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CHAPTER 22
KILLIAN
I workmy cock in my hand, still hard from hearing her scream.
Dylan is with her, but I’m not jealous.
I’mgladhe’s taking care of her.
I thought I would be envious at first. But the idea of sharing her and creating a bond with my best friend and Olive awakens a primal part of me.
And I like it.
The places I lack, Dylan provides. Where Dylan falls short, I prevail.
God, and her fucking screams. Her scent permeates the bottom floor, the sweetness of her cunt mixed with her natural scent, and I’m coming in moments, my knot popping as I spurt on my stomach.
Fuck.
And if I can smell her, that means Brock can smell her too.
And he’s probablyfuming,knowing that his brother and I both got a taste of her.
Ha-ha. Fucker.
But, as awful as I may be to him, it’s obvious he likes Olive, just as much as we do.
And she likes him.
Which is why I throw on a clean pair of pants and a shirt to knock on the door to his office, which, for some reason, he’s kept ajar.
Probably for Olive.
“Come in,” he barks. When he turns to see me, his face sours.
“What?”
I want to punch him in the face and break his nose again.
But I’m here for Olive, not him.
“If you want her to like you, try not throwing a hissy fit at the dinner table,” I say, quirking an eyebrow.
His gaze narrows. “I don’t need her to like me.”
“Bullshit. You and I can smell exactly what’s going on with her and Dylan, and you look fucking constipated with jealousy,” I snap.
He growls. “If you came in here just to lecture me—”
“Alright, no, I didn’t,” I sigh, sitting on the couch. “Look, I think it’s best we form a pack.”
He keeps his face neutral.
“Apack.” He says slowly.
“Yes, apack,” I snap, irritated.“Where we all can offer the best of us and protect her. Well, whatever you have to offer her. I’m sure you have one good quality or two.”
God, he’s much too easy to goad.
