Chapter 74 #2
My big, strong Alpha sends a rush of confident allure my way. His lips find my neck, tilting into a seductive grin as he places a kiss over my fluttering pulse, then lingers to drink in a deep inhale of my scent.
Raw need, pride, and pure love flow down our bond from him.
“Go show your Alphas how perfect you are. Their very own Omega good luck charm.” Theo’s words and unfiltered confidence leave me without a shred of doubt as to how happy he is to let me go to them.
He wants this side of our pack, the sharing, the equal opportunities to be with each other; there’s no mistaking that generosity always at the forefront with Theo.
He must sense my inner swoon, chuckling a little as he brushes his knuckles ever so gently over my flushed lips.
When I manage to hold myself upright—certain that it’s a miracle I can walk without swaying off balance—and cross to the other side of Theo’s desk, I’m smothered by Connor. His massive body blankets mine as he wraps me up and kisses me forcefully.
This is, hands down, officially my favorite way to be greeted after the end of a rugby match, I fear.
When he draws back and lets me catch my breath for a moment, his teeth pinch my bottom lip before tugging gently. His roguish grin floods my body with warmth in a way I can’t get enough of.
“I was so worried.” I exhale shakily. Aroused and flushed and still trembling ever so slightly with the aftermath of the near-orgasms Theo insisted on denying me. “I was convinced I’d brought you bad luck.”
Atlas closes in at my side, needing to muscle his way in to compete with Connor’s tight hold on my body.
He reaches out to tilt my chin, eyes smoldering like two burning coals as he stares down at me.
“I’ve traveled to ten different continents.
I’ve visited countless cities. I’ve watched thousands of sunrises and sunsets, and I’ve never seen a more beautiful sight. ”
“You don’t mind that I wore this? Truthfully?”
“Baby, if you think he minds, then he clearly has no pulse.” Connor chuckles. “Fuck, you smell like a dream… all worked up. Gonna take mercy on your Alphas and put on a show for us?”
I trap my bottom lip between my teeth, then slowly turn so that they can see the number displayed on my back. 13 in prominent white lettering against forest green. Atlas’s number.
Connor glides a fingertip in a slow stroke down my spine.
As he does so, he lets out a low whistle of appreciation, sending a riot of goosebumps across my skin.
He tracks all the way down to the point where the material swishes at my upper thighs.
He lets his touch hover over the globes of my barely covered ass for a moment, while the air between us crackles with the intensity of two Alphas about to stake their claim.
The second he gets to the hem, Connor hooks a finger to tug at the material. He lifts it slightly and the cool air hits my very nearly bare ass cheeks. I know they’ll be seeing a tiny thread of lace and nothing more.
“Looks as though our sweet little Omega forgot to put on her panties,” Connor tuts. His act of pretending to scold me sends butterflies swarming in my stomach.
“I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking clearly.” I gasp as he hooks the lace and runs his finger beneath the waistband at my hip. A shiver runs through me, an electric current of anticipation.
“Not only that, but she’s drenched. What do you think we should do with our messy girl?”
“Whatever you want.” Theo takes another sip of his drink, eyes hooded as he devours the sight of the three of us. “I warmed her up for you. Don’t go wasting your gift.”
My perfume goes haywire.
I can feel just how much Theo is enjoying himself right now, and fuck, if that isn’t a giant turn on.
“You might have already had your fun tonight, Brennan, with your little game of instigating everything… and even though you’ve already got our girl all worked up… I think you’ve earned yourself a seat on the bench.”
“I’ll gladly watch.” Theo doesn’t appear to have a care in the world.
He’s more than comfortable about sitting back and letting them share me while he looks on and pushes that assurance my way down our bond.
“I’ll be able to give you some tips later, when I show you how it’s done properly.
” He’s in some kind of extra playful mood tonight and exudes the type of energy that turns me into a puddle where I stand.
All Theo does is pour himself some more bourbon and works at the couple of top buttons on his shirt to loosen his collar.
As he lets his weight drop back in his chair, his knees spread wide, those dress slacks cling to his thighs, and he’s got no business looking so effortlessly sexy.
Clearly, I’m not the only one who thinks so. At my back, Connor goes still for a long pause, hardly breathing, followed by a soft curse under his breath.
Then things shift rapidly.
Since the two of them burst into this office, they’ve been brimming with need and the type of intense energy that has to be worked out repeatedly over several hours.
And I couldn’t be more relieved that we finally get this chance.
As much as it’s the wrong place, and almost certainly the wrong moment to be entertaining such a thought, this will be the first time we’re all together when I’m lucid.
We haven’t all been together since my heat, and I don’t dare breathe with how intoxicating that prospect is.
I need to make sure nothing gets in the way of tonight.