“Go away!” Her voice is muffled, as if her face is covered by fabric. It probably is. “You guys did this to me!”
“Technically, biology did this to you. Exposure to yourscent matches can trigger a heat spike, especially when in close proximity for extended periods of time.”
Derrick glares at Ivan and makes a ‘cut it out’ motion with his hand. “Do you think that’s going to help?”
He shrugs with one shoulder. “Nah, probably not.”
“Then why say it?”
Ariana throws open the bathroom door, panting, wearing only her bra and panties. Her chest is heaving and splotchy red, her eyes fixed on Ivan, face twisted into a glare.
“I would not be at the whims of my biology if you weren’t here, Ivan.”
He waggles his eyebrows at Derrick and stage whispers, “That’s why.” He takes a step closer to the furious Omega. “Since we’re all together now, let us help you.”
“I’m not going to fuck you.” The way she crosses her arms pushes her breasts up, and Jesus Christ, I’m going to faint from how fast all my blood rushes to my dick.
“Never say never, sweetie, but that’s not what I was suggesting.” He reaches behind his head and pulls his shirt off. My Alpha is sexy, with dark hair covering his torso and a soft, cozy belly. If the deepening scent of vanilla and oranges is any indication, Ariana thinks so, too.
“Let us join you in the bath. No expectations. We’ll hold you, massage your feet, whatever you want. If you won’t let us ease you, at least let us comfort you.”
She stares at Ivan, mouth slightly open, but I don’t think she heard a word he said. He’s clearly aware of the attention his body is getting, because his smile is wicked. As Ariana rubs at her neck and her scent thickens, Derrick swears under his breath.
She’s getting harder and harder to resist.
After a long, pregnant pause, my Omega dips her head and scampers back into the bathroom. She doesn’t closethe door behind her, which is apparently all the invitation Ivan needs.
I’m right on his heels as he strips the rest of his clothes off and climbs into the tub with his underwear still on. She’s already under the water, her bra and panties scattered on the floor, teasing me with images of what her wet, naked body will look like.
Fuck.
I turn my back to them and attempt to adjust myself, but I know it’s going to be pointless.
“Just take your pants off and get in there quickly, Grant. It’s only going to get worse, so don’t bother trying to hide your reaction.” Derrick’s lips are so close to my ear that chills run down my spine with his words.
I think I’m going to die in that tub.
All of my blood has rushed to my aching cock, and I will surely slip beneath the water, drowning as I’m surrounded by the three sexiest people in the world.
It seems unfair that Derrick and Ivan aren’t into each other. Shouldn’t they also have to deal with being wet and nearly naked with three people they want to fuck? Instead, both of them only have to battle with attraction to the two of us, but let’s face it, neither of them is going to be paying me much attention.
Not that I mind. They’ve seen it all before. We’ve waited so long for Ariana, and she deserves to be the center of attention.
Ariana squawks in surprise as Ivan pulls her to his lap. She struggles for a moment, but he bands an arm around her chest and pins her against him.
“Damn, quit fighting and let us help you, Omega.” His words precede a rumbling purr, and I watch as she melts against him, her head falling back onto his shoulder.
I can imagine plenty of scenarios where Ariana wouldbe held to Ivan like that, and nearly all of them make my stomach clench with desire. Derrick must sense it because he pulls me against him, mirroring their position, and rests one of his hands right over the waistband of my briefs.
Our Omega’s eyes widen as she watches his arm move beneath the water as he strokes across my belly. “I…” Her throat bobs as she swallows her words.
Ivan places a soft kiss on the curve of her neck. “Aren’t they beautiful together?”
“Yes.” Her voice is breathy and desperate.
“You know, I bet watching them together could help you. The pheromone exposure may ease the spike a little.” Ivan’s voice is thick and syrupy like honey as he fills Ariana’s head with ideas. “Would you like that? Like to watch them together?”
Derrick’s fingers dip beneath my waistband and brush the top of my straining cock, and I choke on my breath. I want to thrust into his hand, but I don’t. I hold my body stock still, as if moving will break whatever spell she is under.
