“What was your plan here?” he asks, licking at me again as his thrusts grow harder and faster. “Why the hell did you think you could get away with this? Why the fuck didn’t you tell me we were scent matches!?”
On his last snarl, another orgasm rips through me, and I cry out as the pleasure burns into pain. His lips descend onto my clit again, and I call his name because it’s the only thing I can do when he’s taking me like this.
I can’t give him any answers. When I’m laid out under my alpha, none of what I’ve done makes any sense.
I want to hold him, I want to wrap my arms around him, I want to kiss him again so it feels like it means something more than… this…
I don’t notice Timber’s hand sliding up my stomach until my T-shirt bunches under my chin. He lifts himself up on his knees, his face shining with my slick. With his lips pressed hard together, and he doesn’t even think about it. Timber grabs the zip of my chest binder, yanking it down, and I gasp as it falls away, exposing my breasts and the nipple piercings I wore for Kane.
“I fucking knew it,” he murmurs. He softly runs his fingers over the line of my breast, and I whimper at his light stroke. Timber stares at my chest as I pant under him. His gentle touch is so jarring compared to how he’s acted, and I’ve never felt so self-conscious.
Growing up with our grandparents gave me and Luke hard shells, so we could shrug off people who pointed and whispered at us. Especially the ones who shouted outright abuse because they couldn’t tell who or what I was, and Luke for his more feminine style.
Being pinned under Timber as his gaze scours me is totally different. Because I can feel the brush of his breath along with his thumb on my chest as he nudges the gem of the left bar, and I shudder.
His ex-wife was your cliché curvy omega that would have any alpha drooling over her, whereas the silver bars in my nipples are almost as thick as my tits.
“Why the fuck are you wearing pieces of him and not me?” he snaps, and my heart cracks.
“Timber, I’m sorry. Please just let me explain. I only did it because my brother is in—”
“Are you spending your heat with Kane?” he growls as he pinches a bar between his fingers. A low groan pours from me as the tension sets off another round of need in my pussy.
“No!” I choke as he draws his fingers from me, and my scent thickens the air. “No, Timber. I won’t be with him unless I’m with you. I need both of my alphas there. I can’t do it without you.”
“Then why the fuck are they that color?” he asks as he flicks a barbell with his nail.
I gasp at the zap of pleasure and pain as he draws closer to my breasts.
I press my lips closed, looking away from him, because he already knows why.
He swoops down, taking a barbell between his teeth, and sucking me so hard my body jolts.
“Alpha,” I whine, and I buck under him as he sucks. “Alpha, please, I just… Timber, I wanted you first,” I confess. “I matched with you first, Timber.”
I rock my head to look up at him, tears staining my eyes as I gaze at the length of his body, and how hard his cock looks straining under his pants.
“What the fuck does that have to do with anything?” he shouts as he lifts his head. Until he meets my eyes, and his expression twists from anger to shock. “Ollie… Kane was the one who told me to invite you both. Does he know about this? Does he know that you are pretending to be Luke?”
My heart breaks again as my eyes shutter closed. My silence is enough of an answer.
“How long?” His voice is so fierce that I flinch. “Ollie. You already said that the restaurant that you'd hooked up, so tell me. How long has he known?”
Every word he says makes it harder to speak. My throat dries as the ache spreads through me.
“I’m sorry…”
“Stop apologizing and answer me!” he yells. “Have you both been fucking with me behind my back?”
I wanted to press my hands over my face and hide from him, but I can’t run away from him anymore. “The day after I moved in with you,” I croak.
The snarl that tears from him slices through my heart and bounces around my body as he bites at my nipple. Without his fingers inside me, I’m so desperate that I lift my hips to reach his cock. Even with his pants on, just feeling his hard shaft against my pussy would be enough.
“You’re never getting away from this,” he growls. “I don’t care how much you love Kane. I don’t give a fuck if youonlylove him. You and he are the only things I can fucking taste, and you’ve ruined everything.”
He lowers his body, and I moan in relief as he presses all of me into the tiles. He’s crushing me, and the huge weight of his body is like a cage, stopping me from escaping from what I’ve done to him. “Timber, I can’t—” I rasp. I’m losing my mind as more coffee floods me.
“You did this, Ollie. You’ve been teasing me for weeks, and now you have to pay me back.” His face hovers over mine, and I need him to kiss me again. I want to hide from the twisted hurt in his gaze.
