“It was great,” I whispered back, trailing my tongue down his ear and neck.
“Baby girl,” he growled out in warning. I felt him growing hard against my core, but I resisted rubbing against him since we had an audience.
“Thank you for letting me come and only being medium ridiculous and overbearing,” I said.
“Only medium overbearing, huh? What would push me to the highly overbearing category?”
“You would have to fight Luc to reach that category like Poppy’s alpha did. But I’m very pleased with the medium level.”
“As long as you’re pleased,” he said, giving me the sweetest smile.
I signaled him to let me down and I gathered my things.
“Ready, Clementine?” I asked.
“Yep!” she responded with a bright smile as she looked between Cam and me. We both thanked Luc—Cam offered a gracious grunt—before heading out.
ChapterThirty
Ben
Iwalked into the kitchen, a little thrill going through me when I spied Josie trying on my glasses. Her warm brown waves framed her face, and she was wearing a loose sweater and leggings, looking deliciously cozy. She must have made her way down here while I was in the shower. Theo and Cam were holed up in the office after they’d been pulled into work—so much for taking time off.
“Are we doing a sexy librarian role-play?” I asked, leaning against the door frame.
Josie jumped, whipping her face towards mine. I cringed internally, hating that I’d startled her. She seemed more at ease the past few days, but moments like this reminded me of everything she had been through.
Relief rushed through me as she snorted out an adorable giggle. “I just wanted to see how bad your eyes are.”
“And?” I strode across the kitchen, wrapping my arms around her, reveling in the feel of her soft body against mine.
“Let’s just say, if you cuddle up with Theo at night thinking he’s me, I won’t be surprised.”
I laughed, taken off guard by her sassy response. Any glimpse of playfulness from her felt like a gift.
She took off my glasses and placed them gently on my face before returning my embrace, sighing as she pressed her face into my chest. It killed me not knowing what I smelled like to her, but I also secretly loved our game. It made me feel like we had something just between us. I’d spent most of my life overshadowed, unsure of what I had to offer, but Josie made me feel seen.
“You looked adorable in those, precious,” I murmured, leaning down to kiss her. She wiggled happily in my embrace. “Just so you know,” I continued, “I’m down for sexy librarian role-play anytime the mood strikes.”
She shivered in my arms and I was momentarily anxious I’d made her uncomfortable, but then I caught the scent of her arousal—deep and sugary and so completely Josie. My dick was rock hard and I wanted to strip her, to slip my fingers into her wet heat again. We hadn’t done anything sexual since the vibrator,aka the hottest fucking experience of my life,and I wanted more. I was hesitant to push anything physical, though. I knew Cam and Theo felt the same, unsure of what she needed and what the right timing was.
Josie’s stomach growled. I pulled back from her with a chuckle, but she averted her gaze, her cheeks growing pink. My jaw clenched, and I had to force myself to take a breath. I had wanted to rip up the meal plan the Designation Center sent over, but Theo had convinced me we might need it when the DC came to check in on us. I couldn’t believe any alphas would agree to deprive their omegas of food. Just the thought of doing that to Josie made me nauseous.
“I’m starving,” I said, lifting her chin. “I was going to make cinnamon rolls if that sounds good to you, gorgeous.”
I held my breath as she paused and chewed on her bottom lip. But then she smiled. “Can I help?”
“Wouldn’t have it any other way.”
I leaned down to kiss her, planning on a gentle press of lips, but the moment I tasted her, I groaned and deepened the kiss. Josie brought her arms around my neck, tugging me closer and sucking on my lower lip. Just when I had decided to abandon my breakfast plan and feast on her instead, Josie’s stomach made another sound. I broke away, chastising myself for losing focus. My mate needed to eat.
Josie whimpered at the loss of contact, her pupils blown and her skin deliciously flushed. She was a living, breathing dream come true.
“Stop distracting me,” I said, squeezing her ass for good measure before reluctantly letting her go and pulling out the baking supplies from the pantry.
“I’m distractingyou?” she said with indignation.
“Constantly,” I replied with a wink.
