“More than okay, I grew up in a house where everyone loved everyone. This has been my dream,” she tells me easily.
“You know that you’re the Omega. You’re our priority.”
“Ethan?”
“Yeah?”
“Shut up, and take a nap with me,” she says as I gently tug her against my chest.
Never was a fan of naps before, but becoming somewhat of a kept Beta has made me soft. I’m not even mad about it.
“Jesus fucking Christ. We’ve been looking everywhere for you two,” Max says, startling us both awake.
The Alphas take in our very amateur nest, and all the irritation slips away.
“What’s this?” Bram asks.
Sloane looks shy. Maybe she doesn’t even realize how badly she needs her own cozy place to decompress, but Bram must understand as he doesn’t even allow her to answer.
“It looks great,” he says.
It doesn’t look great, but they’re kind enough to not bring that up.
“Have you two been down here all day?” Max asks.
“Mostly. We need a TV down here,” Sloane says.
I’m surprised the man doesn’t pull one out of the wall right away. He goes to sit on the mattress, and Sloanetsks at him.
He removes all his clothes, putting them in a neat pile, before sitting on the bed in his underwear.
Bram follows suit, and then we’re all just sitting on this mattress in the middle of the floor, wondering how this is going to go.
“I think you and Bram should both bond with Ethan,” Sloane says.
All our heads whip over to Sloane who looks like a queen in her throne of pillows.
“What?” I ask.
“Bram is uneasy leaving without being bonded. I know it helps that Max will be bonded to both of us. But I think him having one bond will help with some of his anxiety.”
“I don’t have anxiety,” Bram says back.
She holds out her hand and tugs at him so that he’s basically spooning her.
“Whatever you say, Alpha. Plus, I think it would be nice. I get to feel what it’s like when Max bonds with him, and he’ll get to feel what it’s like when we bond,” she says to Bram.
“You're a romantic little thing, aren’t you,” I say, tapping her nose.
“Yes, and a needy one,” she says, grinding against Bram’s crotch.
The massive Alpha wraps a hand around her waist, and he slides his hand down the waistband of her shorts.
“Dripping wet,” he purrs against the back of her head, and she sighs, tugging at my shirt and instructing me to get undressed.
Bram kisses down the side of her throat as he toys with her pussy at the same time Max’s hand wraps around my hip and squeezes my cock. I groan as he rubs his hard length against my ass.
“Is that what you want, Ethan? Both bonds?” he whispers in my ear. A low rumble of approval slips out of him as he grinds harder against me. “Who knew you’d be such a greedy fucking Beta?”
