Ganged By The Groomsmen E-Book

Marilyn Fae

• Herausgeber: Boruma Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Beschreibung

Eighteen-year old Sallie's life is about to be turned upside down. When her best friend asks her for a favor a day before her wedding, it seems rude to deny her, regardless of how crazy her request is. She wants Sallie to sleep with her groom so she can have her own last night of being crazy fun with men of her choosing. She should say no. She says yes.

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"How're you, pup?" he asks. It's an old habit, calling her pup because she's the youngest of their ragtag of friends. She's not a pup anymore, but it's hard to think of her as a grown up when she's bundled up in the thick jackets and trembling.

"I'm good," she says with a small smile, her scent going a little nervous, though still so very lovely. "You?"

"I could be better," he says. He feels frustrated and having her so close is bringing more emotions to the surface. He's not used to feeling this much. He peers up at her and is overwhelmed by the inexplicable urge to lunge forward and kiss her.

She nods, like she understands. "I'm sorry about Jenny. I know she can be... a little much. But she promises this is the last one and then she's going to be totally loyal to just you."

Sweet little Sallie. She actually believes that. He smiles. "Of course."

"And you're not- you weren't really serious about following through with um- what you told her, right?" she asks.

He furrows his brows at that. What? A better man would let her get away with that, especially since she let him know that she's still a virgin. Maybe she's saving herself up for someone special, someone she loves. "It would hardly be fair for me if I were to let this opportunity pass by, would it?"

She frowns as the words begin to sink in, and then her cheeks take a truly lovely color. Poor, innocent thing.

He's going to ruin her.

Leseprobe

Rough Submission 3

Ganged by The Groomsmen

MFM | Domination | Werewolf

Marilyn Fae

Copyright 2020 Marilynn Fae

This is a work of fiction. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental. All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. No part in this book may be reproduced, transmitted, stored, or distributed without permission of the author or publisher.

Chapter One: An Unreasonable Request

One last hurrah, her friend called it. Sallie doesn't think it's a good idea, but who is she to stand in the way of a bride's last day of singledom before she turns into someone's wife.

She feels stupid for agreeing to this in the first place, but she's not a philanthropist. She's been in love with Dominic for even longer than Jenny and wishes she was the bride instead.

She blinks up at the long trek ahead of her and groans. The taxi driver had been an asshole, not wanting to make an extra turn in the heavy snow and decided to drop her off in the middle of the street instead, reassuring her that it's just on the other side of the road. She knows he was just reluctant to make the u-turn. The snow is getting too heavy and he wants to head home as quickly as possible and he reassured her that she'll have 'no trouble' crossing the road.

No trouble her ass.

She's wearing a pair of killer heels that's more killer than heels at the moment and everything is covered in a blanket of white. Every gust of wind brings a fresh coat of snow that covers her face, impairing her vision. She powers her steps by cursing the driver for leaving her in the middle of the fucking road.

Ugh. She's so pissed off right now.

She should have said no to even leaving the room. This is going to end badly for everyone involved, no matter how much she wants it. No matter how much everyone seems to want it. It's really stupid. Her breath frosts in the winter air and she wraps her jacket tightly around herself.

She just needs to cross that street and then she'll be in the hotel, where there's centralized heating.

The entire thing is a cluster-fuck. She feels like she's living in a bad melodrama, the sort with all sorts of twists and turns, except she's known Jenny her entire life and she manufactures drama like it's what fuels her existence. She basks in it. It's really a pity because Dominic, her groom, despises drama and Jenny really fucked up this time.

Jenny's finally settling down and she wants one last hurrah, a last chance to fuck someone else before she is in it for the long haul. Only that 'someone' Jenny wanted to fuck isn't 'someone' and is actually a bunch of 'someones'. Jenny, bless that crazy bitch, has balls of steel (figuratively, of course) and wants to fuck not just Dominic's best friend, but his buddies in college. The entire football team, pretty much.

In a fit of rage, Dominic asked for her. Just her. He's made it very clear that she's the only one he is able to tolerate, and she was hoping a little that he had asked for the other bridesmaids too, tit-for-tat and all that, but he didn't. He just wants her.

It's something to do with scent, which she doesn't get since she's not a werewolf.

Dominic doesn't like the way the other bridesmaids smelled because they belonged to a different pack.

Sallie doesn't belong to any pack. Well, if she did, she probably belong in Dominic's even though it's not official. She supposes when she finally decides to settle down, she would join the local pack where she works, but she hasn't finished college yet. She's four years behind Jenny and Dominic.

Sometimes, she thinks of how different life would be for her if their parents aren't good friends. Jenny is not someone she would've been willing to spend time with voluntarily. She's too obsessed with popularity and drama and Sallie just wants to live a peaceful, unassuming life.

What she's about to do is the opposite of that.

It's all fucked up on so many levels and she's sure a marriage isn't supposed to start off like this, but everyone's pretending that it's no big deal, everything's fine, and she's- well, she's in love with Dominic.

She really, really should have said no. She should have continued saying no and not let Jenny convince her that it's a good idea after the fifth time she asked. Using her long-time crush against her was a low blow and bringing up the fact that once Dominic marries her, she's probably going to see less of them since Jenny's moving in and Dominic is an Alpha Werewolf and they tend to get really protective of their mates. He'll probably be in a hurry to put a bun or several in her and then she'll see even less of either of them. She knows it can't be true because both Jenny and Dominic are workaholics who've just graduated and neither are quite ready to have pups yet, but she fell for it hook, line, and sinker. Her brother's right. She really needs to grow a pair and learn to say no to Jenny when she's being unreasonable.

"Are you sure you want me to do this?" she asks Jenny one last time before she left the hotel room where all the other bridesmaids are. "You know how fucked up this is right?" she says.

Jenny shrugs lightly and focuses on perfecting her eyeliner. Jenny's as callous as she is beautiful, and she is unfairly gorgeous. Sallie is pretty but being next to Jenny all the time does her ego no good at all.

She sometimes wonders why they're friends. Force of habit, probably. They've been friends since preschool because their parents are friends.

"It's a win-win," Jenny says. "And it'll be the last time either of us gets to fuck someone else. I mean, it's kinda gross that he wants to fuck you, but like, you like, him right?"

Gross? Her left eye twitches and she tries not to let the comment get to her. "Right," she says instead, focusing on the tail end of that question.

"Win-win," she shrugs again like that's the end of the conversation and gets the other bridesmaids to help her with the rest of her makeup. She doesn't know why she is bothering with putting on makeup at all. She's going to have to take them off later.

She sighs when it's clear that she's been dismissed and makes her way to the elevator, calling for a ride on the way down.