But they aren’t the only ones in that room.
Raven was already a mess of lust before I left to get supplies, climbing Tanner, begging and needy. It was fascinating to watch. There was something mesmerizing abouther desire, the way her inhibitions faded away, the vulnerable openness. I felt almost envious of it.
I kind of want to see more of it. But what does that mean? Do I want to be with her? I’m starting to think so. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Damn, I love her scent.
An extended moan fills my ears, followed by grunts, then a collective sigh and silence. Did she fall asleep?
I open my eyes just as Vann steps out of the room and closes the door quietly behind him. He’s completely naked, spent cock dangling between his legs, no less majestic than when it’s hard. It twitches and swells before my eyes. I look up to find him smiling at me.
“Like what you see?” he crosses his arms and spreads his legs in a wide stance.
I swallow thickly, pushing away from the door and holding up the bags still in my hands. “Are you hungry?”
Vann licks his lips and looks me over before nodding. “Mmm, yeah. But not for food.” He takes a bag from me, his hand brushing mine in the process, and I freeze, taking a deep breath before following him to the mini-fridge and unloading some of the drinks and snacks.
“I’ll pick up some more things after the game tomorrow, but this should get us through for now.”
The last thing in the bag is three bottles of lube. I pull them out one at a time, hyperaware of what they’ll be used for.
“Are you really gonna stay out here the whole time?” Vann asks softly, eyes going to the last bottle still in my hands.
“I think going from virgin to full-on heat might be a bit much.” I try to laugh, but it comes out strained.
“Virgin?” Vann’s eyes widen. “Really? I mean, I knew you weren’t just instantly attracted to people, but I thought…”
My shoulders curl in as I remember all the times people made fun of me for not wanting sex. The name calling. The questions. I hold my breath, waiting for Vann to say something more, to decide he doesn’t want someone as inexperienced as me.
“That’s so fucking hot.”
“What?” My head flies up, eyes seeking his. “Really?”
“Hell yeah.” He smooths his hands up his chest then back down toward his thighs like he’s imagining me touching him. “The thought of being the first to fill your tight little hole…” He groans. “Yeah, that’s hot.”
There’s a thump against the wall from the other room that has us both looking at the closed door.
“Yes!” Raven cries out. “That’s… oh, yes.”
Vann’s still looking at the door when I look back at him. He’ll choose her. Now that she’s awake again, needy, wanting, he’ll leave me and go to her. I understand. He’s an alpha, and she’s an omega in heat.Hisomega in heat. But something sinks like a stone deep in my gut.
“Go,” I whisper.
Vann doesn’t move. He tips the bottle of lube and squirts a small bit out, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger. He stares at the sticky substance as it glides over his skin. “Have you ever played with your ass, Rhodes? Ever put something inside?”
I shake my head, then realize he’s still looking down and can’t see me. Clearing my throat, I say, “No.”
“Would you let me play with your ass, beta?”
My muscles are so tense it’s hard to breathe. “Yes,” I whisper.
“Would you let me stuff that pretty ass full of my cock?” He looks up, gaze meeting mine, waiting.
“N-now? But…” I look away from the intensity in his eyes. The painting on the wall shakes as something or someone pounds against it from the other side.
Vann grabs the bun on top of my head, roughly guiding me to look at him again. “Right fucking now,” he growls, low and rich.
I gulp and nod.
He looks at my throat, then back in my eyes. “And would you let me bite you?”
