Don’t get horny about it. Don’t get horny about it. Don’t get horny about it.
But he really couldn’t help it. Spencer’s dick was already chubbing up, and his joggers weren’t going to do much to hide it. Whoever the omega was they had in there, they smelledamazing. Especially combined with Ryder’s woodsy scent. Like someone was roasting a toasty little marshmallow over a campfire in the woods.
Not that Spencer had ever gotten to go camping as a kid, but he was pretty sure it would have smelled like that if he had.
“Ryder, he smells really good.”
Spencer had never heard Ash sound so quiet. Hesitant. Almost pleading.
Ryder tensed, but his face was turned toward Ash, and Spencer couldn’t see his expression.
“Yeah?” Ryder asked.
And if Spencer had never heard Ash sound so quiet, he’ddefinitelynever heard Ryder sound so … soft. Maybe Ryder wasright—Spencer shouldn’t be here. He shouldn’t be witnessing this, whateverthiswas. It was too intimate for his eyes and ears.
But he couldn’t turn to leave because Ryder’s hand was suddenly fisting in Spencer’s shirt, tugging him inside the apartment before Spencer could stop him.
Then Spencer was inside. And—holy double fucking shit.
Naked Ash. Ash was naked. Nude. Naked dick. Naked balls. Naked legs. Naked … dick.
Noah’s little brother.
“Ahhh!” Belatedly, Spencer shoved a hand in front of his eyes. He heard the apartment door close and lock behind him, and he turned blindly, trying to reach for it. “Um, gotta open that back up, my dude. You’re right. I can’t be here.”
Ryder’s voice was wry. “Apparently, you can.”
And then he was tugging Spencer’s eye protection down. Luckily Spencer was facing away from naked Ash this time.
Instead, he was faced with Ryder, who was studying him with a weird sort of glower. Spencer didn’t know why—he hadn’taskedto come in. Well, he kind of had, but that had been before he knew about the shenanigans afoot.
“Listen, we don’t have time for hysterics,” Ryder told him. “Ash is in heat. We could use your … expertise.”
“What?” Spencer asked. He was still getting over the surprise nudity, and now Ryder was speaking total nonsense at him. “Wha—? Who?Ash?”
“Ash. Is. Presenting. Will you help us or not?”
Spencer stared. Was Ryder really saying that rich, delicious omega scent wasAsh? The Ash who was currently naked? “Um. What?”
Ryder sighed. He looked over Spencer’s shoulder, presumably at Ash. Ash, who was naked. “Are you sure about this?”
“Yeah,” Ash answered. Naked Ash, that was. “I—I’m sure.”
Ryder’s hands landed on Spencer’s shoulders. He had nice hands. Big. Strong. It suddenly registered in Spencer’s brain that Ryder was only wearing boxers, his broad chest all bare and his slutty thigh tattoos on full display.
And Ash was naked.
No. Stay focused.
Luckily for Spencer’s melted brain, Ryder spoke slowly. “Spencer. We need to get Ash through this heat, and we could really use your help.” His face took on a pained expression as he added, “Bro to bro.”
Right. Bro to bro. This was serious. Spencer gathered his panicked thoughts. Ash was Noah’s little brother. He was off-limits according to all bro codes. But he was also apparently an omega—Spencer would process that later—and he was having his first heat, and he and Ryder were clearly kind of freaking out. They needed help. They needed Spencer’s help. Maybe the help of Spencer’s very interested dick.
Ryder nodded, as if he was reading Spencer’s thoughts. “Have you helped someone through a heat before?”
“Once,” Spencer told him, grateful for a question he could actually answer. “Casual thing, but she wanted a hand?—”
“No fuckingdetails,” Ash growled. He sounded a little more like himself now, all pissy and whatnot.
