“I’ve never…” he murmurs against my skin, slowly lifting to look at me. “You’ve ruined me for all other women.”
I burst out laughing.
No longer filled with a feverish heat from the spike, the fog clears from my brain.
I raise a hand to pat his warm cheek. “That’s the orgasm speaking, alpha.”
He groans, suddenly shifting us so we’re both upright, now sat straddling his lap as Luc slumps down into the seat on my right, leaning his head against my shoulder.
He leans over to nuzzle his nose against my throat. “When you barked at me…” His hair tickles my jaw as he shakes his head. “I almost didn’t make it over here in time.”
I’m laughing again as Val’s chin rests over my other shoulder. “When you barked at me to wait… fuck,” he mumbles, kissing my throat. “You’re something else, Revea.”
My stomach swoops from their words, their touches, their lips on both sides of my throat.
“You were both pretty good too, I guess,” I say, knowing it’s the understatement of my lifetime.
They catch on, Luc scoffing out a laugh and Val nipping at my lobe. “Careful, omega,” he growls playfully. “We went easy on you.” Then he turns me by my jaw to look at him. “This time.”
“You okay, Revea?”
I flinch at Kaiden’s sudden voice, my brain catching up with my previous decision to let two alphas watch while their packmates rail me in my office.
“Yep, erm… thank you, both of you, for… watching.” I don’t think I can sound any more awkward.
His soft rumble of laughter helps ease the tension, causing a shiver I can’t hide from the men still brushing their mouths over my skin.
“Good. I’ll end the call here, but I’ll call you back later, Revea.” Kaiden poses it like a suggestion, but I somehow know I haven’t got a choice. “Val, Luc, I’ll see you at home.”
After Kaiden ends the call, we remain like this. The brothers’ touching and kissing while I inhale their heavenly scents.
I was too lost in my spike to appreciate them before, but now we’re so much closer, our mixed arousal potent.
Valentin’s scent is that smell of freshly chopped wood after rainfall, with a hint of warm ginger. But much, much deeper. Settling in my chest with an earthy weight. Grounding.
Whereas Luc’s scent is sweet and bright. A mouth-watering bergamot mixed with warm, soothing amber. Smooth to inhale, comforting.
And this close, their scents wrap around the dark cherry and vanilla of mine, enhancing it. Complementing it.
Just like Sylvan’s.
“You both smell incredible.” The words fall out on a sigh as I inhale again.
“Christ,” Luc mutters softly. “We didn’t even tell you how good you smell.”
Valentin exhales slowly. “We were… distracted.”
I laugh quietly. “It’s okay. Sylvan calling itperfectis pretty hard to beat.”
Luc huffs. “Clearly Sylvan didn’t taste you, because perfect doesn’t come close.”
My heart pounds.
“You do smell perfect,” Val says next, brushing strands of hair behind my ear. “But you smell even better on us.”
Oh, Jesus.
“That was… pretty good too.” I clear my throat. “And as much as I’d love to stay here and keep smelling you both, I do have a flight in the morning.”
