I tuck myself back into my jeans and move to the couch, sprawling out to watch. June catches my eye and shakes her head, a smile playing at the corners of her lips. She’s bent over, her hands on the mirror, and Carter is shoving that monster into her. She cries out, and the sound sends a thrill right through me and to my balls.
“You two are going to be the death of me,” she moans.
“What a way to go, though,” I say.
She laughs again, and the noise of Carter slapping into her wraps around me, sexy as fuck. This incredible, perfect woman who somehow chose us. Chose me.
Carter is pounding into her like a maniac.
I settle deeper into the couch and enjoy the view, waiting for my turn.
Some things are worth watching.
And some women are worth sharing.
That’s the thing about being a pack, I realize as I watch Carter please our Omega. There’s no jealousy here. No competition. Just three men who all love the same woman, who all want to see her happy and satisfied and screaming with pleasure. Whether it’s me making her fall apart or Carter or Seth, the result is the same. She’s ours. We’re hers.
And this is just the beginning.
26
CARTER
The neon sign above the BBQ joint flickers twice before settling into a steady glow, casting red and orange light across the parking lot. Inside, the evening crowd is building, laughter and country music spilling out every time the door swings open. The smell of smoked brisket and hickory hangs in the air, mixing with the sharper scent of spilled beer and anticipation.
Tonight is going to be fun.
Kai drops into the chair beside me, his grin so wide it threatens to split his face in two. “You ready for this?”
“Born ready.”
“That’s my boy.” He slaps me on the shoulder hard enough to make me wince. “You’re going to destroy that fucker. Absolutely annihilate him. I want to see tears. I want to see him crawl out of here on his hands and knees.”
“That’s the plan.”
We deliberately didn’t tell Seth about tonight. He would have found some way to shut it down, lecture us about responsibility and consequences and not making things worse. The man means well, but sometimes you just need to let chaos reign. Besides,June distracted him perfectly. She has a book club meeting tonight with Sophia and somehow convinced Seth to tag along.
The thought still makes me laugh. Seth, grumpy Alpha cowboy extraordinaire, sitting in a circle of women discussing romance novels. I would pay good money to see his face when they start analyzing the spicy scenes.
The door swings open, and Tanner strides in flanked by two of his buddies. He’s sober tonight, I can tell. Clear eyes, steady gait, that infuriating smirk plastered across his face. He’s wearing a tight shirt that shows off muscles he probably thinks are impressive and jeans so new they still have creases.
“Carter.” He stops at our table, arms crossed. “Didn’t think you’d actually show.”
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”
His friends fan out behind him, trying to look intimidating. One of them is a skinny guy with a patchy beard, the other built more solidly but with the vacant expression of someone who peaked in high school. Real threatening crew he’s assembled.
“We need rules,” Tanner announces, pulling out a chair and straddling it backward. “Can’t have you cheating your way through this.”
“Agreed.” I lean back, keeping my posture relaxed. Confident. “Lay them out.”
“Simple enough. We each take a shot. After every round, we each throw one dart at the board.” He gestures toward the dartboard mounted on the far wall, currently unoccupied. “You miss the board entirely three times, you’re out. You lose. I win.”
“Yeah, you’ll always be the loser,” Kai interjects, that smug grin spreading across his face.
Tanner’s expression sours. “This doesn’t involve you.”
“I’m moral support. Deal with it.”
