It’s a heady feeling. So I take my time, my lip almost twitching as I… play. As I linger in front of Oscar, feeling his breath catch as I run my fingers through his hair. His hands don’t move, but he twists, pressing his lips to my hand as it skates close to his mouth.
My smile grows. God, his dominance is strong. Maybe a little too strong for this first time. I have another of my mates in mind.
Max’s knuckles are white against his jeans when I reach him. My head tilts in silent question, and he opens his arms in invitation.
His mouth falls open when I kneel. “Kenny?”
My fingers press into the denim of his jeans. “Can I… play?”
“Shit – yes.” He swallows. “Any game in particular?”
I smirk at him. “Snakes and ladders.”
Theo laughs quietly. Max grits his teeth as I lean forward, brushing my fingers over the denim. I look up at him, suddenly uncertain. “Kiss me?”
“Hell to the yes.” His hands are instantly on my face, his lips gentle. Max tastes like the forest he loves so much as he brushes his lips over mine, up and down, his tongue tracing my lower lip.
My eyes feel lidded when he pulls back. But my grin is mischievous. “Thankyou.”
Jake groans. But Max’s smile falters as I lean forward, cupping him carefully through his jeans. He feels… heavy. Solid. Warm.
“Yours,” he murmurs. I glance up at him. “All yours.”
My mate. He shifts as I reach for the zip. “I’ll help you?”
At my nod, he tugs on the zip, lowering it. His white boxers are damp beneath, and his cheeks flush. “Like I said. All yours.”
I did that. I trace the wetness with a single finger, and his cock… twitches. My head jerks back.
I mean… I know biology. I studied alphas and omegas. I saw the models in sex ed. Iknowhow this works. In theory.
I push away the other thoughts. Darker thoughts. They don’t belong here.
And that didn’t feel like this.
Max cups his hands behind his head, his hips lifting as I slip my fingers into the waistband of his underwear and tug.
Until his jeans and boxers fall to his ankles, and I pull them off.
I lean in to look more closely. Max’s cock is kind of… pretty? With a curve, and a faint green vein that runs from the thick head down to his—
I suck in a breath at the size of it. “That’s yourknot? It’s freaking huge!”
And it hurts. I know it hurts—
“Hey,” Max’s thumb rubs my cheek. “Stay with me. You okay? You don’t even need to think about this, baby. We can stop, right now.”
I consider it. “I don’t want to stop. I was just… surprised.”
I return my attention to his cock. Max hisses when I wrap my fingers around it. “God, Ken. That feels… that’s so good.”
My cheeks flush. “Sorry. I know you’re probably used to better—,”
Although I don’t want to think about that. Not right now.
“Woah.” Max lifts my chin, searches my face. “You know that none of us have ever been with anyone else, right? This is new to all of us, love. And I promise you that there is nothing better than you.”
My mouth drops open. “I—what?”
