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Jett snorts. “Hawaiian too sophisticated for you?”
“I’ll call—” My voice dies at the smell wafting from the house. I swallow.
“Babydoll?” Finn barrels for the kitchen. “You cooked for us?”
I follow, the other guys close behind.
The sight knocks out my breath.
Orion and Lilah wear matching aprons, huddling shoulder-to-biteable-shoulder at the island, their lips swollen and suckable.
From kissing?
From fucking?
My dick presses my fly like I’m gonna whip it out right here, and I damn near black out.
Orion bending Lilah over the counter, grabbing a fistful of her long, luscious hair as he pounds into her dripping cunt from behind.
Orion sandwiched between us.
His hot, soft body at my mercy as I rail him into her pussy, controlling two sets of moans. Two sweet scents stroking me into an orgasm so mind-blowing, so intense, I don’t know if I’d fucking survive.
Hunter elbows me, lifting a brow sky-high.
Fuck.
Between my raging scent and the growing knot about to bend my zipper, I’m confessing all my forbidden fantasies.
I breathe through clenched teeth.
Orion has his goddamned hot sauces spread all over the counter. A smudge of red hangs at the corner of Lilah’s lickable lips.
The look is sexy as fuck, but the idea of them eating that garbage sends me rumbling. “You’re feeding her that?”
“I like spicy.” Lilah licks her fingers, and every one of my pack brothers—even Orion—stares like that sweet little fingertip is circling her clit.
We need to get laid.
And not by Lilah.
She doesn’t notice us panting, whirling to the stove where rows of burger patties are browning on a grill pan. “Are you hungry? We just threw these on.”
“I could use a snack.” Finn darts in, trying to nip at her, but she dodges so fast I’m not the only one suspicious how much she’s trained.
She swats Finn with a potholder, and the asshole grins like he just got tongue kissed.
“Help me put these together?” she asks Orion, not realizing how sweet she sounds when she isn’t trying to shove us away.
The four of us lean on the island as the omegas work. She plops a butter-toasted bun on each plate, Orion adds the toppings, then she flips the burger from the pan. He puts the top on the burger, walks his cute ass to set it at the table, and then they move on to the next plate like they’ve been cooking together for years.
A few days ago, Orion was fantasizing about ripping out Lilah’s throat. I was scouting for a soft spot in the garden to bury her body.
“Kranch?” Lilah asks hopefully.
Orion grins like he’s giving her a diamond ring when he hands over the bottle. “You’re gonna get addicted.”
Lilah pulls a pan of homemade fries from the oven, grabs one piping hot, and dips it in the pink sauce. Covering her mouth, she breathes in little pants, blowing out air when the thing burns her mouth.
