The Wallflower and the Alphas

Avery P.O.V.

OMG! My mouth was wide open, and I was shocked at how much was on my phone.

They're from my mom and dad.

They Ashely, Natalie, Jayson, Eli? That is a question mark; why? They were probably looking for the guys, so they called me.

Daddy: Pumpkin, answer your phone.

Daddy: Avery, why aren't you answering your phone?

I didn't want to listen to my voicemail. I know it's too full already. So, I will clean it out later. Until then, I'll send them all a text to my parents and my friends. And Jayson and Eli.

After seeing their text, I told my parents I was okay, and I was staying with the girls I wrote them.

Daddy: Okay, pumpkin, Call us later. Love you.

Me: Okay, I will. Love you too.

Then I saw the girls' texts.

Ashely: Where are you?

Natalie: Avery, are you okay?

Natalie: Please answer!

Natalie: Avery, this isn't funny anymore?

Ashely: Wow, you asleep or something, Lol? I had to laugh at that one.

Ashely: But seriously, we worried bitch!

I shook my head and started sending a text.

Me: Hey, sorry about that. I am fine, and I am with the guys. But I need a big fav if my parents call or text you. Tell them I am staying the night at your house. I wrote to Ashely.

Ashley: Sure, will do. Smirk emoji

Me: Thank you, love you, girls.

So, be careful and don't do anything I wouldn't do, sexy bitch! Wink face emoji.

I giggled and blushed because I had already done it; I shouldn't have done it. So I thought with a grin on my face.

Then I lost my grin and saw the other text from Jayson and Eli.

Eli: Avery, do you know where the guys are at?

Jayson: Hey, you ever answer your phone, princess? I felt a smug tone in his comment.

That was it. So, they were looking for the guys? That strange. I looked at the time; it was yesterday at 5:00 pm. We were out in the woods when we were, and I thought with a blush on my face because I knew what we were doing out there.

I didn't text them back because I didn't need to. So, I just put my phone away and set it down on the nightstand.

I am sitting on the bed in his sister's or mother's study room. I don't know. All I know is it's a nice room. I see a purple and a bright yellow room, the two of my favorite colors.

Please wait a minute; this room has been decorated. I can smell the paint and the new furniture scent in the room. Wow, this is brand new. Everything in here is. I pick up this book from the nightstand and then take a good look at it. It is one of my favorite authors B.B. Reid's "Fear Me" they bought the series for me. Wow, I am so in love right now. Sometimes girls want candy and flowers, but for me, I enjoy books.

I gasp and realize this room is all my favorite colors, new stuff, and clothes. The weird thing is the clothes are all my size.

Down to my bra size. I feel sick and thankful at the same time. I just realized.

Oh my God, this is my room! I took my hand over my mouth with a shocked expression on my face.

Two Hours Later...

"Done; I love that book. I can read thousand times and not get tired of it." I said to no in partially.

Okay, Avery, I started reading a book to Fear Me" Oh, boy, I can feel my insides tingle ounces I open the book.

Three More Hours Later...

Done, I told myself. That is enough for today's reading. I finished two books today in five hours. First, "Fear You" Book 2. Then, I started Book 3, "Fear Us" Broken Love Series. I got two more to read again. I am so excited to read them over again. So I thought with a cocky grin. But what I needed to know is. How do they know they were my favorite books? What a strange one. They must have stalked me or asked someone that knows me well.

I will forget how they know and enjoy this while it is the latest. I was running around in my thoughts. Where can they be? I am worried and wondering when they are coming back. I am alone here, bored. I sometimes like to be alone to read, but I miss someone to talk to. I miss the guys. I miss their smile and how they watch me with desire and a cockiness attitude. I miss their teasing me with words and their mouth, tongue, and fingers; they would play me like a damn fiddle, and I loved it!

I am sitting on the bed, cracking my knuckles and anxious and worried.

They would never leave here, right? I asked myself.

Angelstar." I asked her.

Hmm, that's weird; she's not there.

Angelica?" Hmm, she is not there either.

Well, they're with the wolves today. I forgot I could feel them.

I felt myself getting wet, and I wanted to take care of my problem, but they told me not to touch their pussy! I mock their letter. So basically, they are talking about touching my pussy. That means mine!

I wanted to laugh at how turn-on I was because I felt tingling and thumping between my thighs.

Oh, God, I need to do something. It's starting to hurt. I can feel myself sweating all over my body. This is not far. I need to touch myself.

Right now! I don't care what they say.

So, I look around to see if they are coming back. I looked right and left. I wait a second before looking at both sides and the door.

Then I realized no one was coming in.

I let out a breath I had been holding the whole time since I woke up in this big bed.

So, seeing the coast is clear, I start running my hand down toward the buttons on my pants. I unbuckle them pull my jeans down my thighs, and slide down my legs. I lift my butt so I can pull them down to my feet. Now I got them down past my ankles. I started taking my finger and swinging around my clit through my panties.

Oh yes, I closed my eyes, and touching myself felt so good. But not as good as them. Nothing compares to the guys touching me and worshipping my body with their mouth, tongue, and handles, then me touching myself.

Oh God, I feel the swollen clit; it's hard as a rock between my two fingers.

Fuck! I try not to scream out. I am biting my lip from yelling out. I don't want them to come in here and see me. They did tell me if I did what I am doing right now.

Playing with myself, and I have my fingers on the outside of my panties. I can feel them getting damp and coating with my arousal linking out of my pussy.

I can't take it anymore. I got to go under the panties and inside. So that was what I was about to do when someone walked inside the door.

"Hey, sweetheart, we're back. I hope you listen to us in the lett- "I gasped, opened my eyes, and saw four sets of eyes watching me inside the room.

No, he was staring at me.

No, they are glaring is more like it.