The sight made Arden clench again, which made Beckett groan and Jack grin.
“How are you feeling, sweetheart?” Jack said.
It took Arden a moment. “Oh,” he said. “Me?”
“Yes, you,” Jack said.
Above him, Beckett gave another of those short, dry laughs.
“Um. Embarrassed.”
Although Jack didn’t seem surprised at this, he said, “Whatever for?”
Arden opened his eyes wide meaningfully.
Jack shook his head, eyebrows high.
“For…you know.”
“For…?”
“Jack,” he whispered, as if Beckett couldn’t hear him. “I’m fucking your footman.Ah!” He gasped when Beckett’s hips suddenly pushed into him, bouncing Arden a little.
A low voice growled in his ear, “Thefootmanis fuckingyou, duch.”
Beckett didn’t like being calledthe footman. Arden made a note.
“My lover is knotting you,” Jack said, correcting them both.
“Yes,” Arden said. “Sorry.”
Jack hummed at the back of his throat. “Why are you sorry? I’m not.”
“Because I—wait. You’re not?”
Jack tilted his head. “Did you think I would be?”
“Well…oh. Oh. Ahhhhh. Yes. Ohhhhh.”
Beckett was circling his hips lazily as Arden spoke, making it impossible for him to maintain his concentration.
He threw back a hand and gripped the top of Beckett’s thigh, which he could just about reach. Beckett snatched his hand, and the other one, and dragged them both up and over his head, pinning them.
“Why would I be sorry that you’re getting what you need?” Jack said, thankfully ignoring the happy little hum Arden had made in response to being pinned.
“Oh. I thought…never mind. It’s silly. I’m being silly.”
The fact of it was, as an omega, Arden knew that he didn’t appeal to Jack sexually. And, since Arden was thirty-one and he’d never had a heat, it was fair to assume that Jack had considered himself safe from having to fulfil an omega’s needs.
Or from having his footman do it.
“Arden,” Jack said.
Arden huffed, even as he pushed back into those lazy circles Beckett had restarted. “I didn’t know this could happen.”
“Neither did I, sweetheart. I’d have managed things better if I’d suspected.”
“I thought I was too old. Marl had to tell me what was happening.” He glared at the flash of humour on Jack’s face. “Jack, it was humiliating.”
