He pauses, pants halfway down my ass, and looks at me in confused astonishment. “You’re worried about HR right now?”
“I don’t want to lose my job.”
My Alpha places a soft kiss above my navel. “Susanne will be happy for us. Mitchell has already given me his blessing to take you on a date. Do you want to fill out paperwork, or are you going to let your Alpha take care of you?”
“Take care of me, Alpha.” He pulls my pants all the way off, and for a moment, I’m embarrassed at the slick that drips from my cock and soaks my cheeks and thighs.
Then he lifts my leg and licks up the back of my thigh, humming as he drags his tongue across my heated flesh, and all embarrassment is gone as I moan, back arching.
“How far?” he asks, nuzzling against my pelvis but not touching my cock. “How far can I take this?”
I want to tell him to knot me. I want to feel him filling me, stretching me, trapping us together. But something is holding me back.
Before I take that step with Gabriel, one we can never reverse, I want to talk to Clara. I want to tell her about him,about our scent match, and ask her to be a part of this. I want her holding my hand, kissing me, as I take his knot for the first time.
In packs, everyone has their own relationship with one another. It’s not all group sex, all the time, despite what the media may show us. But for me and my pack, I want us all to be involved with one another. I want my partners to love each other as much as I love them.
And right now, even though I haven’t told Clara how I feel, I know in my gut that she is the missing third piece of this puzzle.
“We can go as far as you want,” Gabriel prompts. “Or not.”
“I want everything,” I tell him, gently tugging one of his twists so he looks up at me. “But … I want Clara here.” I worry he’s going to be mad at me, assuming I think he’s not enough. I fear that I’ll ruin what could be between us before it even begins.
Instead, he surprises me, pure adoration warming his gaze. “Understood. You two need to have a conversation, and if you want me to be a part of it, I will.”
“I do,” I tell him, propping myself up on my elbows. “Can we…”
He grins. “Can we still fool around? Is that what you want to ask?”
I beam, thankful he can read my mind and body and know what I’m struggling to voice.
Gabriel leans up, tenderly kisses me, then lies on his stomach, immediately taking my cock in his mouth, giving me no time to prepare for it.
The wet heat of his tongue twirling around my head, capturing the dripping slick, has my back bowing as I thrust into his mouth. His hand clutches my hip and shoves me back to the nest, grip tight.
“Uh uh,” he chastises, wiping his mouth with the back of his free hand. “Did I say you could fuck my face?”
“But,” I whine.
“No buts. Be a good boy and let me take care of you.”
I throw my head back, wanting to complain, to be a brat, but unable to form the words of defiance as he sucks me down his throat. He hums around my cock, and it takes everything in me not to thrust up, but I don’t want to upset him.
As he slurps on my cock, the sound of my slick and his saliva obscene, he traces his fingers down my sac before giving it a soft squeeze. He doesn’t linger, though, instead trailing one finger between my cheeks and circling my slick hole.
The tip of his finger slides inside me, and I clamp down on it instinctively, as if afraid he will pull out, taking the pleasure with him. Gabriel chuckles as he pulls me out of his mouth.
“Relax, Omega. I’ll give you what you need.”
I believe him. I take several deep breaths before my body goes loose, and he slides his finger further inside me, finding the vestibule his knot will rest right away.
“Fuck,” he swears, reaching down and gripping his cock. “So tight. So slick. You’re hungry for more already, aren’t you, Omega?”
I whine and nod, hands gripping the sheets around me so I don’t move more than he wants me to.
He pulls his finger out, and I sob, but he doesn’t leave me bereft for long. He pushes in with two thick fingers now, and the desperate ache I’m feeling loosens at his attention. He strokes inside me as he grabs my cock and matches pace.
I may die. I think this is how I die.
