A quiver runs through me. He means every word.
Calli’s gaze drops to my lips, and I stand mesmerized as his forest scent rises. He leans in.
“Stop,” Zack growls out, jumping off the bed and running to thrust his arm out between us. “Must ask first.”
I choke a little, realizing he’s deadly serious.
Callisto’s brows jump as he looks from Zack’s arm and back to me.
“It’s, ah, how we taught him,” I say, fighting a grin. “Consent and all that.”
Callisto chuckles and gently pushes Zack’s arm aside. “All right. I get it, Zack.” He smirks as he leans in closer. “Ricky, can I kiss you?”
I nod, heat spreading across my cheeks. All I can think about is how good it felt when we kissed last.
He touches his thumb to my mouth, caressing lightly, before leaning in and sealing his lips to mine. Hints of vodka flood my mouth, followed closely by his tongue. His intensity leaves me breathless as he drinks me like a man in a desert. Parched. Years of being alone swept away in a moment. Bloody oath I love this man, and I never realized quite how much until Red gave me permission to be honest.
Tears blur my vision as he leans back. “I love you,” I whisper through soft pants.
He cups my cheeks, eyes blazing with sincerity. “And I love you to the moon and back.”
I tremble as the words I’ve longed to hear finally reach my ears.
Callisto clasps my chin and throat, turning my head up. His mouth closes over mine, hot and possessive. He sucks up mygasps, ravaging my mouth to make up for lost time. I melt into his touch, knees growing weak with every kiss we trade. All the long years of longing fade away, and I squeeze my eyes shut against the stinging emotion.
Callisto catches my tear with his index finger before grazing his way down my cheek to my throat. He drifts lower down my sternum. “Ricky, can I touch you here?”
I nod, his whisper sending burning sparks racing down my spine.
He smirks as his hand coasts down to my belly. “What about here?”
My stomach jumps, and my breath catches. “Yes.”
He uses both hands to follow the lines of my body, parting to run down my thighs. “Here?”
“Uh-huh.” Every touch sets me alight, as if he traces me with lightning instead of skin.
Callisto grips my loose pants, scavenged out of the closet but a little too big for me and tugs. The waistband slides down, revealing my bare groin. He tugs gently, sliding the fabric over my erection and down my legs. Crouching down, he lifts each leg to free me and tosses the pants to the side, and I’m achingly aware of how close his head is to my cock. Still holding my foot up, he lifts it to his mouth. “How about here?”
I lean back against the wall, heat burning through my torso. “There too.” My voice cracks, and I cover my mouth with my arm. Why do I suddenly feel like a nervous virgin again?
Callisto gazes up at me, adoration in his eyes as he touches his lips to my foot.
He sets my foot down, but works his mouth up my shin, nibbling and kissing. Fire races under his touch, turning me super sensitive. By the time he reaches my inner thigh, I quiver all over, ready for him to take me.
Zack’s hushed voice floats into my daze. “Watching them makes my cock hard like stone.”
A whimper catches in my throat, and I glance up, finding him cuddling Red against his chest on the bed, both watching us. My omega pants lightly, arching back into her alpha as if her body’s sensitive. The sparks crackling inside me ignite.
“Eyes on me,” Calli says, a faint growl vibrating in his voice.
I obey instantly, bracing my hands on his broad shoulders. After all his hard work to film with Red, he’s bulked up, reminding me of how he looked around the time we graduated high school. My first love pauses just shy of my cock, a wicked look in his eye. “How about here, Ricky? Is this for me, too?”
I’m so choked up I can’t speak, so I nod.
Callisto smiles and runs his fingers over my dick. A thousand different fantasies collide as he touches me with no heat pheromones involved. Just us and our desires.
His grip firms and I moan softly.
