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She’s like ice, this woman, until she starts to burn. A cold burn that’s so intense you can’t tell if it’s cold or hot. It’s fascinating and intoxicating. I can’t stay away. But then she’s strong and then sweet, and then she blushes. She’s unexpected and a mystery, and I can’t imagine life without her.
“Barren, are you going to feed me?” She murmurs softly.
All sorts of comments come to mind, but I just grin at her. I pull her to the counter and hoist her up, loving that sexy little gasp, until she’s sitting on the counter.
“Jet, she’s hungry.”
I don’t look at my alpha as he moves to the oven. But I do hear his soft, “So am I,” and I concur.
He brings a plate over and puts it beside us. I pick up a fork and stab some veggies onto it and hold it out for her.
She shifts, but I’m between her legs. There’s nowhere for her to go.
“I can feed myself.” She laughs softly and tries to take the fork. I pull it away from her and nip her wrist.
“I want to do it.”
She glances over my shoulder to where Jet is leaning lazily against the sink. “He likes taking care of people.” Jet explains.
Scarlet. My Scarlet huffs. I bring the fork in again, and she takes it.
I repeat the process, intent on watching the food disappear into her. I watch her, memorising the way she eats, the way she breathes. Every mouthful is a test of my control. I want her lips wrapped around my cock. I want her fingers in my hair while I eat her out. I’m shaking when she grips my wrist. Her eyes dilated. My control snaps. I reach for her, grabbing her head and bring our foreheads together, whimpering.
“Shh,” she whispers, rubbing my back. “You did good. So good. Now, let your alpha take care of you.” She murmurs.
I make a wordless sound of protest, but Jet presses against me from behind, his hands roaming over my chest. I arch back into him, moaning.
“Good boy,” she murmurs and leans forward to kiss my throat. I grip her head to me and whimper.
She laughs lightly and teases her way up to my mouth. When she kisses me, she owns me, demanding more, giving back without restraint. Her tongue slips into my mouth and dances with mine. All I can taste is chocolate.
Jet’s large hands slip down and find my cock. The touch of his slightly colder skin against the raging heat makes my cock twitch, but then he engulfs it, pulling, firmly working his hand up and down, dragging my slick until my entire cock is wet. It feels so good.
I get a flash of silver in my head and suck in a sharp breath, the bolt of fear paralyzing me.
Scarlet bites my lower lip and sucks on it, and I’m drawn back to the here and now.
“She’d look so pretty on her knees for you, Omega,” Jet murmurs, and I thrust into his hands with a whine.
I’m already soaking, and with his words, another flood comes out. She looks down, dragging her mouth from mine to watch Jet expertly pull me to the edge. He growls deep in my ear, and I shudder, my eyes rolling.
It’s too much and not enough. I need them. I need a knot. But as soon as I think the thought, I’m afraid.
Scarlet tightens her hold on my hair and tugs my mouth back to hers, and the fear vanishes as if it wasn’t there.
“Alphas, please?” I gasp into her mouth.
Scarlet grips my face, kissing me again. “It's all right, darling. Jet has got you.” The endearment slips out and hits me right in the feels, shattering my control. I surge into her kiss.
She’s holding back, and I hate it. I want to demand her surrender, but Jet grips my hair hard, pulling my head back and hungrily devouring my mouth.
“Hands on the counter,” Jet says into my mouth.
I whimper and put my hands there while he spreads my legs. My pants drop down, and I feel a finger circle me before slipping inside. I groan, panting.
“Please.”
“You beg so pretty, Omega.”
