

“Fine, I’ll drop it,” Blake said, putting his hands up. “I’ll get it out of you later today when you are stoned and drunk.”

“When it comes to this, Falcon, it’s between Zane and me, and I won’t be repeating it.” I looked at him smugly. “Now, are you going to piss off, so I can get dressed?”

He looked at me sharply. “You just want me to piss off, so you can fuck him again.”

My mouth fell open. “OUT NOW!”

“And you said my weed wasn’t working,” he said mockingly before turning and walking off.

“IT ISN’T!” I yelled after him.

It was when the door closed, and I knew he was outside, I looked at Zane.

He had a smirk on his face. Reaching out, he tucked my hair behind my ear. “Some things come naturally with your mate, huh?”

I nodded my head. “But if you didn’t like it, we don’t have to repeat it.”

A squeal left my lips as Zane had me on my back within a second, leaning over me. “Never said that, sweetheart,” he said just before he kissed me. His hand was running down my stomach and I knew what he was doing.

At least I thought I did until he pulled back. Looking me in the eye. “Do I have you? For today? Do I have you?”

He had me for the rest of his life. He just hadn’t realized that yet. I said last night he had me for the night because I couldn’t tell him that I was staying, not after speaking with his dad, but his dad had only told me that because he thought Zane was still sleeping with other women.

If Zane wasn’t, did that mean it didn’t matter anymore? That letting him go, wasn’t the right decision?

I was starting to get confused, but his question was still in my head. He was asking for another day. I could do that.

I nodded my head, running my fingers over his jaw. “Yeah, you do.”

“Good.” He lowered his lips to my neck. “How much time do we have until he comes back?”

My heart started beating faster, did that mean I was going to get another dose of Zane?

“Twenty minutes to half an hour.”

“I guess that means I have to make this quick.” His lips ran down my neck, stopping on my mark and I moaned.

“Don’t tease me.”

He pulled back smirking. “But I love teasing you,” he said, just as he slipped a finger into me. “Getting you hot and ready to come.”

I gritted my teeth. “Stop it.”

“You did it to me with that insane blowjob you gave me.”

“And you paid me back for that last night.”

He kissed over my breast. “Nah, sweetheart, I haven’t even begun to pay you back for that.”

I groaned. “Zane, I just want you!” I wasn’t above begging. He was surprised to hear it though as I could tell by the look on his face.

He may have wanted to tease me, but me begging had his expression change in a second. He wanted to please me, and I had been counting on that.

He pulled out of me and flipped me over, so I was on my knees, and I just put my hands out to kneel, when he entered me with haste.

“Is this what you wanted?”

I was already panting. “God yes.” I looked over my shoulder. “But harder.”

He groaned. “You are going to kill me, sweetheart.” And his speed increased, giving me exactly what I wanted and needed. Would I ever get enough of him?

 

***

“Come on, Ebony, just take a hit,” Blake said, trying but failing to get Ebony to do his drugs. “You won’t regret it.”

“Yes, I will, which is why I’m not doing it,” she said, in between his legs.

We had set up for the day in the middle of the field. The music was playing, the sun was burning my back, and I had never felt more relaxed. I leaned back against Zane, being in between his legs, and his arms wrapped around me.

“Here, let me try it,” Taylor said, putting his hand out for it. “If I’m doing it, Ebony, you have to. You know our deal.”

“Taylor, that’s not fair!” she snapped. “You know very well what I think of drugs and,” she looked at me then Blake, “People who do them.”

I just smiled. I was high. I could feel it. My grip on reality was less tense. All my problems were gone, but I still wasn’t sure if that was because of the drugs and alcohol, or the fact I was in between Zane’s legs, and he was holding onto me like he was never letting go.

Blake lit another joint up and handed it to Taylor.

“So, does this mean you are trying it?” Blake grinned at Ebony.

She rolled her eyes. “You are basically forcing this on me.”

“Come on, babe, you’ll love it.” He kissed the side of her face. They had successfully gone back to the lovesick couple they were before my accident.

I hope Zane and I never got that loved up.

Blake groaned just as Ebony sucked on the joint.

“What? Am I doing it wrong?” she said.

“No, it’s not you, it’s him,” Blake muttered and looked at me. “I’m not doing it.”

I looked across the field and spotted Chase heading towards us, looking about as depressed as someone at their own funeral.

“He’s found her,” I said, grumbling and looked back at Blake. “You can’t expect me to deal with this.”

Blake groaned again. “Well, how we normally settle this problem isn’t going to work, is it?”

He was right. Usually, Blake and I had a deal. Who was the one to put up with Chase’s deep and meaningful, the other pleased them in bed but, considering we were both with different people now, that wasn’t going to work.

“Why do you two look like doomsday is approaching?” Ebony said, and by the sounds of it, the weed was already hitting her.

“Because it is,” Blake and I said together.

“Literally,” I added as Chase got closer.

“Well, if he has found her that means he won’t spend the rest of the festival looking for her,” Blake pointed out. “So, he might actually come back with us on Monday.”

“True,” I said. Poor guy. I watched Chase’s face twist into a sad welcoming smile and Blake groaned again.

“Hey, guys.”

“Hi, Chase.” I smiled at him. Please don’t pick me.

“Found her,” he said, confirming what Blake and I had been expecting.

“Well, has he budged on the price?” I said hopefully. Taylor, Ebony, and Zane looked at me confused, then to Chase.

Yep, we weren’t talking about a woman. We were talking about a car. A car Chase had fallen in love with, literally, and every year he tries to buy her. Every year the guy gives an unreasonable price.

“Nope. Asking more for her this year.” Chase didn’t sit down, and I knew the d and m was coming.

I looked directly at Blake. “Maybe Blake can talk him around.”

Blake looked back at me not impressed I had just thrown him in hot water. “Come on, Winters, we all know you are the one with the charm.”

Chase sighed. “Doesn’t matter anymore. I’ll never get her. I’ve had a lot of time to think about that and everything else.”

And so, the d and m starts. I pushed myself away from Zane and got up. “Come on, Falcon, I want chips. You can tell me all about it while I get them.”

Zane grabbed my hand. “Are you feeling alright?”

Was he talking about the fact I had just been the one to volunteer to listen to Chase’s d and m, or could he pick up on the fact I was on another planet right now. Everything was slightly blurred, and I knew I was stoned when I started to think like Chase.

“Fine.” And considering the amount of weed I had smoked, I was. “We’ll be back.” I locked my hand with Chase’s. “Now, you were saying about time to think?”

Chase sighed and started explaining what he had been thinking. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Blake mouth a thank you to me. Yeah, he really did owe me one for this.