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“Really fucking close,” Gray growled, and if Rian wasn’t rolling his eyes at that bad pun, then I knew he must be as affected by me. “We’ll be there as soon as I can manage, Lucas. But dinner might have to wait.”
There was another low moan, cut off suddenly by the click of the line going dead. Neither Rian nor I moved for a long second, then Rian turned back to the stove turning the gas flame from low to off.
“Sounds like we might be having Thai, after all,” he said.
My heart was racing, the blood still pounding straight to my cock, but my head was suddenly clear. An omega was coming here. To our house. For her heat.
“Get the blankets, Rian. Set up the room as much as you can–low lights, double check the fridge, you know she’ll want to arrange things how she wants. Then hop in the shower. Scrub off any foreign scents you might have accumulated. I’ll do the same. We want her to be comfortable.”
“Of course, alpha,” he said, without the hint of humor that title usually held.
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
Madison
I wanted more.
I missed Lucas and Rian already–their voices over the phone had had me pushing back onto Gray’s fingers, my neck thrown back with pleasure, with the anticipation of–I couldn’t believe my luck–of having them all. Iwantedthem, wanted their thoughtful, temperature-controlled nest with pillows and blankets and sweet-smelling alphas, I wanted their touch and their kisses.
Right now, though, IneededGray.
He was sitting, lounging almost, in the driver’s seat, my knees on either side of his thighs. He’d pushed the chair back, but even still, my ass brushed the steering wheel every time I moved, every time I sank back onto his long, thick fingers, everytime I pressed forward against his clever thumb, swirling around and around my sensitive clit.
“You like my fingers, baby?” he asked, as he thrust them inside, two widths opening me up. I was wet with slick, and the car smelled cloyingly sweet with the windows rolled up again, but I couldn’t focus, could barely conceive of anything beyond his words in my ear and his fingers buried in my pussy.
“Yeah,” I said, and moaned again as the pads of his fingers rubbed just right against that spot inside me.
“Tell me,” he said. “I want to hear that pretty voice of yours.”
“Your fingers feel so good,” I said, and opened my mouth on a gasp as he slipped a third finger in beside the others. The slick would be running down his hand by now, but I couldn’t be ashamed, not with the feeling of his fingers teasing me, filling me, but not quite enough. “But–ah!” His thumb pressed on my clit, sending sparks shooting behind my eyelids. I ground against it as he pulled me down onto his body, holding my hair tight and whispering low and hot in my ear.
“But you want my cock, don’t you? You aren’t satisfied with just my fingers, you want my cock inside that sweet pussy, filling you up just right?”
“Yes,” I said, the word coming out as a sigh as I rocked against his fingers.
He leaned up towards me, his lips tickling my neck when he spoke. “You want my knot, baby?”
I came, clenching around his long fingers, releasing with a shudder and a cry as stars burst over my skin before clenching down again, my body in search of more than I was getting, at least for now. It wasn’t enough, I needed more, I wanted his cock, his knot, wanted his come filling me up and his scent covering me inside and out. My walls fluttered around his fingers, and I whined as his thumb began moving again, slowly, softly, teasing out aftershocks that quickly tipped into oversensitivity.
The beginnings of discomfort as he brushed against my swollen clit made me shy away, and I began to notice other aches as well: my knees, one trapped between Gray’s thigh and the car door, my quads, tense and tight from hovering over Gray’s talented hand, my spine, bent awkwardly in the small space of a luxury coupe.
Oh my god–in Gray’s car.I pulled back, looking into Gray’s face, which wore a small smile. “There she is: Madison.”
My thong was pulled out of place and my skirt was around my hips, my bare ass touching the steering wheel. I shimmied it down. “Oh my god. I’m so sor–” I started.
“I’m not,” he said, pulling me back into his lap as I attempted to climb back over the center console. How had I even managed to get over here in the first place? “I’ve been fantasizing about fucking you in public since I heard about you and Rian at the coffeeshop.” How could he say that without blushing? I certainly was. “I hadn’t expected it would be ourfirsttime, but…”
What did these men think of me–first a coffee shop, now a car? I wanted to bury my face in his neck, to hide, but I was worried his scent, stronger there, would make me lose control again. There was just something about them–their scents, their smiles, their pheromones,something–that had me practically jumping out of my underwear for them.This never happened when I was a beta,I thought.
“Hey, Madison, baby,” Gray’s voice cut through my thoughts, and I realized he could read my anxiety in my scent. He stroked my cheek with one large hand. His fingers smelled like sugar. Like me. “You have nothing to be ashamed of.” I wanted to protest–I did feel ashamed, this wasn’t me–but his next words had me falling silent. “Your heat is starting.”
My stomach dropped out of my body.
Oh. Oh.Oh.
“Oh,” I said. It made sense, but I still couldn’t believe it. I crawled awkwardly back over the center console, all elbows and knees, and this time, he didn’t stop me.
“Or your pre-heat. I don’t know how it goes for you, it’s different for everyone. Do you…” he looked at me, questioning, but I shook my head.
