Chapter 32
The sound of Cameo’s voice, a low rumble just too close to be the movie, drew my attention away from the screen, which I would’ve called a disappointment if I wasn’t met with the sight of Eva’s plush pink lips wrapped around the alpha’s cock, her nose pressed to his pelvis.
Cameo met my eyes with a smirk, and though the game was over for him, it wasn’t for our omegas.
Indigo offered me a little wave that I returned with a nod, ignoring the way that my cock hardened in my sweatpants.
I’d meant what I said to Eva. If she wanted to be courted properly, treated like more than an incubator, then I wanted the chance to continue to get to know her a little better.
Besides, my pretty little omega fuckdoll liked being watched, and I had to assume that the imminent threat of being caught sucking off an alpha a foot away from me was making her so fucking wet that she could hardly stand it.
I stopped listening to the movie, tuning my senses to Eva’s gasps and muffled whimpers as my packmates continued to use her like the omega cumslut she’d signed up to be.
Anytime.
Anywhere.
Not much of a risk to make good on that promise in the safety of our own home, but it didn’t matter. Sometimes, it was about the fantasy more than the reality. And I was happy to play along.
I shifted, keeping my hand toying with Joon’s hair loose and affectionate as I returned my eyes to the screen, ignoring my painfully hard cock.
Need wound tightly in my gut, coating my senses and making it difficult to focus on the film, even at its peak. Every creak of the cushions felt like a flame against my skin, my muscles begging me to look and see what my pack was doing to our perfect little toy.
Strawberries and matcha hung thickly on my tongue as I refocused my attention on Joon, using my desire to continue building on the tenderness of the moments during setup to keep me focused.
I’d have my turn.
I just needed to be patient.