“Same.” Buckle sets me on top of the table before joining Perry on the floor and their arms tangle together. They both sigh. “You’ve never done anything like this?”
“If it’s affectionate, parents of Hawk Ridge don’t do it for their Beta children.” I slide to the floor but hesitate. “I have no idea what I’m doing.”
Perry tugs my arm and I flop on top of them. I flail until I drop between them and I’m squished within two pairs of arms. They both scent me and I lay there, getting zapped by Fate twice over.
“Take a deep breath, Abel,” Perry says.
I do, again and again, following his voice as he leads us through something meditative. There’s the slight hint of their combined pheromones, but nothing like when I apparently passed out. It’s... Nice. Warm. Soft. Cozy.
I don’t know how long we lay here. My eyes shut and I follow their synced breaths. It’s so peaceful.
Not much else happens duringlunch. Despite sharing the room with Buckle and Perry, I’m much calmer than I’d been earlier. When I don’t let my anxiety take over, life doesn’t feel like steel wool scrubbing my brain.
Buckle sighs and nuzzles into my neck, tickling me.
“I’m not ready to go back to work.”
I steal another grape from the table. “It won’t be for long. Perry has plans for us tonight.”
“That I do.” There’s a playful glint in Perry’s eyes. “And there’s a dress code.” He holds up a hand when I open my mouth. “I’ll provide it to you. I just need sizes.”
Buckle quirks a brow and looks down at himself, then back at Perry. “You have something that’ll fit me?”
“Absolutely. My sizes are pretty inclusive and I def have something that’ll go around those thighs.” Perry licks his lips, and I force myself to keep from hiding. My mates are flirty. I have to get used to that.
Buckle pushes to his feet, taking me with him. His arms are warm and cozy and I’m not ready to leave the safety of that.
He kisses the top of my head as I drop to my feet. He turns to Perry.
“May I please have a kiss?”
Perry’s pupils blow wide and he nods.
I scoot out of the way when they slot against each other. Buckle’s eyes drop to Perry’s lips and the world narrows down to the two of them. I swallow, taking in the scene. Perry threads his fingers through Buckle’s hair and yanks him down. Perry isn’t short like a lot of Omegas, but Buckle towers over us both.
My mouth goes dry and I lick my lips when theirs connect. I can’t tell if they’re putting on a show for me or if that’s what kissing is like. Perry presses closer and shifts his hips, making Buckle moan.
I grip the edge of the table. Buckle’s hair is a mess when they finally part.
“Worth the wait,” Buckle says.
Perry presses his finger to his lips and nods.
I don’t even know if they remember I’m here. I want to experience that too, but not yet.
“Oh, sweetness, you look adorably lost.”
“I do?” I press my fingers to my lips as if they’d kissed me, too.
Perry looks to Buckle, then to me. “We’ll be happy to teach you how to kiss. When you’re ready.”
I nod. “Thank you.” I bob my head again. “Do...don’t wait for me, okay? You two have needs and I’m... I’m not ready.”
“Wanna watch?” Buckle asks.
Perry hums his approval. “That would be hot.”
“Let me think about it? I know Alphas and Omegas usually fuck immediately after meeting their Fated, so don’t wait if you don’t want to.” My dick thickens and my hands fly to my groin to cover the problem. A whimper escapes my lips and I squeeze my eyes shut.
