“This shit’s only fun if we eventually end up naked.” He tugged at the uppermost top she wore. “You are the opposite of naked.”
“Like I won’t take all of this off the minute I win.” She poked at his stomach playfully.
“Whatever.” Dixon couldn’t stop the grin on his face, or in his tone. She ducked forward and gave him a quick kiss before waddling back to her spot.
Ryder tossed his torn shirt at Dixon, who caught it with a growl and threw it down against his pathetic spoils.
"My turn again," I announced, sitting up straighter.
"You're already naked, Tray," Ryder pointed out with a snort.
"I can still roll," I protested. "Maybe I'll land on one of my properties and win something back.” I waggled my eyebrows.
“Get your hands off that dice,” Tessa snapped as I tried to grab it from the board. “You just sit there and look pretty.”
“You think I’m pretty?” I pulled the blanket slowly higher, letting it cover my stiff, pulsing dick. She flicked a look down at my groin, then frowned. I started to slowly, impishly yank the throw further up until my cock was exposed once more. She gave a pert little nod at that, satisfied.
Tessa rolled, frowning when she finally got a bum result. Dixon suddenly was back in the game at full force, sitting up and looking like the cat that got the cream. He owned both orange properties. That meant two pieces of Tessa’s clothing.
“Both the sweatpants.” He lifted and lowered his eyebrows several times.
“You would,” she muttered. Under the double joggers were her sexy little athletic shorts, the lavender ones with tiny slits at the sides. She stood, trying to be sexy which was pretty damn hard with the bulky layers stunting her movements. But when both sweatpants were off, me and my pack brothers were fucking mesmerized by her toned, pale legs that seemed impossibly long even though our Omega was impossibly petite compared to our Alpha sizes.
“Damnnnnn,” I couldn’t help myself, singing the word and feeling heat flood my stomach.
“Fuck yes,” Dixon breathed out.
Ryder and Mac just had eyes glued to Tessa, saying nothing.
“You act like you’ve not seen me naked a dozen times already.” She rolled her eyes.
“A thousand times, a hundred years, and we’re still going to think you’re the sexiest goddamn thing alive,” Ryder finally murmured.
She squirmed under our praise, as she always did. “Mac, hurry up and roll. I think there’s a ticking clock on our game time.”
“I think you may be right,” he responded, eyes hooded with desire and voice thick with need.
Mac eyed the dice as if they held the key to the universe. Maybe they did—to our little universe, with its own rules, its own gravity, and its own sun at the center… Tessa. Mac snagged the dice, pressed it briefly to his lips like a gambler praying for salvation, and then he rolled expertly. He needed a ten to land on‘Instant Match’. The room seemed to hold its breath as the red cube twisted and turned. It came to a stop resting on one edge. Mac murmured ‘fuck’ because he thought it was going to be a bickering match again over what number he’d gotten. But then fate was merciful, and the dice fell over.Ten. A fucking ten.
The room went quiet. Playing board games as a pack was enjoyable, but nothing beat when the game ended. that’s when the real action started.
“Tessa,” he drew out her name, putting his intent into the single utterance.
“Don’t you dare,” she threatened, expression aghast.
Our eldest pack brother looked joyous, and a little evil. “Off with the clothes, Tessa. We’re losing this thing together.” Mac shifted his game piece to the center of the board, then per the rules, snagged Tessa’s piece to join his.
She groaned. “I think that rule should be ditched. You shouldn’t get to instantly make someone else lose.”
“Instantly win if we were playing the game correctly,” he countered.
Tessa, a stickler for the rules, stood up. She swayed a little, trying to be sexy, though the bulky clothes were still making her movements a little comical. That didn’t last long though. The anticipation built as more skin began to show. By the time she was down to one shirt and her panties, every single Alpha in the room was stroking their hard, throbbing manhood.
When she was standing before us nude, the full glory of her perfect body on display, she locked eyes with Dixon. She didn’t say anything, instead strolling across our former sex den and towards the wall of toys. She studied her options for a while, before picking a red leather harness attached to a girthy clear dildo. Dangling it from one finger she returned, coming to stand directly in front of Dix.
The smile on her face was one I’d never seen.
Anticipation. Excitement. A desire to explore something new.
