Buckle grins and tugs me closer. “Wecould show him?”
“Yes, please.” Abel bats his lashes when I look at him.
“I’m agreeable to it,” I say, as I twirl a finger in Buckle’s chest hair. “But only if I get to sit in your lap.”
“You know I’m not going to say no to that,” Buckle says, and he grabs me by the hips to help me fall into his lap.
“Alpha,” I say and Buckle shivers. “This issodirty the way you spread my legs wide.”
“You’re killing me Perry.”
“I know,” I whisper against his lips before turning to Abel. Our dear Beta has inched closer on his hands and knees, probably to get a better view. I adjust my position, so I’m kneeling instead of sitting in Buckle’s lap and I’m just a bit higher than him. My attention is all on Abel, though.
He’s watching our faces. Eyes flitting from my lips to Buckle’s. “Okay.” He nods at us.
Buckle turns me back to him, and I get lost in his pretty brown eyes. His full lips. The scruff of a beard that’s coming in. My heart pounds. I know we’ve kissed before and it was wonderful, but now I want to show Abel what passion is. What kissing your Fated is.
“The thing about kissing,” I say. “Is that you have to explore to see what you like. Especially with a new partner. Mind everyone’s noses.” I boop Buckle’s. “Make sure to tilt your head. Don’t mash your teeth together, at least not too hard. You can rub your hands over your partner. Mostly you do what feels good.”
“And they couldn’t have said that in the porno?” Abel plops back and throws up his hands.
I smile as I press my lips to Buckle’s. His cock is hard between us and it takes everything in me not to grind. Not yet anyway. I cup his face with both of my hands. He grips my thigh and cups my ass cheek. I feel like every nerve is on fire. He lights me up everywhere we touch. The room disappears, and it’s just the two of us. Our touches. Our moans. The subtle slide of our dicks in our clothes. I want to be naked and present for my Alpha, but that’s not what tonight is for. We’re educating Abel slowly.
Buckle grazes my bottom lip with his teeth. It’s primal and I want more of it. I brush my tongue over his lips and he opens for me. The kiss deepens, and I need more. My hips have a mind of their own and I let them. The sweet scent of my slick fills the air.
Abel sucks in a breath. “That scent. It’s so good.” His nose is at my neck and I pull away from Buckle, dazed.
“Gods, your slick smellsso fucking good, Perry.” Buckle’s voice is wrecked. I did that to him.Me.
“That’swhat slick smells like?” Abel licks his lips.
“Perry’s slick, yes.” Buckle nuzzles my neck. “It’s the best thing on the planet. I want to taste you so bad.”
We’re kissing again. Passion shoots through my veins. There’s something about Abel watching that makes this ten times hotter. I rock in Buckle’s lap, needing the friction.
“I’m so hard,” Abel whispers.
I pull away from Buckle to find Abel watching with wide eyes, but I don’t find fear in them. I crook a finger. “Come here, sweetness. It’s time you learn how to kiss.”
