“You have fun with that,” Alex says dryly, as he props his feet on the coffee table.
Dakota marches toward the front door, muttering about cardio under his breath. I sit a little taller, watching himwalk around the couch, toward the front door.He has such a firm ass.They all do.
“I want to get in a solid ten miles,” Dakota’s voice trails off as the door clicks shut behind him.
I stare at the door a little too long, and when I glance back, Alex is watching me.
Busted.
Heat creeps up my neck, but Alex’s grin just spreads, lazy and smug. “See something you like, princess?”
I burrow deeper into my pile of blankets, trying to look offended, but my lips tug up anyway. “I was looking at the door.”
“Mm-hm,” he hums, leaning closer, with one arm draping along the back of the couch. His scent curls around me, warm and teasing. “Pretty sure you were about two seconds from drooling.”
“I was not.” My thighs clench tighter, betraying me.
Alex’s chuckle is low and knowing, and then his fingers find a loose corner of my blanket cocoon. He tugs it down just enough to see my face, his eyes sparkling like he’s caught me red-handed. “You’re cute when you lie, omega.”
I swat at him, but he catches my wrist easily, brushing his thumb over my pulse. The touch is light, but it makes my breath hitch all the same.
Before I can think of something clever to say, Alex leans in, slow and deliberate, giving me every chance to pull away. My breath snags, but I don’t move—I don’t want to.
“You’re such a naughty girl,” he murmurs, his thumb still stroking my wrist. “Maybe I should spank you for lying.” His eyes flash, and a shiver runs down my spine, then his mouth is on mine—soft at first, testing.
I inhale deeply, filling my lungs with hisintoxicating aroma—juicy citrus. Oranges, lemons, limes, with the faint hint of thyme.Delicious. I tilt closer, greedy for more.
The red-haired alpha’s kiss is almost playful in the way his tongue twists with mine, but underneath is a simmering heat I’ve been dying for him to unleash.
I want him to rut me so badly.
Every night Alex watches Knox, Tadeo, and Dakota fuck me until my body can’t take anymore—and every night the red-haired alpha doesn’t take his turn. Yes. He touches me, devours me with his tongue, pushes his fingers inside me so deep I sob out his name—but I want more.I want him.
Alex’s hand slips under my shirt and closes over my breast. I gasp, arching into his palm, as he grazes my nipple.
“I love these little tits,” he hums against my tongue. “So sweet and perfect.”
My body tingles, and slick soaks into my oversized shorts.
“Alpha,” I moan then gasp when Alex pinches my nipple.
I’m so lost in the feel of his mouth and hands, I don’t hear the front door open. It’s not until the sound of heavy boots thud across the entryway that panic grips me.
Alex jerks back right as Knox’s deep voice calls out, “I’m home!” about two seconds before he sees us.
I mean, it’s not like we can hide what we were doing. The couch is only a few feet from the front door.
“How was work?” Alex pulls his hand out from under my shirt, sinking back into the couch like he wasn’t just kissing the life out of me.
Knox smirks as he tosses his keys onto a nearby table. “I didn’t mean to interrupt.” His dark eyes lock on my face.
I tug the blankets up to my chin, trying not to look as flustered as I feel.
Knox steps up to the back of the couch, green eyes glinting with amusement as he takes in the scene. “Did you two have fun today?” he asks, teasing.
“You did say to keep her busy.” Alex mimics the pack alpha’s playful tone.
Knox’s hand comes over the back of the couch, fingers locking on the back of Alex’s neck. He pulls the red-haired alpha to him, then leans in. “I guess I did.” He steals Alex’s mouth for a second, then turns and presses the same brief kiss to mine. The way his soft beard tickles my cheeks makes my breath catch a little.
