It feels insane.
I could be signing over the next year of my life to these men. I assume if I’m trying for a child with them they wouldn’t be happy with me if I continue to sleep around.
Although…nothing says I can’t sleep with them between cycles.
We haven’t broached that part of this arrangement yet, and it simply makes me realize how much there would be to iron out if I agree to any of this.
Courting would be fine. What harm could come from letting three smoke-show alphas spoil me?
And maybe give me more than money as a reason to stay?
At least that’s what I tell myself as I let Alex’s smokey wood ash scent and his potent pheromones wrap around me until I say a silent prayer that my slick absorbing boxers will continue to do their job.
CHAPTER 4
Alex
Hudson might be the most beautiful man I’ve ever met – omega or not.
My mates included.
His lips are made for sin.
Not appropriate – yet.
If he agrees to anything more than today’s meet-and-greet, there will be a lot of questions, a lot of limits to be discussed, and any types of hard limits he might have. Just because his body’s built for an alpha doesn’t mean he’ll want two of us inside him. Or three.
Damn it. As if my dick hasn’t been at full mast since the moment I caught his scent, now my knot is throbbing along to my heartbeat.
The three of us have never knotted anyone. We’ve experimented with each other, but our bodies aren’t built forthat. The thought of being locked inside an omega…no, not just any omega…Hudson.
Something in him drags every protective, primal instinct to the surface.
People might look down on a pack of three alphas, but our families only care that we’re happy – well, except Mason’s.
What kind of upbringing did Hudson have? How did his family feel about him being without a pack? Were they aware he was auctioning his heats?
I suppose this could be the first time he’s sought out this type of arrangement.
Yep. More questions I’m dying to learn the answers to.
I keep my hand on Hudson’s lower back as I lead him up the stairs, then down the hall where I stop outside the omega quarters. “Do you mind if I enter with you? At least to show you where the bedroom, nest, and ensuite bathroom are located?”
He tilts his head back to frown up at me. “Did you just ask if you can enter a room in your own home?”
“We don’t want to taint the space with our pheromones until you’re ready. We had it professionally cleaned to rid it of any staff or contractors’ scents who might have come through recently.”
“You have staff?” A sassy smile quirks up one side of his pillowy soft lips and I’m beyond tempted to bend and pull that bottom lip between my teeth.
“Yeah, it’s too big for us alone. We’ve got a few housekeepers, full-time security, and a grounds crew.”
He holds up a hand. “I get it. I’ll never be alone, even when you’re at work.”
Okay. That wasn’t exactly him agreeing to our arrangement, but it shows me he’s obviously thinking about it. I have to refrain from fist pumping the air. For now, anyway.
“To answer your question, of course you can enter a room in your house. If…” He waves his hand around as though he doesn’t want to speak the words aloud. “You guys will be in here all the time. Right?”
“Only if you allow us. This space will be yours completely. We’ll never enter without your permission.”I’m so close to spilling the wordsthis isn’t a romantic arrangementbut can’t force my lips to form the words.
