Then I grasp that she’s talking about the organization these alphas work for, and once I see the corporate name, I realize they’re just standard business types. “Oh.”
“Yeah, see? Boring, right?”
My lips twitch. “What they do for a living? Yes. Watching your beautiful fingers fly across that keyboard? No.” I make a show of adjusting my pants. “In fact, seeing your hands move so fluidly makes me wonder what else you can do.”
Her typing stalls, the only indication that she heard me. Then she shivers and resumes, but not before a faint pink glow highlights her cheeks.
I glance at Johan and find him admiring her, too. Then he meets my gaze over her head, his eyebrow inching upward like he’s asking me what we should do now.
Or maybe he’s inviting me to play.
Either way, I think it’s time we show our omega what it might be like to join us in bed. Our demonstration on the plane was just an appetizer.
What I plan to do to Johan tonight is the main course.
And if Aurora is good, perhaps we’ll make her our dessert…
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
JOHAN
Fuck.I know that look.
Laz is about to devour me.
I should stop him. Tell him to give Lark more time to get to know us before dragging her into the devil’s lair. But I’m too depleted to try.
The last few days have been exhausting.
Arousing.
Savage.
My emotions are shot. My body is tired. And all I want right now is a good fucking orgasm.
Which I know Laz can provide.
He’s an outlet that sets my soul on fire. He knows exactly how to make me feel alive. How to make me submit. How to make meplead.
His dark eyes hold mine, burning me with his intentions.
Only for Noah to burst through the door with a bang that ripples through the space.
Fuck.
I should have anticipated he would come for me, too.
The darkness between the three of us is spiraling out of control, the carnage from the last few days tipping us overinto dangerous waters. We were already balancing on the edge, knocked entirely off-kilter by finding our scent match.
Then Bastian fucking Ricci had to go and try to kill me.
For reasons we don’t yet know or understand. Because the fucker wouldn’t talk. When it became clear that nothing Noah was going to do would force him to reveal his secrets, Noah simply ended him.
Which means Stefano Ricci is due for a visit. He needs to answer for his brother’s sins.
“You’d better fucking be ready for me,” Noah says before rounding the corner and coming into view. I only knew he was the one who entered before because no one else would ever be bold enough to barge into my room without knocking.
Well, Laz does it, too.
