Page 144 of Knot Their Starlet

But I don’t think I expected my body’s reaction to the sight before me.

Andi’s legs are wrapped around Eli’s waist, her toes pointed as she lets out a breathy moan into his mouth.

“Wow,” Leo whispers back.

What else is there to say?

“You think it’s weird that we’re watching?”

“Eli knows we’re here. There’s no way he didn’t hear the elevator door ding open with his alpha senses.” Leo’s lips tug up into a grin. “The guy wants us to watch.”

“So he’s staking his claim?”

“I mean, he did watch the two of us with her on the dance floor last night. If I were him, I’d want to stake a little claim too.”

I feel myself growing hard in my sweatpants the longer I watch.

And boy, do the two of us watch for a long time.

Or maybe time is just slowing down because of how good they look together.

Andi runs her manicured nails, through Eli’s hair, tugging the strands in a passionate, almost punishing way, pulling him even closer to her. He matches her energy by hooking her leg above his hip, spreading her open to him and making her t-shirt ride up.

I catch ‌sight of black lace before it’s gone and have to bite my fist.

“I feel like I’m in the cuck chair right now,” I groan. “All I want to do is join in.”

“I want to say we should give him his moment, but I’m inclined to agree,” Leo bites out, setting down the bag of food on a cabinet.

We barely make it a step towards them when the elevator doors ding behind us.

“Damn, that’s certainly something,” Everett comments, stepping between Leo and I.

Eli’s shoulders stiffen, and he reluctantly breaks the kiss.

Andi lets out a little whine, rolling her hips into him.

“Wait,” Eli grunts, gripping her hips and stilling her movements.

She peeks around Eli’s shoulders and lets out a squeak of mortification.

“Oh my God, how long have you guys been there?” She hides back behind Eli.

“I don’t know how long these boys were watching, but unfortunately enough, I just arrived,” Everett comments, his piercing blue gaze locked onto her with an intensity I find hot, and it’s not even directed at me.

“And you guys?” Andi’s cheeks are flaming red when she builds the courage to peek around Eli’s broad frame again.

“About five minutes or so,” Leo says, clearing his throat and picking up the bag of breakfast sandwiches.

“Five minutes?” She turns her gaze up to Eli. “Did you know they were here?”

He just shrugs, flashing the two of us a devilish smirk.

“Oh, he totally did,” I tease, making my way towards the two of them.

The smell of bacon from our earlier cooking debacle is smothered by the mix of Eli’s blood orange scent and Andi’s chamomile perfume. It creates this perfect blend of soothing, fruity tea that I want to bottle up and hoard for myself forever.

“You fucking dick!” Andi hisses, unable to hide her grin as she slaps Eli in the chest.