Evan nodded against her neck. "Okay. We'll...I'll do some research. And we'll play it by ear. But she can't leave. Her dad was explicit."
Camelia's instincts hummed with excitement at the idea of being locked in a house, locked inthishouse with two Alphas during her heat. God...They could give her what she needed. It would be wonderful.
Just what she needed.
Chapter twenty
James
Evan put Camelia to bed and sat with her until she fell asleep. James stood outside the bedroom, listening to her soft pleas to Evan todosomething, to touch her or kiss her or fuck her, and the broken neediness of her voice was almost enough to drive James mad. To make him push past that closed door and give the girl what she needed, ethics be damned.
He held onto his self-control by the skin of his teeth, leaning against the wall as he waited for Camelia to fall asleep so that he and Evan could talk.
An Omega. It all made so much fuckingsense. The pull that he and Evan had felt for her, the way that she had gotten under his skin. The way that he couldn't fucking think of anything except for her no, no matter how fucking hard he tried...
James ran a hand through his hair, growling to himself as he heard footsteps inside the room. Camelia had stopped making her tiny, desperate whimpering sounds, and when Evan slippedthrough the door and closed it behind himself, James knew that Camelia had to be asleep. At least for now.
Evan's expression was tense when his blue eyes rose to meet James’, and anything that James had been intending to say, any conversation that the two of them needed to have faded away in favor of the tension that surged between them.
James couldn't stop himself from reaching out, wrapping his hand around the back of Evan's neck, and pulling him in for a hot, hard kiss with a low groan.
Evan didn't hold back, his grip on James' chin punishing as he took control of the kiss. His teeth nipped as he pressed James back against the wall, and the hard line of his cock pressed against James' was enough to make stars spark behind James' closed eyelids.
They could smell her. Camelia's pheromones, herheat...it was thick in the air between the two of them, and it was making them fuckingrabid.
"My room. Fuckingnow," Evan growled against James' mouth. James opened his mouth to respond, but Evan's eyes flashed and his grip tightened on James' jaw before he could say anything. "Nothing smart out of you, understand?"
He reached between the two of them and pressed his palm against the length of James' cock, straining against his jeans, and James groaned loudly at the pressure as he nodded. "Yeah, okay," he said breathlessly, following Evan's tug on his chin down the hallway.
Evan's room was dark and clean as usual, but Evan didn't bother to turn on the light when the pair stumbled past the doorway. He just kicked the door shut and pulled James close for another kiss, deftly undoing his pants while ensuring that James couldn't get a breath in edgewise around his lips and tongue.
It was desperate and overwhelming in the best way, and James neededmore.
"Please, Ev," he whispered, his hips jerking when Evan wrapped his hand around James' cock. He dug his fingers into Evan's back, dragging his nails down and relishing the hiss it elicited out of Evan. The sting was likely dulled by his shirt, but Evan's grip on James' cock turned punishing nonetheless.
"Be a good boy and get naked so I can fuck the life out of you," Evan growled. He stroked James' cock roughly one more time before releasing him, stepping back enough that James could obey the order, quickly tearing his shirt off and toeing off his socks so that he stood near the edge of Evan's bed fully naked.
He could see the shadow of Evan stripping as his eyes adjusted to the darkness, and when Evan stepped close to him for another hard, desperate kiss, he arched, the slide of their skin against each other somehow more intense than it had ever been before.
"Fuck. Over the edge of my bed, James, I can't fucking wait." There was a hint of madness in Evan's voice, something that James had never heard before, and it sent a thrill down his spine as he turned away and obeyed, folding himself over the edge of Evan's bed. It was raised slightly, just enough that it was the perfect height to lay himself flat on, and he groaned as he reached between himself and the bed to wrap his hand around his cock.
A sharp slap on one of his ass cheeks made his grip tighten, but he didn't release his cock the way he was sure Evan meant him to. He stroked again, the movement hampered by the bed, and he couldn't stop himself from whimpering as Evan's hand spread his cheeks roughly.
"Feeling naughty tonight, hmm? That's okay. I'm going to fuck you so hard you can't see straight." There was the tiny click of a bottle cap, and a moment later Evan's fingers prodded roughly at James' entrance, cool and slick with lube. James groaned softlyas Evan pushed one finger inside, then two, the burn of the stretch almost enough to soothe the itch raging inside of him.
The fucking itch that Camelia's heat was perpetuating, stoking,blazing....
"You can smell her too, can't you?" Evan's voice was hoarse, and his fingers plunged in and out of James hard and fast, giving him hardly any time to adjust. "You can smell her heat. How fucking good she smells."
"Evan...fuck...I want her..." James gasped at the sudden loss when Evan pulled his fingers free, but the next moment the blunt pressure of his cock pressed against James' loosened entrance, hard and slick. He breached James' tight muscle, and James and Evan groaned together as he slowly sank all the way in until Evan's hips were flush against James' ass. The stretch burned a little, but it wasn’t overwhelming or painful.
God it...wasn’t enough.
Evan's hand wrapped around James' throat, pulling his head back until his neck was cranked nearly all the way, and the tension of the position made James feel that much more vulnerable. Evan's thumb gently stroked back and forth across James' fluttering pulse, his lips brushing against James' ear as he slowly pulled all the way out, and then pushed back in. "I know, James," Evan said, his voice even rougher than before. "I...fuck, I fucking know..."
His hips snapped with a sudden thrust, and the head of his cock nudged up against James' prostate. He whimpered softly, the pathetic sound humiliating him for a moment. Just a moment, though, because then Evan set a punishing pace, his cock fucking into James' ass harshly. His grip around James' throat stayed tight and steady, grounding him, and James gave himself over to the overwhelming sensations as he released his cock and his entire body relaxed.
Evan's cock. His throbbing fucking erection. Camelia's hormones, so hot and heavy in the air, so sweet on his tongue when James breathed in through his mouth, tempting him, calling for him,beggingfor him...
