“I guess I’ll make breakfast, then,” Monty said hesitantly.
“I’ll come downstairs in a bit,” Laurel mumbled, a bit hoarse.
I didn’t look back as I strode to the door. “See you later.”
Naked, I rushed down the stairs to my apartment. I closed myself in the shower, squeezed my eyes shut, and held my face against the streaming water.
I wasn’t going to cry like a baby, dammit. What the hell was wrong with me?
When I’d washed their scent off me, I felt calmer.
I was about to dress in yesterday’s clothes since I’d only had them on for like ten minutes.
Then I realized I’d accidentally taken Monty’s briefs.
Rolling my eyes, I thumped my head against the door.
Fuck my life.
16
MONTY
We didn’t talk about it, didn’t agree on anything, but when Jordy came home from the pub, we all met downstairs.
Laurel wore an open hoodie over a flimsy T-shirt, and he stroked his belly under the hem, looking from me to Jordy.
“Would you like to come upstairs with me?”
Jordy’s lips curved into that mischievous smirk I loved. “Monty’s bed is the biggest.”
“Works for me,” I said.
And just like that, we were undressing in my bedroom. I was the slowest one because of the buttons on my shirt and the belt. Already naked, Laurel scooted up the bed and stroked his cock.
“Can I get another show?”
Jordy paused with his fingers behind the waistband of his black briefs. “Depends. What do you want to see?”
“You two. Naked, kissing, touching each other.” He took a deep breath, his gaze flickering between us. “I want to see two powerful alphas, getting each other ready for me.” His tonguepeeked out, wetting his upper lip. “Then you hold me down and fuck me.”
I was so in, but Jordy’s eyebrows were drawn together in a frown.
“You okay with that?” I asked.
He flashed me a look as if I were a dumbass and clasped my neck. He pulled me forward until our chests bumped together and attacked my mouth. I parted my lips to let his tongue in.
I loved kissing Jordy. Why had we never done it before?
His kisses were different than kissing an omega. He was rough and demanding, filling my mouth and scraping my lips with his teeth, and I loved the edge of aggression blending with tenderness. He stroked my tongue with his, and I chased the piercing around. He palmed my ass cheeks and pushed my pants down. I almost fell, trying to step out of them, but he held me up, not pausing the kiss.
Then we were both naked, our dicks pressed together, and I roamed the powerful muscles on his back. Jordy squeezed my ass, fingers delving into my crease. He stroked my dry rim, and I thrust against him.
The idea of him fucking me in front of Laurel sent a shiver down my spine. Why did that feel so wrong yet so tempting? But I hadn’t prepped, and we had a horny omega waiting for us in bed. No need to complicate things.
Jordy broke the kiss, and I chased after his lips only to lick his stubbly cheek. I followed his gaze to Laurel, laid out on the bed for us like a damned buffet.
He was panting, his eyes wild and glittering. His legs spread, knees bent, feet in the air, he had both hands on his ass cheeks, pulling them apart and showing us his wet hole.
