"Alright, little minx." Jarek chuckles, knowingexactlywhere my dirty mind went. Sometimes there's nothing more soothing than resting my head on one of their thighs and sucking them off in the cozy darkness beneath their desks.
"Kade's in a meeting with a new client so you stay away from his desk, okay?"
"'Course," I agree easily. The excitement and upcoming sexual tension loosens the anxiety constantly wrapped around my voice box.
With a hand on my lower back, Jarek guides me to the office. We really should get some better airflow in there, but if they don't mind then I sure as hell don't.
The office and pantry beside it are fairly blocked off by the kitchen from the rest of the house. Pantry because all the extra food smells I don't want wafting through our natural scents. The office was their choice because they didn't want to feel like their workspace was a part of our pack home more than it needed to be. They actually suggested putting it in the basement but that scared me. No way do I want them working a full floor away from where I usually spend my days. Plus, the basement is a guest space.
"You're happy," Jarek murmurs, still watching me.
Smiling up at him, I battle the weird jolts of heightened emotions. "I am, Jay." Just me verbalizing my feelings is a telltale sign that Iamhappy. "I love you," I add while my throat is clear and my body is loose with joy.
Jarek beams. The strength of his smile knocks a strand of hair loose around his ears making me giggle. His eyes sparkle and before I can tell him to stop being all sweet, he slams his mouth down on mine.
"Fuck," he grunts, immediately pulling back. "Laugh again, please. I didn't mean to cut it off."
Another soft laugh spills from my lips at his silliness. A ball of guilt forms in my belly when I realize I haven't laughed much in a few weeks. I have no clue why I've been having a dark time, but I am.
Moments like this, when my alpha picks me up and spins me around making me snort out a much louder laugh, chase the demons away. Jarek helped make my day much brighter; now I'll do the same for him.
"I love you, Butterfly," he whispers in my ear, setting me down. "So much."
If there's one thing I don't question about life or the world, it's my pack’s love for me. Even in the darkest days.
Seven
Jarek
"Remember the first time we laid eyes on Vivie?" I murmur between sips of my beer. "Eight years ago, Kade."
Kade looks over his shoulder to see what has me so enthralled. By his soft intake of breath, I know he's imagining the exact moment we found our scent match too.
Much like she was then, Vivie's blushing at Silas and hitting his arm while she laughs. The setting sun creates a fiery halo around her loose auburn hair, and she's snuggled in a blanket.
"Yeah. I can see why you haven't been helping with dinner now."
Rolling my eyes, I pry my attention away from my two lovebirds on the other side of our large patio to check on my half of the grill. "They look fine," I note, mouth watering for the perfectly grilled burgers.
Kade rumbles and points his spatula at me. "That's because I flipped them two minutes ago, asshole."
"Oh..." A laugh tumbles from my lips and I immediately feel my beta and omega's eyes on me. Standing up tall, I beg Kade, "Quick, kiss me. And make it sexy."
Exasperation flits across his face as the grill sizzles beneath him. Just when I think he's going to tell me to fuck off, he grabsthe front of my shirt. With a spatula in one hand and a scary grin on his lips, Kade shoves me against the wooden pillar of our pergola.
I don't have time to take a surprised inhale before his mouth is on mine. He kisses like he fucks—a battle for dominance. Not because he needs to prove he's my pack alpha, but because it transfers some of our instinctual feral rut energy into something acceptable and healthy.
No matter how old we get, I'll still give my alpha the fight he wants while knowing he firmly has me by the throat. It settles our inner angst to push each other. I also believe it soothes us to reestablish pack hierarchy regularly.
Unfortunately, the scent of Vivian's perfume is pulled away by a breeze, but when Kade's hard cock rubs against mine, I melt. Tilting my head and relaxing my jaw, I allow him to stake his claim not only on his title as pack lead but as my lover. My alpha.
Kade nips my lower lip ever so slightly before he pulls away. He doesn't leave my little bubble until he has sufficiently scent marked my left cheek and neck. I ache to return the favor, but offering him the privilege to dominate me this way means more than scent marking him would.
A sexy whistle snaps him out of it, and I growl at Silas for breaking the moment. The asshole waves and makes a motion with his hands and mouth to mimic eating.
Also growling at the cockblock, Kade rumbles under his breath, "I still can't believe we let that fucker find our omega first."
Snorting, I push him away from me so he can finish dinner. I want to continue ogling my beta and omega anyway. We've learned to appreciate the good days.
