Keld shrieked and nearly fell out of his chair.
Zasia burst out laughing. “I had no idea you could even make that sound.”
Keld righted himself furiously. “You scared the shit out of me!”
“It’s not my fault you weren’t paying attention,” Zasia said, still snickering. “Listen, if you add a third, Grayson gets to try something new, and you won’t be neglecting your other playmates.”
“Sure, yeah, okay, I’ll think about it,” Keld said irritably. “Now go work!”
“Fine, fine, don’t get your slit in a twist.”
It wasn’t a bad idea, Keld reflected once she’d gone. He’d never discussed that particular activity with Grayson, but he’d agreed to almost every other suggestion Keld had made. Maybeit would help remind him that Grayson wasn’t his—redraw that boundary Keld found himself blurring.
Keld’s fingers flew across his keyboard on autopilot while he mentally scanned through the various subs he’d spent time with at Siren. There were a few he knew would leap on the offer. Unless… Keld paused. Would Grayson want a second Alpha?
He tried to picture himself working in tandem with another Dom—it wasn’t something he’d ever done.
One of us could fuck his ass, while the other fucked his face…
A dull thrum of excitement resounded in his veins, but a much deeper part of him prickled at the thought. He envisioned a faceless Alpha, his hands on Grayson’s patterned skin, his cock between Grayson’s pink lips…It’ll be hot,he told himself.We’ll both have fun and I can stop pretending we’re anything more than fuck buddies.
His focus for the remainder of the workday was split between monotonous spreadsheets and forming a mental checklist of Alphas he could ask. He absolutely could not have a threesome with Zasia. It would be like sleeping with his sister. He didn’t know Uvas all that well, but the Mer seemed polite enough. There was also Reiz, a rose-pink Alpha who even Keld found attractive…
Maybe I’ll ask Reiz.
When 5 p.m. rolled around and Keld stepped outside, he was greeted by early evening sun. It was weak on his face, but the persistent humidity appeared to be working overtime to compensate. His phone vibrated in his pocket.
Grayson Aiu:How was work?
Keld took a deep breath and tapped out a reply.
Keld Vihinu:Boring. Until I had an idea.
Grayson Aiu:I’m afraid.
Keld Vihunu:If I was to invite a third to our next session, would you prefer an Alpha Dom or an Omega sub?
Grayson Aiu:A THIRD?!
Keld Vihinu:Why not? Doesn’t it sound fun?
The three little dots appeared and disappeared over and over again, as if Grayson was typing and deleting his answer. Keld felt like he couldn’t breathe. He found himself hoping the Omega would refuse.
Grayson Aiu:Alpha Dom.
The two words punched the frozen air from Keld’s lungs. This was a good thing. He needed to create distance if he wanted this thing to continue.
Keld Vihinu:Done. I’m thinking of asking Reiz. You remember me pointing him out? The pink scales?
Grayson Aiu:Yeah. He’s pretty.
Keld Vihinu:Should I ask him?
Grayson Aiu:Sure.
All the mental images Keld had spent the workday repressing came flooding back into his mind—Grayson on his hands and knees, tears in his eyes, crushed between two Alphas as they murmured words of praise and demand…
His cock twitched. Keld hoped that meant his plan was working.
