I choked on my bite of sandwich, and Easton burst out laughing.
“Fuck, Olive. I wasn’t expecting that,” I said, letting out a strangled gasp.
She grinned, twisting so she could pat me on the back. “I mean, neither was I,” she said dryly.
Easton moved closer and kissed Olive on the cheek. “I’m still not completely convinced that wasn’t one of my dreams. Did you like it?”
“Yes,” she responded primly.
I jiggled her on my lap, and she laughed. Fuck, I loved it when she was all prim and proper, especially after what we’d just done.
“What are the odds of a repeat performance?” Easton asked.
My heart pounded, waiting for her answer. “Quite good,” she said, a mischievous little smile on her face.
Easton relaxed against the wall, nuzzling the side of her face. “Glad Lars’s monster cock didn’t scare you off.”
I reached out to smack him on the head, but he dodged me.
“Mmm, not at all.” Olive froze before twisting to face me. “Wait, are you still naked?”
I grunted. “I had a very tired omega who wouldn’t let me put her down.”
She let out a little squeak and moved to get off my lap. I tightened my hold on her. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“I want to see,” she said, shocking me even further.
“What?” I spluttered.
“I didn’t get to see before,” she whined, her omega coming to the fore. “You were behind me.” Her eyes were fixed on my blanket-covered crotch like she was hoping to develop x-ray vision.
“Yeah, Lars.” Easton leaned back against the wall with a shit-eating grin. “Give us a little show.”
I flipped him off, but then I met Olive’s eager gaze, and my alpha urged me to show off for her.
“You’re trouble,” I said, gripping her by the waist and lifting her off my lap.
I stood. My cock was rock-hard again, and I was hit with a sudden wave of nervousness. Would Olive like what she saw? I flexed my arms.
“Woah.”
I looked down to see my omega staring at my cock, lips parted. I groaned at the image of her taking my cock into her sweet little mouth, those pink lips stretched around me.
“That’s… wow. That was inside me?” Her sweet perfume filled the room, and my chest rumbled.
Easton scoffed. “I mean, he’sokayif you like monster cocks. But size isn’t everything.” He hopped up and started stripping.
I groaned, scrubbing my hand down my face. How the fuck did we get in this situation?
Easton stood beside me and fisted his cock. “Pretty impressive, right?”
Olive’s eyes flitted between our two cocks, her breathing rapid. A little whine slipped through her lips, and she crawled closer on her hands and knees.
Easton swore and tilted his head to stare at the ceiling. I knew how he was feeling. My jaw was clenched so hard I was convinced my teeth would crack from trying not to come, especially when Olive’s sweater shifted, revealing her sweet little ass.
“Can I?” Her sweet voice cut through my haze of arousal.
“You want to take us in your mouth, baby?” Easton asked.
