“I’m just so happy you brought Ember here so I could meet him,” Dusty grinned, shooting Ember a wink. “I’m sure he will keep you busy now, but I do hope to still see the both of you monthly, if not weekly.”
“I wouldn’t mind coming here once a week,” Ember smiled, looking around at all the décor and small details with excitement.
Dusty placed the glasses and wine, then rubbed his hands together like he was plotting something. “You won’t regret it! I’ll be back with the meal of the day, if you don’t mind salmon?” This question was directed at Ember who shook his head with a small smile.
“Never tried it,” my mate replied.
“We’re going to change that then!” Dusty declared, running off again.
Ember and I sat, facing each other, both with a clear view of the bar where Dusty was scribbling down our order for Coco, his best chef.
“I like him,” Ember grinned.
“Good,” I returned his grin. “Dusty is amazing, and if anything should happen, you can always go to him.”
“That’s nice to know, though I hope you aren’t planning on leaving me alone.”
“After everything that’s happened recently, I have a hard time even not touching you,” I sighed, grabbing his hand so they lay intertwined on the table.
Contentment filled our bond, both of us reveling in the smallest touches. It felt nice, wholesome in a way, that we could be so happy just sitting here together holding hands.
“Have I told you how handsome you look tonight?” My omega purred, rubbing his foot along my leg under the table.
“No, but I do love to hear it,” I purred back, rubbing his wrist with my other hand. “You look good enough to eat, and I plan to after this.”
“Oh, do you?” he grinned, arousal flooding our bond.
I nodded, biting my bottom lip.
“How do you plan to eat me?” Ember asked, batting his lashes.
“With my fangs,” I grinned, showing off my white teeth in a huge grin.
My omega giggled, making my heart soar. “Then I guess you’ll have to catch me first, alpha.” He shot me a wink and fuck it was hot.
I groaned. “How am I supposed to control myself when you tease me so?”
“Hmm,” he tapped his chin with his pointer finger, like he was truly thinking it through. “I guess knowing how wet I’ll be by the time we get home will help. You’ll be able to just tear my pants off and sink into me, claiming me against our bedroom wall.”
I gulped, then took a big sip of wine, feeling my heart flutter with a mix of love and hunger for my omega. He kept showing me more and more of himself, trusting me enough to be himself around me, and I was now hard as a rock because of it.
“River?” Coco’s voice broke me out of my horny haze, making me stare at her with wide eyes as I remembered exactly where I was. “Can you please get Dusty out of my kitchen?” she sighed, looking like she needed a break.
“Of course!” I said, giving Ember a smile. “I’ll be right back.”
I walked in and found Dusty in the middle of something… “Are you making a cake?” I asked, tilting my head.
Coco scoffed beside me. “No, he’s messing up my kitchen!”
Dusty just smiled at us. “Look! I figured out how to add color to the icing!”
“It looks like blood!” Coco scolded, and I had to agree. How did he get the red color to be so rich?
“Maybe you should leave the cooking to Coco, Dusty. Don’t you think?”
My friend sighed. “I just wanted to make something special for you and Ember.”
“I know, but the wine was more than enough,” I smiled, eager to get back to Ember.
