The second he captures me in a rough kiss, I melt because I’m flooded with a fresh taste, with something I never expected.
I grip her, nearly falling forward as Kane and Ollie’s moans rattle through my head. My hand slams against the wall as Ibuckle, pulling away from the kiss as lavender blooms in my mouth.
“What the fuck do you think you’re—”
But Kane cuts me off as he forces me back down, and I can’t resist.
I didn’t know I could taste him. I didn’t have a single fucking clue he tasted like perfume.
I’m strong enough to rip myself away from him, but I can’t bear it. Because the blend of lavender and maple syrup fills my mouth, and I growl. I press closer, deepening the kiss.
I try to bite back my moan. I swear I try to stop it. I don’t want to prove him right.
They’ve both come after me, and the alpha side I tempered roars again.
My mates are here.
Kane’s hand sweeps past my cock and further. Ollie’s whimpers turn to moans, and I know exactly where he’s going. I need to be there too.
I release her arm, let go of the wall, and pull them both into a hug. Her mouth rides my wide chest, nipping me through my shirt, and I jerk as her hand molds my cock through my pants.
I gasp, sucking lavender from Kane as he moans again.
I’m grinding against her hand, trying to work out how the fuck I can taste Kane, too. It shouldn’t be possible. There couldn’t be a way for this to happen.
Kane’s grip eases, and I pull back from the kiss to moan as she holds me, but her small hand isn’t enough for my cock, which turns me on even more. Her thumb strokes me in the perfect spot to make me bend for her.
Kane’s arm moves between us, and Ollie flinches. Her back arches, and she lets out the softest cry that’s so delicate that I pour myself back into her.
Her open mouth is mine, and her moans belong to us as she rubs my cock and Kane pleasures her.
The moment her hand tightens around my cock, I snap back, gasping so hard that I can’t tell her to stop. I’m going to come right here in the restaurant, and it’s all for her and Kane.
Ollie whines and gasps so beautifully for us as we press into her from either side. We have to keep going. We can enjoy this night together before waking up and pretending it was a mistake.
“I think we needed that,” Kane gasps as he breaks the kiss. I thought he’d still be in control and keeping it together, but he clings to Ollie, shaking as much as she is.
“I can’t handle this,” she gasps, looking up at me again. Her brow scrunches like she’s in pain, and she twists her head. “Kane, this is too much.”
He sighs, the same look sweeping his face. There’s something going on between them. Some silent understanding that I’m not part of.
“You’re the one who started this,” I growl, one arm dropping to grip hers. “Why are you saying it’s too much when you’re still gripping my cock?” I ask darkly. She suddenly whips her hand back, and I let her go, leaving me hard and wanting.
I should have just come.
“I think…” she gasps as I release them, using the wall to hold herself up again. “I think you should return to the table. I need to go.”
“Wait, but you…” I trail off as she avoids my gaze, like one of us has done something wrong.
But I understand. I shouldn’t have given in, and maybe she feels the same way.
How am I going to explain this to Luke?
Kane murmurs to her, and she shakes her head. My ears are ringing so loudly that I can’t hear them. She keeps saying sheneeds to leave, and I don’t want to be the kind of alpha that uses his strength to subdue his omega. But am I the kind of alpha who lets their omega walk away?
“I’m really sorry,” Ollie says, and I realize she’s talking to me. “I shouldn’t have taken it so far.”
She grips her shoulder, her arm over her chest like she needs to protect herself from me.
