Naomi POV
If I had not managed to get my friends connected and dating, I would totally feel guilty how lovey-dovey Soren and I have been.
I know they get it, I just felt guilty being the only couple in the room when the ones they all wanted were right there in front of them. Thankfully, it had worked out easily when I threw them together. The tension had ratcheted up when Ren and I became physical. It was like none of them could stop stealing looks at each other. I was so glad my plan to throw them together had been successful, it had been risky, but both Ren and I had felt that it was the right time.
I had felt the looks from Heidi and Archer, if I was honest, and though they thought they were hiding it, they were not. Heidi did not seem to have an interest in Ren like Archer did, just me. It didn't bother me, because I knew they would no cross any lines unless Ren and I suggested it. Interestingly, they seemed equally interested in each other. I'd done some research and determined that they were likely pansexual and polyamorous.
Meaning that they were sexually attracted to people they cared about deeply, and didn't take issue with multiple partners. It didn't bother me at all, but I'm not sure how I would feel if Ren wanted to go poly. Then again, the man was so possessive that it wasn't likely something he would offer, either. It wasn't that I couldn't see myself loving more people. That part I understood. But I wasn't certain I would be okay with the babies part. I wanted Ren's babies to be mine.
Whoa.
Nobody was talking about babies and yet, here I am thinking about it.
I also wanted Heidi to have Archer's babies. I only wanted one daddy to my little ones. I guess if that part was established, I could consider it.
Sharing. I shook my head.
We weren't even talking about anything like that yet.
I was sketching a random piece of lacy linework that would probably make a cool tattoo when Ren knocked on my door. I bade him enter, of course. Sometimes I wondered why he still knocked, but I also appreciated the fact that he did. I know, I'm so contradictory sometimes. I had gotten a text from my mom about spending Christmas in Hawaii at the Halekulani in Waikiki. It sounded nice, but I wanted to go with Ren. I was still trying to figure out a way to ask. They had booked the Halekulani Suite for themselves, and the Orchid Suite for me, but I was hesitating.
I had to tell them soon or the booking could not be adjusted.
Ren walked over and smacked my ass before flopping onto the bed, propped up on his elbows, making me giggle as I set aside my art and straddled his lap. He leaned up and kissed me hard, his tongue delving hotly into mine until I couldn't breathe. His eyes raked over my face.
Oh boy, he appears to be on a mission. He pulled me close, his nose running along my jawline before kissing down my neck sensually and oh, so teasingly. His hands massaged my ass, making me gasp as I felt his stiffening c**k hot against my p***y. We may have been wearing pajamas, but they did little to reduce the s****l tension. Just two layers, and he could slip inside, letting me feel those sinful piercings of his.
"Sooo... Christmas? What's the plan, babe?" He rasped out. I could barely think with his hands and mouth on me. He tugged my loose tee shirt over my head, moving his ministrations to my pierced n*****s as he ground against me. He was not gentle enough for me to regain rationality, as I tried with great effort to focus on what he had said.
"Hawaii." I gasped on a moan, my hips gyrating and seeking what his body seemed to promise.
No, I knew what it promised. There was no seeming about it. It was right there and I was about to take matters into my own hands if he didn't.
"Where in Hawaii and with whom?" He said in that smoky, sexy voice of his, as he rubbed his erection against my dripping core, lips once again skating over my pulse just under my jawline. I often wondered why his voice sounded like that, but I wasn't complaining. It was dead sexy.
"Um, Halekulani Hotel, with my parents." I barely managed to get the name of the resort out between pants and moans. "I have my own room." Why I felt the need to add that, I don't know, but I could feel Ren's grin as he devoured my lips again.
"Good." Was all he said, as he rolled me onto my back and dragged my sleep shorts off of me. He tossed his shirt over his head and dropped his sleep pants before diving back in between my legs. It should have been a little weird to be perpendicular on my bed, but frankly, his touch had me so distracted that all I wanted was feel him inside me, where he belonged. He kneeled and pulled my thighs up onto his to get a deeper angle before thrusting aggressively into my core with his thick, turgid manhood. I nearly blacked out as he began to pump his hips hard. It was extremely possessive and demanding, but I liked it. His mouth was on my neck, sucking and licking when I heard it. "You're going to tell your parents that I am joining you, right?" I gasped as I felt his tip lightly enter my cervix, his piercings tantalizing me. "Right, Nao?"
He paused just as we were on the edge, and at that moment, I'd probably have agreed to almost anything to make him let me c*m.
"Yes, yes, Ren, I will." I promised and yet, I managed to sound like I was begging him. He smirked and pushed me over the edge as he exploded into my womb, groaning my name. I could feel the fullness of his release, filling me up. You would think it had been a while given how much of his seed he pumped into me, but we were active daily, if not more than once a day. Like, three or more times a day. I believe I've mentioned he was insatiable at least once. I was absolutely serious. When he pulled out, his c*m still leaking as he panted, he handed me my phone.
"No time like the present." He said with a grin, pushing the device into mu hand. I was still trying to catch my breath. I smacked his arm.
"You did that on purpose just to get me to agree!" I exclaimed. He grinned, looking satisfied on multiple levels as he tucked his c*m back inside me. I let him, since he liked it so much. If I didn't know he knew I was on excellent birth control, I'd think he was trying to get me f*****g pregnant. I'd looked it up, and it was some kind of breeding fetish, but i wasn't about to make a big deal out of it.
"That, and I wanted your sweet body wrapped around me." He quipped. He lifted his chin to the phone. "Tell them." He pushed, and I sighed, opening the chat with my mom.
Naomi: Hey mom,, can I bring a guest with me?
Mom: A guest?
Naomi: Yes, a guest. There's still time to adjust the reservation and make my room for two, right?
Mom: Yes, but what kind of guest is this? A friend?
I sighed. I had to be honest and I was nervous how they'd feel about a boy. Direct was probably the best.
Naomi: He's my boyfriend.
Her chat bubble showed she was typing and deleting her message over and over. Five minutes later I still had no message, and my phone began to ring. It was my dad. s**t, I was naked with said boyfriend. Thankfully, it wasn't a video call. Ren quirked a brow and I showed him the screen. He grinned and sat down next to me, kissing my cheek before sliding his arm around my shoulders and resting his other hand on my belly. I tried not to be distracted by his still-naked body. No easy feat, folks.
"Hello Daddy." I answered carefully.
"Hello Pumpkin." I could hear him trying to be calm. My dad wasn't all that over-protective, but I think most dads are kinda on edge when it comes to their daughters' romances. "So, this boy you want to bring. Tell us more. I've got your mom on speaker." I cleared my throat, and Ren simply took the phone from me and put mine on speaker too.
"Hello, I am Soren Hayes, Naomi's boyfriend. Pleasure to speak with you both." God he was always so direct and f*****g bold. I loved it, but sometimes it was hard for me to let go of the awkwardness I felt. I elbowed him and he grinned.
"He's there, in your room, Naomi?!" My mother exclaimed.
"Yeah, we're in the same special arts house. Roommates." He quipped quickly, waggling his naughty-ass eyebrows at me.
"Oh." Was all my mom said. My dad cleared his throat. "Is that how you two met? Being roommates?"
"Nope, we are in the same classes since we're in the same field of study. I saw her and introduced myself. After classes ont eh first day of school was when we realized we were in the same house." Ren answered easily.
"You... introduced yourself to Naomi?" My dad said incredulously. I sighed.
"You make it sound like I've got the plague, Daddy." I huffed.
"No-no, just, it's never happened before." He said, trying to sound reasonable but still coming off as though it was this massive shock that anyone could like me.
"I have friends too, Daddy. Archer, Enzo, Heidi, and Stephanie. All people I hang out with nearly daily. Don't die of shock, now." I snapped.
"Friends?!" My mom gasped. Oh. My. God. Ren grabbed my hand, squeezing it.
"Yeah, our friends, actually. We all hang out as a group, most of the time." He supplied as my mother began to sob.
"Thank God!" She exclaimed, and I wished the floor would open up and swallow me.
"It's okay babe." Ren whispered in my ear. I closed my eyes. "I was hoping I could join you all in Hawaii, since Nao already met my family over Thanksgiving." s**t, I had never told my parents where I went. The silence was deafening.
"Oh." My dad said. "She did? Well. Okay, yeah."
"Don't worry, I'll manage my own flight." Ren announced. "And whatever additional cost my joining you adds, of course."
"Oh no, no. We will cover the additional expense, no problem. We couldn't ask a college student to pay for it." My dad intoned. Ugh, their trust fund attitude was peeking out.
"It's fine. I've got plenty of funds to cover it. I've been to Halekulani before with my family." Ren said. I didn't miss his smirk. My parents were silent before my mom cleared her throat.
"Alright then, we'll adjust the rooms and see you at the resort, then?" She said, at least a little bit chastised. Maybe.
"Sounds great, Mom and Dad." Soren quipped before ending the call for me.
I rewarded him by worshiping his manhood with my mouth. His deft handling of my parents was a massive turn on.
We spent the rest of that Saturday in my room.
Time. Well. Spent.