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“Ah, got it,” Rafe says and hops onto his knees before grabbing my ankles and yanking me off Jonah’s lap and toward him.
Rafe pulls off his shirt, and I can’t help the tiny sigh at the sight of him.
Part of me still can’t believe I get to have him. I make gimme hands at his chest, and the rumble of approval as he leans over sends tingles down my whole body.
He leans close, brushing my lips with his, and my brain goes all mushy with his delicious coffee scent.
Rafe’s kisses are a sure indicator of his mood. This one is soft and leisurely. He takes his time kissing my top and bottom lips individually before pressing his mouth fully to mine. He allows it to build on its own, not rushing or pushing, until I’m breathless and grabbing at the back of his neck for more.
He pulls away, breathless as well, with a big smile for me. “There’s my gorgeous caramel-scented girl.”
My cheeks warm at his praise.
The bed shifts behind me, and I look up in time to see Jonah taking off his shirt.
“Fuck. What did I ever do to deserve so much hotness?” I murmur to myself.
And it really was to myself, but Jonah gives me a warm smile. “Just being you,” he says, and I almost tear up.
Because I used to think I didn’t have the perfect cushy omega life because I didn’t deserve it. Wasn’t worthy of it.
I reach for him and pull him into an upside-down kiss. His woodsy scent overwhelms me, and my eyes roll back as I get lost in the waves of pheromones.
“Mmmm, zingy kisses make my head squirmy,” I murmur against Jonah’s lips.
He smiles against mine, and I pull him closer with one hand while reaching for Rafe with the other.
Jonah is all too happy to comply, and Rafe skims his hand down the back of my arm. He finds the hem of my shirt and pulls it up, synchronizing with Jonah seamlessly and wordlessly when to pull away so Rafe can get it off.
Bodies shift around me and then I’m seated between them, back leaning against Jonah’s front as Rafe unhooks my front-closure bra with a single snap of his fingers.
My boobs heave out, left nipple eyeing the window on my left, right nip staring straight ahead.
“You know, I think your googly eyed nips are about the cutest thing ever,” Jonah says, looking at them from over my shoulder.
And for once, I don’t cover them or try to push the left one in to make it look even.
I giggle and grind my ass against his crotch.
Rafe scoots back, away from me and toward the edge of the bed, and I might take offense if his eyes weren’t full of greedy need.
“Take off her pants,” he says to Jonah.
Wooosh.
Someone turned the pussy faucet on.
From behind, Jonah’s fingers unbutton my jeans. I lift off the bed a few inches so he can get them down over my hips and ass, and once he does, I kick them off the rest of the way.
Without hesitation, Jonah reaches for my underwear.
“Uh-uh.” Rafe’s eyes are on me, blazing with intense need. “Leave the panties. I want to see how wet you can make her,” he grits out.
“Fuck,” Jonah whispers into my ear. “Your alpha’s superbly talented with dirty talk, isn’t he?”
I can only whimper as Jonah snags both my legs behind the knee and spreads my legs wider so me and my about-to-be-ruined underwear are on display for Rafe.
Jonah glides a hand from my leg, up my body, and to my neck and moves my hair aside. He nuzzles the side of my neck, taking great lungfuls of my scent into him. “You smell so fucking delicious, Omega. Like melted caramel, like harvest and autumn.”
