Chapter 17
Chapter Seventeen
It didn’t take long for Derrick and Ivan to set up the bath for Ariana. It took longer for me to coax her from the bed and to the bathroom of the pack suite.
“Let me help,” I plead from outside the door. “I’ll close my eyes. I’ll be a consummate gentleman. No funny business.”
Ivan scoffs at my words. “I make no promises.”
I hear the sounds of her continued struggle to get out of her clothes, which are stuck to her sweat-drenched body. Every so often, she has to pause because of a painful cramp, and the whine that escapes her has me wincing.
This feels more intense than a run-of-the-mill heat spike, but I won’t be saying that outloud.
“She’s not going to let you. You know how stubborn she is.” Frustration laces Derrick’s tone as he leans against the wall of the suite.
“Go away!” Her voice is muffled, as if her face is covered by fabric. It probably is. “You guys did this to me!”
“Technically, biology did this to you. Exposure to your scent matches can trigger a heat spike, especially when in close proximity for extended periods of time.”
Derrick glares at Ivan and makes a ‘cut it out’ motion with his hand. “Do you think that’s going to help?”
He shrugs with one shoulder. “Nah, probably not.”
“Then why say it?”
Ariana throws open the bathroom door, panting, wearing only her bra and panties. Her chest is heaving and splotchy red, her eyes fixed on Ivan, face twisted into a glare.
“I would not be at the whims of my biology if you weren’t here, Ivan.”
He waggles his eyebrows at Derrick and stage whispers, “That’s why.” He takes a step closer to the furious Omega. “Since we’re all together now, let us help you.”
“I’m not going to fuck you.” The way she crosses her arms pushes her breasts up, and Jesus Christ, I’m going to faint from how fast all my blood rushes to my dick.
“Never say never, sweetie, but that’s not what I was suggesting.” He reaches behind his head and pulls his shirt off. My Alpha is sexy, with dark hair covering his torso and a soft, cozy belly. If the deepening scent of vanilla and oranges is any indication, Ariana thinks so, too.
“Let us join you in the bath. No expectations. We’ll hold you, massage your feet, whatever you want. If you won’t let us ease you, at least let us comfort you.”
She stares at Ivan, mouth slightly open, but I don’t think she heard a word he said. He’s clearly aware of the attention his body is getting, because his smile is wicked. As Ariana rubs at her neck and her scent thickens, Derrick swears under his breath.
She’s getting harder and harder to resist.
After a long, pregnant pause, my Omega dips her head and scampers back into the bathroom. She doesn’t close the door behind her, which is apparently all the invitation Ivan needs.
I’m right on his heels as he strips the rest of his clothes off and climbs into the tub with his underwear still on. She’s already under the water, her bra and panties scattered on the floor, teasing me with images of what her wet, naked body will look like.
Fuck.
I turn my back to them and attempt to adjust myself, but I know it’s going to be pointless.
“Just take your pants off and get in there quickly, Grant. It’s only going to get worse, so don’t bother trying to hide your reaction.” Derrick’s lips are so close to my ear that chills run down my spine with his words.
I think I’m going to die in that tub.
All of my blood has rushed to my aching cock, and I will surely slip beneath the water, drowning as I’m surrounded by the three sexiest people in the world.
It seems unfair that Derrick and Ivan aren’t into each other.
Shouldn’t they also have to deal with being wet and nearly naked with three people they want to fuck?
Instead, both of them only have to battle with attraction to the two of us, but let’s face it, neither of them is going to be paying me much attention.
Not that I mind. They’ve seen it all before. We’ve waited so long for Ariana, and she deserves to be the center of attention.
Ariana squawks in surprise as Ivan pulls her to his lap. She struggles for a moment, but he bands an arm around her chest and pins her against him.
“Damn, quit fighting and let us help you, Omega.” His words precede a rumbling purr, and I watch as she melts against him, her head falling back onto his shoulder.
I can imagine plenty of scenarios where Ariana would be held to Ivan like that, and nearly all of them make my stomach clench with desire. Derrick must sense it because he pulls me against him, mirroring their position, and rests one of his hands right over the waistband of my briefs.
Our Omega’s eyes widen as she watches his arm move beneath the water as he strokes across my belly. “I…” Her throat bobs as she swallows her words.
Ivan places a soft kiss on the curve of her neck. “Aren’t they beautiful together?”
“Yes.” Her voice is breathy and desperate.
“You know, I bet watching them together could help you. The pheromone exposure may ease the spike a little.” Ivan’s voice is thick and syrupy like honey as he fills Ariana’s head with ideas. “Would you like that? Like to watch them together?”
Derrick’s fingers dip beneath my waistband and brush the top of my straining cock, and I choke on my breath. I want to thrust into his hand, but I don’t. I hold my body stock still, as if moving will break whatever spell she is under.
“Grant is so pretty when he comes. His cheeks turn red on the apples, he throws his head back and makes delicious, whimpering sounds.” Ariana squirms on Ivan’s lap, and the tops of her breasts slip above the milky water.
Ivan bites his lip, stifling a groan. “I bet it wouldn’t even take them long.
You’ve got them both so riled up. Do you want to make a bet on how long it would take? ”
Her shiny green eyes lock on mine, and there is a question simmering there. It’s almost as if she’s asking me for permission to answer his questions, to play along with Ivan’s teasing words.
I dip my chin and mouth, “I’m into it.” She doesn’t know that I’m an exhibitionist, but it looks like she’s about to learn.
A pretty pink flush dances across her cheeks. “I… I don’t know how long.”
“Well, Derrick, why don’t you show us?” Ivan’s teasing voice has dropped to a seductive rasp as he grabs Ariana’s chin and holds her gaze on me.
Derrick’s chest rumbles softly against my back with a groan as his hand finally, blessedly, wraps around my shaft. My relieved moan is answered with a desperate whimper from Ariana.
“You ready to put on a show, Grant?” Derrick brushes his lips against my neck. “Maybe, if you’re really good for me, she’ll want to give you a reward.”
He slowly pumps my cock, and the way the water moves around his arm is almost as obscene as the sounds leaving my mouth. It splashes against my chest as he picks up the pace.
Ariana hasn’t looked away, eyes trained on my waist, trying to see something other than the shadowed outline through the water.
I’m regretting telling the guys to add all of the bath bombs that have clouded the tub.
I want her eyes on me.
Before I can think better of it, I stand, the water running off my body as Derrick’s hand stays tightly wrapped around my dick.
Ariana makes a surprised, squeaking noise as she attempts to scramble farther away from me. She succeeds only in pressing herself tighter against Ivan, who makes a pained sound.
“Sweetie, keep moving against me like that, and I’ll be the one giving you a show.”
“Say no, Ariana.” My voice is quiet, but she is so keyed in on me that she hears me all the same. “Say no, and I’ll step out, grab a towel, and leave you to your relaxation.”
Derrick slips around my body, both of his hands going to my hips.
“Say yes, and I’ll show you exactly how our Beta likes to be pleased.
” His voice is thick with want, and my dick weeps at the sound of it.
“I still don’t want to take advantage of you while you’re going through a heat spike. But I can do this.”
Her tongue wets her bottom lip, and I want nothing more than to suck it into my mouth. One kiss with her was not enough.
There will never be enough.
“Please. Please. He… he needs you.” Her whine goes to my head.
I look down at my Alpha on his knees in the water and grab his cheek, rubbing my thumb over the bone. “I do, Alpha. I do need you.”
Derrick kisses up the sides of my shaft before wrapping around my head. His hot mouth has me panting and feeding my fingers through his hair. It takes every bit of my self-control not to fuck his throat. I cannot remember ever feeling this desperate for release.
I can smell Ariana’s creamy orange scent over the bath additives as Derrick bobs up and down my length. Ivan makes a strangled sound, drawing my eyes to him.
Ariana has her hand underwater, and though I can’t see it, I have a guess at what it may be doing, because Ivan isn’t paying attention to me at all. His gaze is trained on where her forearm disappears below the water.
When Derrick takes me into his throat, I push on the back of his head, holding him there as I thrust shallowly.
My panting moans and desperate groans are nothing compared to the labored breathing coming from the beautiful Omega across the tub from me.
My Alpha swallows around me, and I know I cannot hold back much longer.
I struggle to bite back my moans enough to speak. “Baby. Are you going to come with me?” She sucks her bottom lip between her teeth, worrying it in embarrassment, before nodding her agreement. “Then you’d better come, because I can’t hold on much longer.”
Derrick squeezes my balls before his finger travels back and strokes against my hole.
I lose whatever semblance of composure I have left.
I thrust roughly into his mouth a few times before I’m spilling down his throat, chanting pleas and swears as I empty myself.
I’m coming down from the high when Ariana gasps, and I watch as her eyes fall closed, her head rolls back, and the sweet sound of her pleasure fills the bathroom.
She nearly melts against Ivan as he swears and bites his fist with a groan.
“Does it count as coming in my pants if I am not wearing them?”