Chapter 20
PERRY
I come to in the sweetest way. Abel’s sitting cross-legged beside Buckle and dragging his knuckles so slowly across my arm, as if he’s trying not to actually touch me.
“Oh, I didn’t mean to wake you. I just like how soft your skin is.”
“It’s okay.” I grab his wily hand and kiss his exploring knuckles.
“I couldn’t sleep anymore, but didn’t want to leave either of you. It’s so cozy in here.”
I look around and Buckle has definitely added more cozy nesting type things to the room.
More blankets and pillows, though they’re on the floor.
The curtains are different. Instead of plain white, they’re bright green blackout curtains.
A gentle glow of a nightlight in the corner makes me smile.
It’s a honeycomb with a bee. How freaking adorable.
“I like it here,” Abel says.
“I do, too.” I brush my cheek across Buckle’s hairy chest. “We should wake our Alpha and get the DVD player set up.”
Abel swallows. “Should we still do that?”
“I don’t see why not,” Buckle says as he pulls us both closer.
Abel yelps at the embrace, but I saw it coming. I grin at Abel, who snuggles into Buckle’s chest again.
My mates. They’re so sweet. That’s exactly what I need in my life. That’s what I’ve always wanted. I sigh and rub my head along Buckle’s chest, scenting him.
“Scent him here and we can pretend it was me,” Abel says as he lifts Buckle’s arm and holds it closer to me.
“We don’t have to pretend,” Buckle says.
Abel’s big eyes go wide. “Oh! I know!” He leans in and licks a stripe down Buckle’s forearm.
I can’t help the laugh. Abel grins, and it’s like he doesn’t have a care in the world.
“Now I’m jealous.” I hold out my arm and he gives me the same treatment, keeping eye contact the entire time. I can’t wait to take him apart and put him back together. I’ll wait until the end of time if I have to.
“Come on, sweetness.” I nod toward the door. “Time to get ready for movie night.” I wink back at Buckle before ushering Abel out the door.
“Don’t call it that,” Abel groans.
“What else am I supposed to call it? We have a movie and it’s night.”
“But it’s more an educational night.” He rubs a hand through his messy hair, but he doesn’t seem overly annoyed or even anxious.
He turns to me and stops. His hands go to my shoulders.
My breath catches. I want to kiss him so badly, but keep my mouth to myself.
There’s something he wants to say and I won’t ruin it for him.
“I’ve never done anything,” he says.
“We know,” Buckle says behind me. “And there’s nothing wrong with that.”
Abel’s eyes flick back to Buckle before focusing on me again. “I’m afraid I’m going to mess things up when it comes to sex. I still don’t think I’m ready, but I do want to learn how to kiss.” He licks his lips. “Tonight.”
Buckle audibly swallows behind me and I nod.
I cup his cheek and thumb his bottom lip. “Now?”
“No. But some time.” He releases me and spins on his heel to continue marching to the living room.
Buckle and I stand in the hallway.
I’m still processing Abel’s request when I start back to the living room. Buckle’s warmth follows me.
Abel sits on the chaise lounge part of the couch with his knees brought to his chest. His arms wrap around his legs and he looks up at us with a cheery smile. “I’m excited.”
“I’m wondering how awkward it might be,” Buckle says.
“I’m sitting here in case you two want to...” Abel waves his hand between the two of us. “Enjoy each other.”
I snort as I hand the DVD to Buckle so he can start it.
“The Education of Omega Nick,” Buckle laughs.
“Ah! So there really are educational porn videos.”
“Not exactly,” I say. “But I think it’ll be a good one for you.”
Abel nods and leans forward. “Ready.”
I kind of want some popcorn as I watch his reactions to everything.
Buckle settles on the couch and I scoot next to him, not afraid of either of us getting aroused. He brushes a kiss on my head and I lean on his shoulder. I wish Abel was closer, but I understand his need to be further away.
Abel swallows. “I can feel your pheromones. These are so different from the calm ones.” He breathes deeper. “I think I like these, too.” He relaxes into the lounge, stretching his long legs.
Buckle presses play and the scene starts.
There’s a student sitting at a desk. I’m assuming it’s Omega Nick. There’s a tall broad Alpha at an honest to goodness old school green chalkboard.
Abel nods. “That’s just like the school I went to.” He points to the screen. “Same desk and board. They didn’t want to upgrade if something still worked.”
Buckle chuckles. “Keep watching, babe.”
Abel scoots closer to the TV.
The teacher writes SEX EDUCATION on the board.
“We never had sex ed at my school. Everything I learned was from books I sneakily checked out at the library when I moved here.”
“Same,” I say. I want to reach out and touch him, but he doesn’t seem sad.
The teacher turns to Nick and unbuttons his shirt. “All Omegas need to know how to please their Alphas.”
Nick nods and writes the words down as the teacher walks to him. The teacher slams his hand on the desk and swipes away the notebook. “Pay attention, Nick.”
Nick swallows and nods. “Yes, sir.”
Beside me, Buckle adjusts himself. We’re still just at the acting part of the show and he’s already affected. Abel’s adorable, watching wide-eyed.
The teacher tips Nick’s chin up to meet his eyes.
“In my class, the Omegas learn how to kiss on day one.”
Abel scoots even closer, sitting on the edge of the lounge. “I wish I had a notebook to take down some notes.”
The teacher pulls Nick to his feet and presses their lips together. Nick moans and the sound makes me hard. I’m attracted to all kinds of folk. Alphas, Omegas, Betas, no designations. Everyone. And vocal partners are always the best.
“Wait.” Abel frowns and turns to us. “He’s not really teaching him anything. He’s just...” Abel waves to the TV. “That’s a bad teacher.” He crosses his arms and huffs before sliding to the very back of the lounge again.
“Sweetness,” I say and he turns to me as Buckle pauses the porno. “Porn isn’t reality. And learning to kiss really is experiencing it. It’s...” I face Buckle. “It’s learning what your partner likes as they learn your likes.”
“I don’t know what I like.” Abel huffs again. “And that Alpha is just eating Nick’s face. It doesn’t even look fun.”
Buckle grins and tugs me closer. “We could show him?”
“Yes, please.” Abel bats his lashes when I look at him.
“I’m agreeable to it,” I say, as I twirl a finger in Buckle’s chest hair. “But only if I get to sit in your lap.”
“You know I’m not going to say no to that,” Buckle says, and he grabs me by the hips to help me fall into his lap.
“Alpha,” I say and Buckle shivers. “This is so dirty the way you spread my legs wide.”
“You’re killing me Perry.”
“I know,” I whisper against his lips before turning to Abel. Our dear Beta has inched closer on his hands and knees, probably to get a better view. I adjust my position, so I’m kneeling instead of sitting in Buckle’s lap and I’m just a bit higher than him. My attention is all on Abel, though.
He’s watching our faces. Eyes flitting from my lips to Buckle’s. “Okay.” He nods at us.
Buckle turns me back to him, and I get lost in his pretty brown eyes. His full lips. The scruff of a beard that’s coming in. My heart pounds. I know we’ve kissed before and it was wonderful, but now I want to show Abel what passion is. What kissing your Fated is.
“The thing about kissing,” I say. “Is that you have to explore to see what you like. Especially with a new partner. Mind everyone’s noses.
” I boop Buckle’s. “Make sure to tilt your head. Don’t mash your teeth together, at least not too hard.
You can rub your hands over your partner. Mostly you do what feels good.”
“And they couldn’t have said that in the porno?” Abel plops back and throws up his hands.
I smile as I press my lips to Buckle’s. His cock is hard between us and it takes everything in me not to grind.
Not yet anyway. I cup his face with both of my hands.
He grips my thigh and cups my ass cheek.
I feel like every nerve is on fire. He lights me up everywhere we touch.
The room disappears, and it’s just the two of us.
Our touches. Our moans. The subtle slide of our dicks in our clothes.
I want to be naked and present for my Alpha, but that’s not what tonight is for. We’re educating Abel slowly.
Buckle grazes my bottom lip with his teeth. It’s primal and I want more of it. I brush my tongue over his lips and he opens for me. The kiss deepens, and I need more. My hips have a mind of their own and I let them. The sweet scent of my slick fills the air.
Abel sucks in a breath. “That scent. It’s so good.” His nose is at my neck and I pull away from Buckle, dazed.
“Gods, your slick smells so fucking good, Perry.” Buckle’s voice is wrecked. I did that to him. Me.
“That’s what slick smells like?” Abel licks his lips.
“Perry’s slick, yes.” Buckle nuzzles my neck. “It’s the best thing on the planet. I want to taste you so bad.”
We’re kissing again. Passion shoots through my veins. There’s something about Abel watching that makes this ten times hotter. I rock in Buckle’s lap, needing the friction.
“I’m so hard,” Abel whispers.
I pull away from Buckle to find Abel watching with wide eyes, but I don’t find fear in them. I crook a finger. “Come here, sweetness. It’s time you learn how to kiss.”