Seeing them together has been my aim from the start. All I wanted was to be in a pack with Timber and my unknown scent match, and then Ollie burst into our lives to make that a reality.
Now she clings to him, crying out as Timber sinks into her so beautifully that they are like art hanging on a wall. As theyhold each other with so much love and tenderness that it pours off them that it chokes me up, I’m struck with the sudden realization that they don’t need me. It plunges over me like a bucket of ice water as I step closer.
I’m at the end of the bed, cleaning my cock, watching him furiously thrust into her as they call for each other. Timber tells her over and over how he loves her, while she gasps out her feelings between thrusts.
And I’m just… here.
My cock is hard, and my body is ready for them, but they don’t notice me.
I could leave the room, and I’m sure they wouldn’t blink.
My world suddenly grows smaller as I stand there, my towel in one hand, watching them with a sinking feeling that I might have literally been the wingman in all of this. Like I was never supposed to do anything more than play a part in their relationship. All my plans and schemes paid off, but I always factored myself into them. I never expected this.
Until Timber suddenly growls, and I look up to find them both staring at me.
“What the fuck are you doing over there?”
“Come back, Kane. Why are you so far away?”
Timber pulls himself from Ollie, lunging over quicker than I can react. He grabs my shoulder, dragging me onto the bed and forces me to join them.
“You’re the one who pushed us here, so why do you look so depressed?” he growls.
Before I can answer him, I jump as Ollie wraps her hand around my cock.
“You can’t leave when you promised you’d give me all of this,” she purrs.
Timber tugs me forward again, and I gasp as he pulls me into a kiss. He slams his palm against my lower back and uses all his strength to hold me tight, moaning as he drinks me in.
And I nearly cry out as I wrap my arms around him and shudder; relief pours through me. He deepens the kiss, spreading his tongue over mine, and I let my weight go, so that he’s finally holding me.
Actually, would they have been okay? They’re both stubborn idiots, so I can’t say if they’d fix it themselves without me. If I hadn’t brought Ollie to our date and tricked Timber into meeting Luke, would they have made it this far?
I didn’t have to drag a rut-fueled Timber to Ollie. I could have kept him locked up and come to her myself. And I did it because I’ve thought of us as a pack all this time.
I jump as Ollie’s fingers dig into the back of my thigh, and warmth suddenly spreads to my cockhead.
Her moan rings around us, and I echo it against Timber’s lips. As he twists his tongue around my mouth, dizziness blurs my mind as she takes more of me.
Timber lowers, his ass on his heels, and Ollie’s legs settle on either side of his hips again.
The tight pain in my chest releases as they pull me closer.
They’re moaning, gasping, bending around me, drawing me into their bubble that I briefly thought I could never enter.
I cup Timber’s cheek, my breath whooshing out of me as he softens in my palm.
How many years have I been waiting for him to look at me like this?
Timber tilts his head back, so I can lean down and be the one to kiss him again.
Jerking my hips back, I shudder as the ball of Ollie’s tongue piercing traces the line of my cock, and it sets off a new round of hot pleasure flowing through me.
“I’m going to come if you keep—ah!” I cry out as Timber’s hand leaves my back. He grabs the base of my cock and squeezes me just the right amount to send a bolt of pleasure flying through me.
Maybe I shouldn’t have shown him how good it feels to hold his mate’s cock for our omega. Because when Ollie’s lips bump off Timber’s fist, my thighs spasm as I try to hold back my pleasure.
Timber cries out as he thrusts into Ollie as she moans around my cock, and I can’t hold myself back.
