Benson’s eyes are filled with desire, and his pine and cinnamon scent is just as needy. His chest heaves under my touch as I lead him to the edge of the bed. He doesn't fight the gentle push I give as he sprawls onto the lip of the mattress, reaching out a steadying hand to my hip as I climb into his lap, straddling his thighs.
Pushing my fingers back into his dirty blond hair, I kiss Benson urgently, swiping my tongue between his lips and loving the way he moans. There’s a muffled groan behind me, and I arch my back just a little more, hoping the sight is driving Kai mad.
I’m lost to the pleasure as I roll my hips, scooting further up his thighs until my center grinds over his hard length through my thin shorts. Fucking hell, he feels so good under me.
“Slow down, Omega. You’re going to make me come before we even start. I haven’t done this before,” Benson gasps when he pulls away from our kiss. I’m biting the taut skin of his neck when his words fully sink in, and I pull away, leaning back to look him in the eyes.
“Haven’t done what?” I ask slowly, squinting at him, as little things he’s said to me over the last few weeks all flash in my mind.No. Fucking. Way.“Because we’ve kissed before…”
Except… He keeps saying things. I thought he was fucking with me, just to tease me. But he can’t be serious, can he? I breathe in deeply to get a full hit of his scent. He’s nervous, but so am I, so that’s not telling me much. Hell, even Kai smells a little anxious right now, and I know personally that he is not, in fact, a virgin of any kind. We were each other's firsts for everything.
I swallow hard as we stare at one another for a long moment. Is Benson nervous because he’s honestly a freaking virgin? An alpha like him? Fine as hell, with pheromones that smell like delicious, heavenly, omega-slick magnets?
“You’re the only person I’ve ever kissed, Plum,” he whispers, but his grip on my hips tightens like he’s scared I’m about to leap off his lap. At least his instincts work, because he’s correct. I was about to do exactly that. “I haven’t done more than that before.”
“More than a kiss?” I ask, and he shakes his head. “With anyone?” Another head shake. “Just me?” A nod this time. “I was your first kiss?”
“I think we have established that, yes.” He sasses, and I glare.
“Benson. Please tell me that you weren’t about to lose your virginity to your fake girlfriend…” I growl quietly, watching the way he winces.
“Well, you’re my real girlfriend now, aren’t you?” He grins.
“Benson.”
“I don’t want to lie, but I sense the truth is the wrong answer…” he trails off, trying to lower my defenses with a kiss. It’s distracting, I’ll give him that, and it takes me a couple of seconds to regain my composure. I pull away with a gasp and shake my head.
“Bad boy…” I scold him, making him growl in response. Okay, he likes that. Noted.Can not call Benson a bad boy in serious situations.“I can’t be your first,” I yelp, very reluctantly pushing his hands off of me and jumping off his lap.
I’m on the other side of the bed in seconds, shaking my head, hands in my hair. I turn away from the stupidly sexy alpha in the bed, only to come face-to-face with a stupidly sexy beta. Even with a fucking tie stuffed in his mouth, I can tell he’s smirking. I glare at him.
“Why not? You were my first kiss,” Benson says, and I spin away from Kai to look at the alpha. “What's a little thing like virginity, anyway?” He shrugs, watching me with way too much amusement in his eyes.
“So the whole time, you were being honest? I thought you were fucking with me!” I throw my hands in the air as my heart pounds in my chest. “I can’t believe you were serious! Oh my god…” I snap my head around and point at Kai. “This is your fault! Every other thing you say is working me up!”
Kai’s eyebrows shoot up, but with his hands tied and his mouth gagged, he can’t respond. More importantly, he can’t defend himself against the accusation.
“I was about to offer you a blow job,” I murmur as I bury my face in my hands, groaning loudly, horrified by my horny behavior. I can blame Kai all I want, but I’m the one who asked Benson to bring him up here and tie him up so he could watch me have my way with these alphas.
“That would be another first.” Benson teases, leaning forward and kicking his feet off the edge of the bed before resting his elbows on his knees. When I shoot a deadly glare his way, he blows me a fucking kiss.
“Alpha,” I growl in warning and watch as he shivers, the look in his eyes morphing from playful to dark in a second. Benson stands, prowling toward me as his dominance fills the room, andhis scent explodes around me.Holy sleigh bells. My mouth goes dry as he reaches me in two strides of his long legs, and he grips my chin, tilting my head up to meet his eyes.
“I might be a virgin, Omega, but I’m still all alpha. If you keep talking the way you do, I’ll show you just how fast I could’ve lost it if I wanted to,” he growls, chest rumbling in a very delicious way, and I swallow hard. “Just because I haven’t met someone before you that made me want to experience these firsts doesn’t mean I’m a dumb, fumbling alpha. Do you need me to show you how little the word 'virgin' means if a man is determined enough?” His growl turns to a husky groan, and I gasp when he bends forward, lifting me off my feet with ease.
He tosses me onto the bed, and I scramble to sit up. I’m expecting him to rip his pants off, but instead, he drops to his knees at the edge of the bed.
“Benson,” I gasp when he grips my ankles and yanks me toward him. I don’t fight him, or even so much as voice a protest, as he drags my shorts off my waist and down my legs. I may or may not have gone commando, something he discovers immediately.
“God damn,” he growls, taking in the sight of my slick center.What? I’m only an omega. That was hot as fuck, sue me.“Tell me what feels good, Plum. I haven’t done this yet either,” he says with a feral smile as he yanks my thighs wide open for him and lifts my legs, placing my knees over his shoulders. I am a very, very weak omega.
Once he’s positioned with my legs wrapped around his head, he places one hand on my hip to keep me still and slides the other up my abdomen, toward my breast.
“Fucking perfect,” he rumbles as he cups my right breast under my crop top. “You’re very naughty, Plum. No bra or panties?” Benson clicks his tongue, shaking his head, as he drags his thumb over my nipple.
“Shit,” I hiss, arching my back and pushing myself further into his touch. “You’re not lying about being inexperienced, are you? Because that—” I gesture to all of him, shaking my head, “that was all really fucking hot.”
“I wouldn’t lie to you about this. I want you to know you’re my first for everything,” he growls before he leans forward and swipes his tongue through my center.
