“Worried about me, obviously.I stole a cum rag from your boyfriend and stuffed it under my pillow, babe. I think we’ve passed the point of flattery and moved straight into… ‘Why is Kai like this?’” the beta snarks, and I can’t resist the full-body laughter that overtakes me as I fall back on the mattress and giggle until tears stream down my cheeks.
“I think he’s pouting,” Benson mock-whispers conspiratorially, only making me laugh harder. When the giggling finally subsides, mostly because I’m struggling for air, I sit back up, swiping at the tears so I can see them both.
“In my next life, I want to be a pigeon,” Kai declares, and I scoff.
“You think you can escape me just because you’re a pigeon? I’ll find you and kidnap you. You’ll be my pigeon hostage until you realize leaving me is futile, and then you’ll be stuck with me forever anyway,” I sass right back, moving to the edge of the bed on my hands and knees as I stare him down.
It’s dark enough in here that I feel brave. I know Kai can see my body, and Benson is getting quite the view behind me.
“Joke's on you if you think I wouldn’t already be your pigeon stalker, Peppermint Plum. I’ll fly all over this planet searching for you, if that’s what it takes,” Kai says as he stands and walks over to me. I look up at him, and he caresses my hair away from my face. “But, at least in pigeon form, your alpha won’t be sucha pain in my ass.” His words make me snort again, and I glance over my shoulder at the man in question.
“I don’t know. I think I could still find a way to annoy you, and you won’t even be able to talk back. I’m not hearing any negatives…” Benson taunts, and I shake my head at their antics.
“I might not be able to talk, but that doesn’t mean your pillow would be safe from pigeon shit.” Kai glares.
I sit back, knees bent, ass on my feet, and cross my arms over my chest.
“No beefing with my pigeon,” I scold Benson playfully, then turn to Kai. “And no assaulting any pillows. Very naughty beta.”
“Lord have mercy on my soul. You can’t say that when you’re naked, Sweet Plum,” Kai groans. “Not unless you’re trying to make me pass out from lack of blood to my brain,” he adds teasingly. I like the way I feel when Kai is being himself. When he teases me or the alphas. I like it when he makes me feel the way he used to.
He isn’t the same man he was when he left, but when he’s being himself, not some mask he thinks he needs to slip on to impress me, I like who he is. I like this version of him. This new version. Because he’s still Kai, but more mature. He’s not cocky, but playful. He’s not an egotistical asshole like I thought he was. Sure, that side of him exists, but over the last two weeks, it hasn’t made an appearance. It was a facade. A lie he made up to protect himself.
If I was turned on while cuddling Nick, then I’m in full blown horny omega mode right now. My scent isn’t hiding anything from these men as I perfume. Maybe I should be concerned that they managed to turn me on by making me emotional, but I’m not. Instead, I’m…
Shit, I think I’m happy?
Oh my god, I’m really fucking happy. What have these men done to me?
I giggle to myself at the thought, causing Kai to squint and Benson to move closer to my side.
“Kai,” I say, and he narrows his eyes further, looking suspicious of how joyful I am. Fair. He probably thinks I’m plotting something diabolical.
I totally am.
“Yes?”
“Can you sit on the couch for me?” I ask, and he nods, taking several steps backward, keeping his eyes on me like I might pounce on him at any moment. Once he’s seated, I point to his pajama bottoms. “Take them off,” I murmur, and his eyes go wide, mouth falling open when I add, “boxers too.”
“Okay,” he mumbles, looking nervous. “Haven’t…” he clears his throat as he hooks his thumbs in the waistband of his bottoms and lifts his hips up, sliding them down slowly. “Haven’t done this since…” he trails off, and I nod, understanding perfectly.
“Wehaven’t done this in a while,” I say gently as he pushes the bottoms off fully and then sits back. I can tell he’s hard, but it’s too dark to see his cock from here. I lift my gaze, meeting his eyes as he takes a deep breath. “Use the cloth while you watch us.” He nods at my words, reaching under his pillow to pull the cloth out. I’m curious about what he’s going to do with it, so I watch him a little longer.
Benson grabs me by my hips and pulls me into his lap, his chest pressed to my back, his cock pressing into my ass. I wiggle, making him growl.
“It’s not fair that you’re the only one still wearing clothes,” I mumble as Benson kisses my neck, his hands caressing from my hips, over my navel, and up to the underside of my breasts. Kai is watching the way Benson touches me, the envy in his eyes a near physical presence.
His gaze darkens when Benson’s thumbs graze over my hard nipples, and I moan. My head thuds against the alpha’s chest as my mouth falls open and I lean into him.
“How do you expect me to last if you keep wiggling your perfect ass all over my cock, Omega?” He bites my ear, then licks the abused flesh to soothe it.
“I want you inside me, Alpha.” I purr, turning my head to the side, and pressing a kiss to his lips. The scent of cinnamon and pine sweetens, having me chasing a taste of him.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Plum. Are you sore?”
“No, I’m not sore, but I am feeling very needy.” I kiss him again before turning in his lap until I’m straddling his thighs. “Do you want to knot me?”
“I do. Very badly.”
