Maisie puts her glass of wine down, running her hands through Fergus’ hair while she speaks.
“I’ve well…I’ve been repressed in more ways than one. It would be nice to just let loose for a while, let myself be an Omega for once and, well, I like the two of you. I’m attracted to the both of you. You've been incredibly kind to me. I’d understand if you didn’t want to get involved knowing that there’s no future, but?—”
“Come here, Maisie,” Greer says.
She stands automatically, like he Alpha barked the command, and comes to stand between his legs. His hands come to the back of her thighs in such a casual and comforting way as he speaks to her.
“You’ll tell us if it goes too far, if you’re no longer comfortable, we stop.”
“The same goes for you,” she replies and Greer nods.
He glances at me and back at Maisie.
“I think Lain is quite jealous. He hasn’t gotten a kiss yet.”
“I’m definitely feeling left out,” I reply and Maisie smirks, stepping out between Greer’s legs to come between mine. I grab her waist, sitting her down on my left leg as she looks at me. I can’t help but to look at her lips in anticipation of finally getting to taste her.
“We can’t have that can we?”
“Not even a little bit.” Without another word, I grip her chin and bring her mouth to mine. She kisses like a dream, just as I imagined she would.
Her hand wraps around the back of my neck as we kiss. Her tongue slips between my lips making me groan in pleasure. Without even thinking about it, I’m pulling her closer, like any amount of distance between us is unfathomable.
She feels perfect here and I have to push away all the nonsense of her leaving and never coming back. I just have to accept that this is what I get, and I’ll take whatever crumbs she gives me.
I want to kiss away her worries and put a smile on her face. I can set my heart to the side for that.
Maisie sighs into my mouth, almost a keening noise, begging for more.
“You need more, pet?”
“Yeah…um…yes, more,” she says and I glance over to Greer.
He’s always been big into watching and bossing everyone around.
“Take her trousers off, Lain,” he says.
Fergus watches, and Greer whistles, taking him into the kitchen.
Maise swallows thickly, but stands back up between my legs as I grab the top button. I give her a quick glance and she gives me a reassuring nod as I slowly drag the material down her legs. Her skin is buttery smooth as my knuckles glide down her legs.
She shivers as she holds on to my shoulders.
“Alright?” I ask her, and she runs her fingers through my hair in reassurance.
“Top next,” Greer says casually, sitting back in his chair, watching us as he sips on his drink.
Maisie’s skin feels flushed, as I do just that. She stands before me in a mis-matched bra and panty set and I’m not sure anyone has looked more beautiful.
12
maisie
There’sa sense of insecurity as I stand before these two men in nothing but my underwear. The bra is near ancient, a skin-toned color that isn’t sexy at all, and my panties are simple pink cotton, built for comfort not to seduce.
I didn’t plan on tonight leading here. I thought we’d go to dinner and then I’d come back to my room and sleep alone for the rest of the night.
But when Lain put that offer on the table, I just couldn’t walk away from it. Everything Greer said earlier sounded so lovely and it’s something I’ve denied myself for too long. We all agreed that this will be a friends with benefits situation, and I can handle that.
