The sting of Indi's rejection, no matter how many times they pulled me closer now, continued to fester under the surface. The wound only became more infected after they'd rejected me again in the bathroom.
It was... confusing.
They sighed, dropping their cup into the cup holder to rub the back of their neck.
If I didn't know better, in the low light of the car supplied by the lightpost overhead, I'd say that the alpha's cheeks had darkened with embarrassment.
"I know it'll probably sound pretty fuckin' stupid now... but at the time I didn't know that you were into me, so... I don'tknow, Eva. I didn't want you to feel like I took advantage. You'd signed up to fuck strangers, not an alpha in your circle."
God, Indigo Garotti really was a golden retriever trapped in a Doberman's body.
"And, things with Joon...?" I prompted, setting my cup beside theirs.
"Like I said, we talked... we both like you. I know it's a little unusual, two omegas in one pack, but..."
"I like him," I said honestly, my knees spreading to give Indi an easier path for the fingers moving along my thigh. "And I like you. I would've been thrilled if you'd fucked me during my heat... I've had a crush on you for like ever."
"Heatlock is messy. I don't regret waiting."
"You really meant it earlier? Even if I say no to the contract, you'll still want me?"
"Eva,” Indigo laughed, giving my thigh a playful squeeze. "You could burp out a live frog onto the floor, and I'd still want you."
I laughed, throwing the alpha's hand off with a roll of my eyes. "I really think I'd be more likely to burp like... a bunny or something cute! Why a frog?"
"Hey, frogs are cute!" Indi argued. "Though not half as cute as a certain pink-haired omega's making my car reek of strawberries and green tea."
"Oh, shut up.." I muttered, even as I slid across the seat towards them, carefully climbing over our drinks to crawl into their lap.
"Afraid, I can't. I'm babbling now, you see, she keeps gettin' closer to me, has this body like sin and---"
I closed the distance between our lips. Partly to shut them up... but mostly because I was so done with being interrupted.
There was no doubt in my mind. I wanted Indi.
And now that I knew they wanted me back, I wasn't going to stop.
Indigo's lips were soft, cold, and flavored with root beer from their milkshake.
Their hands found my hips, pulling me more firmly against them as we continued to kiss, the passes of our mouths quickly changing from tender to heated.
"Eva, if you don't want this, we need to stop now. I've hit my ceiling for stopping myself from fucking you," they mumbled, breaking our kiss to drag their teeth deliciously against my jaw.
I moaned, tilting my head to offer them more room. "I already told you, Indigo. I want you."
They took it for the permission that it was, using their grip on my hips to keep me steady for a heavy grind. "I swear you wore this just to drive me crazy."
"Maybe, just a little."
"How can you be scared and so horny at the same time?" They chuckled, one of their hands leaving my hips to grope at my breast, lips grazing over my scent gland, making me perfume more than a high-end drugstore counter.
"Be so serious," I whimpered, unzipping my jacket and flinging it back into the passenger's seat. "You know what I like."
The spark in Indigo's eyes made me wish, with a note of insanity, that we were bonded. I would've loved to get some insight into what they were thinking. Even if it wasn't like a walkie-talkie system, the hum of Indigo's arousal... the dark twinge as they considered how best to terrify and stimulate me... I could feel the slick pooling in my panties at the thought already.
The windows of the jeep were already starting to fog as I pulled Indigo's hoodie up, the alpha helping me to remove the sweater entirely, revealing their tattooed chest.
Their hand caught one of my pigtails, forcing my lips back to theirs for a heavy nip, hand going between my legs to rub my clit through my panties. "Grab a condom out of the console."
