Torn

Chapter Twenty-One

DEDICATED TO WhAtStHeRh_5

Mason's POV

“I'll have to call a pack meeting” Lottie said quietly. She didn't sound too happy about it. I knew why. Her last experience had been horrible and they all tended to end pretty badly. Everyone knew that pack meetings were chaos. With so many people involved, wanting to give their two cents, it just couldn't work.

She was laying on both of us on the sofa. Her head was on my lap and I played with her hair. It was obviously relaxing her because she was laying with a small smile on her face and an expression of peace.

I refused to think that it was Dean making her feel this way. Her feet sat on his lap and while I had originally been overjoyed that she gave me her head, giving Dean her feet meant that he was able to rub her feet.

Okay, that sounded weirder than I meant it.

Anyway, what was I supposed to do with her head to relax her? There were limited options. How could I make her more relaxed?

Of course. I was a moron. I could kiss her!

I leaned down as much as I could and gave her pouty lips a peck. As I expected, she sat up to be able to yell at me. I didn't let that happen.

I kissed her again and I kinda tugged at the one sided mate bond. She melted right into me. I could feel Dean glaring holes into my head but I hardly cared. He was the one who was shut up in the sound-proofed office with her all afternoon. It was my turn to have her.

She suddenly moaned into my mouth, throwing herself as close as she could to me. I thought it was my doing but there was no way it was. I was hardly doing anything.

I broke away to kiss her mark and I glanced over at Dean. He was caressing her feet, giving them little kisses.

That wasn't fair!! She was really sensitive in her feet!

Ugh. I hated him even more. He had found her more sensitive spots in only a few minutes. It took eons for Lottie to trust her feet with me.

You see, once I figured out that weak spot, I tickled her mercilessly.

I was kinda getting the feeling that Dean had a little fetish for feet cause he didn't seem to mind that he was stuck with that task. He had a look of pleasure on his face too.

Was I the only one who was feeling the intense jealousy?! He should be more intimidated by me! Anyone else would be. I was the childhood best friend. I knew things about her that no one else did or ever will!

I haven't been kissing her as long as I've known her but yeah, her neck was another sensitive spot. I couldn't be too rough there at risk of hurting her. So I kept my nips gentle and kissed away the sting. I made sure to nip and kiss her mark as an encore.

It was widely known that a mark was almost like another g-spot. It only responded to her mate, no one else. Even though that mark wasn't mine, I was her still her mate. And she responded like I knew she would.

She squealed, jerking out of Dean's hold. He glared even bigger holes in me while Lottie practically pounced on me, kissing the life outta me.

I grinned. Success!

It was even better because she was straddling me. I felt like I was high.

Why are we fighting over her attention like this? Together we could make her much happier. Dean's voice floating in my mind.

I thought it over. We probably could. But I was still jealous. He got to be with her the entire afternoon! I had been so worried, so anxious that maybe Lottie had given him her most treasured possession in gratitude.