I hate myself for that now.
I’m so lost in thought, I don’t notice Vann until he crashes down into a sweaty heap beside me, startling me so much I tilt face-first into the mat, catching myself before repeating my first experience with crow pose.
Rhodes takes a spot on the mat between Vann and I, stretching out his hamstrings.
“This boner is gonna kill me,” Vann says, plopping onto his back. I know what he means. I gave up trying to get the damn thing under control. It’s impossible when I can feel Raven’s excitement growing with each minute.
“We’ve got to fucking teach her how to close off the bond.” Tanner kicks the mat the rest of us are on. “Get up.”
The look in his eyes is unmistakable. But we don’t have time for that.
“Coach wants us warmed up and on the ice in fifteen minutes,” I say.
“I don’t fucking care,” Tanner snaps.
“Doubt it would take five,” Vann says, adjusting himself. “I’m about to come right here and now.”
Rhodes sucks in a breath when he realizes what we’re talking about.
Sighing, I stand up. “We have to be fast.”
“Oh hell, yeah.” Vann bounces to his feet, grabbing Rhodes’ hand and pulling him up as he does. “Can we come?”
Rhodes nearly chokes, eyes bugging out.
My brow stretches as my eyebrows drop. “I don’t think Rhodes wants that.”
“Um… maybe I do,” our beta whispers.
“Really?” Tanner asks.
“I mean, I don’t think I want to… um, you know. But uh, can I…”
“He wants to watch.” Vann busts out a wide, goofy grin and throws an arm over Rhodes’ shoulders.
“And you?” I ask Vann. “I thought you only got hard for Raven.”
He shrugs, looking me up and down with an unmistakable hunger. “The fucker’s decided to appreciate the whole pack now that we have her.”
His words take me by surprise, but the desire they evoke isn’t surprising at all. Tanner and I have talked about how attractive we find our packmates. We just never thought being with them was an actual possibility.
“But wedon’thave her,” Tanner whispers.
“We will.” Vann’s quick smile turns into a groan when pleasure surges through the bond, so intense it takes my breath away. Fuck, she’s coming. My body shakes and tingles, cock straining, muscles tensing. I gasp. Tanner curses.
“What?” Rhodes asks.
Rather than answering, Vann grabs his hand and tugs him out of the gym. Tanner and I silently follow. At the end of the hall, I pull open a door. “Here.”
Tanner and I had an encounter in this storage closet earlier this week. It’s not big, but it’s pretty empty and locks from the inside so we can keep anyone from walking in on us.
Pleasure zings in the bond, and Tanner groans, then squeezes his dick though his shorts. I’m not far behind.
“Fuck, he’s gonna make her come again,” Vann says, leaning one hand on a shelf for support as he sways.
I’m torn between being angry with Foster for pleasuring my omega and being grateful he’s taking such good care of our girl. Huh, interesting. I shouldn’t feel torn in this situation. If anyone else outside of my pack was touching Raven, I would feel enraged. But after last night’s date and how Foster acted, I’m already wondering if maybe there’s more to the bodyguard than meets the eye. Maybe he’s a more intricate part of this than just her paid protection.
Raven’s pleasure swells, and Tanner fists my shirt slamming me back against the wall. There’s an intensity caused not just by his desperation, but also by the newness of the situation and the time crunch we’re under.
