“Are you—”
“Just keep going,” I grunt. “It’ll hurt less when I come.”
Auryn’s gaze darkens as she bites her lip. The scent of cinnamon enters the chat.
“Is that what my alpha wants?” I ask with a smirk.
Gage’s hand slowly starts to move, apprehensively. His fingers avoid my knot, separating enough to give me space to inflate, but it’s not enough. I need to feel him. I need to feel her. I need to come or I’m going to lose my mind.
I’m vaguely aware I’ve never felt so impatient when it comes to sex, and I wonder if that too is some stain leftover from the omega proteins.
“You want Gage to make me come so you can watch?” I bite at her bottom lip, and the pulse of her pussy around my fingers at my words is my answer. She nods and growls at me.
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Louder, baby. So he can hear you,” I whisper to her.
Auryn picks up my command and doesn’t argue, which is in itself, a fucking feat.
At least I know there’soneplace she’ll listen to me.
Gage grunts while thrusting against her, and his rhythm starts to build again.
“You can touch my knot,” I tell him, but when I feel soft, small fingers tracing over it, I think maybe this is better.
Auryn’s fingertips trace the swell of my knot while Gage pumps me, and seconds later, I’m coming just as hard as I did last night. I suck air in through my teeth because it does sting a bit, but it also feels insanely good.
Auryn’s pussy tightens around my fingers a moment later, and she whines in ecstasy. Gage curses, stilling behind her as he buries his head in her shoulder.
Silence fills the room, and my stomach growls, ruining the moment.
“Fuck,” I hiss as my knot deflates. Auryn giggles. The sound is soft and feminine and makes my entire body warm like a fire.
She has a cute fucking laugh.
“We should definitely eat,” I sigh. Auryn giggles again.
“I am rather hungry.” The tone in her voice is so lustful I am considering starvation just so I might feast on her again. But the scent of peppers and cheese and fresh coffee is also tempting, and so when Gage lets go of me, I don’t hesitate to remove my fingers from Auryn and get out of bed. I take my time, heading for the shower. Auryn follows behind me,sansGage.
Even though I'm good and clean by the time she enters, I stay. I wash her hair, massaging her scalp, and she purrs in contentment. She doesn’t fight me when I soap up her breasts or rinse her clean. She kisses me under the spray, and that warmth in my chest ignites once more. We kiss until the water runs cold, and her stomach is growling along with mine.
When we get to the kitchen, Diego and Gage are side by side, plating up their food while Olly sits at the table, looking over something on his phone. Knowing him, it’s probably research. The guy has no other hobbies other than work that I know of. Something about that saddens me as I realize I don’t either.
I guess, none of us do, aside from Diego.
Maybe I should learn a skill or something. But what would I even be good at? I can shoot, stab, and climb like no one’s business, but would I even be capable of doing something like reading or cooking? I don’t fucking know.
The minute we walk through the door, though, Olly looks up, wrinkling his nose. He looks from me to Auryn, then back at me with a curious expression. I grin victoriously.
Emmett one.
Olly…one, I guess. I’ll give the guy credit where it’s due.
At least, for now.
Auryn purrs, and I kiss her on the head. “Go. I’ll get you a plate.”
She looks back at me with a shy grin but doesn’t protest. She practically skips over to Olly and curls next to him like a fucking cat.
