I slide off the bench as he watches and amble over to him. He pulls me in front of him and leans over me. His hands on the island, trapping me between the heat of him and the counter.
“Preheat the oven,” he purrs in my ear.
I shudder. “Mack, preheat the oven.”
Mack laughs. “Cheating.”
“I’ll do the trays,” Devon says.
Elijah growls in my ear. I shiver again, hyper aware of him. “All the dry ingredients go into this big bowl.”
“Why does everything you say sound so sexy?”
“Come on, Sofia, there will be a test at the end of this.”
I gasp in mock outrage. “I’m not doing tests. I suck at tests. Can I earn extra credit?”
“No extra credit. If you pass, you get a treat.”
I hum suspiciously. “What kind of treat?”
“What do you want?”
My mind explodes with images that I’m not even sure I can speak out loud. Any one of them, though, would be amazing.
“Huh, I would love to be a fly on the wall of your filthy mind, Omega,” Devon teases with a wink.
I blink back and realise Elijah is tense behind me, and all I can smell are our scents crowding around each other in a blistering and sultry heat.
Just to check, I shift back, and my ass comes into contact with the evidence of Elijah’s arousal. My omega nature surges to the front, possessive and pleased over it.
“Wet ingredients next,” Elijah says in a strained voice.
I carefully weigh them out, but I have no idea what’s going on. All I can focus on is the way he’s pressed against me. Each movement sends jolts of pleasure through me.
“Focus,” he whispers and runs his nose down the side of my throat.
“I’m trying, but it’s so hard.”
“Oh, ho! You’re a comedian now!” Devon crows, laughing.
I wink at him, and the laughter falls away.
“Do that again, Omega, and we’re going to be in big trouble,” Devon hisses and bites his lower lip.
Mack slams a hand across my eyes. “Not. In. Here.”
Oh, right. Yep. “Thank you, Mack. We lost our heads.”
“Not yet, but we can,” Devon mutters.
“Mix the wet and dry ingredients,” Elijah says over us.
“Why aren’t you using the electric mixer?” Mack asks.
“It’s loud, and I prefer to do it this way.”
He grabs a massive wooden spoon, and we start stirring everything together.
