Marcus’s cheeks flushed.“Oh, shut up.”
I stroked his cheek.“Right now, Marcus?You want that to happen right now?”
He rolled his eyes, finished his juice, then put the empty glass down.“That’s what I just said, isn’t it?”
I nodded.“Had to make sure.”
38
My life was a hot and cold roller coaster of the mind and body, but right now, all the dials agreed that it was steamy.Blob even had the decency to calm down.
My three alphas looked at me with big eyes, almost as if they’d never been told to get undressed and get the sexy times started right the fuck now.As far as I knew, they hadn’t.Not that I cared.
I waved a hand.“Get naked, people.”
You could say what you wanted about being an omega, but the ability to tell a bunch of alpha werewolves what to do and have them follow your orders to the letter was pretty nice, all things considered.
Everyone got moving while all I had to do was lean back and enjoy.Yes, I’d have to undress too, but that was a bridge I’d cross then.The idea of getting bitten to the point of there being blood was also still unsettling, but I’d very much take it if it could curb my relentless need to hoard everyone’s socks.
Honestly, I had no right at all to ever live that one down, no matter how nice and understanding everyone was being about it.It was socks.They’d been worn.I loved them as if they were the shiniest of gemstones.
Dom and Ell embraced the assignment and started making out once their shirts were off.They opened each other’s pants, and I approved.I very much approved.
“Want me to help you, Marcus?”Linc still had his pants on, but they were undone.He was getting hard too, such a welcome sight.
I considered my options.I was horny on and off, just like I’d told them, but what I hadn’t mentioned was that I was feeling increasingly self-conscious about, well, everything.Things were a-changing, and it wasn’t easy for my self-image to keep pace.That was how Greg, my therapist, had framed it.Greg was lucky we were doing therapy remotely, or he’d have gotten a sock to the face more than once by now.
Honestly though, Greg had such a way with words and understatements.I had no idea where I would be without his arid sense of humor and razor-sharp sarcasm.He enjoyed emphasizing the importance of communication.He was a real nuisance about it.
“Yes, but don’t make me feel self-conscious, okay?I wear Ell’s baggy old things for a reason.”There.Greg would be proud.
Ell looked up from kissing Dom’s lips raw.“Hey, that sweater isn’t that old.”
I shrugged and brushed a hand over the navy blue material.“Whatever you say.”It was a really soft sweater, and it was one of my favorite pieces of stolen clothing.
Linc helped me up to my knees, making it so I could lean my back against him.His arms came around me, coming to rest over my belly.
“You’re very beautiful, Marcus.I can’t imagine what it feels like to have things change in that way, but to me, it doesn’t matter.I adore looking at you and touching you.I’ll take Ell’s old sweater off, okay?Tell me if you want me to stop or slow down.”
I nodded.Ell and Dom, while they didn’t stop making out, cast glances our way.
“Look at those two hot guys over there,” Dom said, his lips twisting in teasing promise.
Ell wound Dom’s hair around his fingers.“Can’t look past them.”
Linc pulled my stolen sweater up over my head, going slowly.I knew what I looked like.Round and swollen.I was getting hard too, but even if someone pulled down my sweatpants, I wouldn’t be able to see.The rate at which the baby had grown was honestly shocking.
Linc’s fingers played over my exposed belly while he pressed kisses all over my neck and shoulders.
He stopped kissing me, his warm breath washing over my neck.“If you want, I can give you my bite now.We all can, and then we’ll make you feel good.Yes?”
I didn’t allow myself to think.“Yes.”
One of his hands moved up to my sternum, to my nipples, which had become insanely sensitive.I moaned and squirmed as he played with them, my arousal spiking much faster than I’d anticipated.
He kissed me, once, twice, and one more time.When his mouth clamped down over the skin at the back of my neck, my knees were trembling, and I could feel myself growing desperate for more stimulation.Then Linc rolled my swollen nipple between his fingers and bit down.
I felt it.It was no worse than I’d imagined acupuncture would feel, and even while I was moaning, the pinch of pain turned into a kind of desire I’d never felt before.My muscles squeezed tight, and I felt myself grow slick between my butt cheeks, yet another change that I hadn’t been prepared for at all when it first happened.
