13. Ember #2
The orgasm crashed over me, wrecking my thoughts until I was mindlessly gyrating over and over. Alejandro kept fucking me with his tongue, the fantasy of him making me food and then eating me out sending me over the edge again.
The alpha kept working me over, his hands and tongue ravenous until I had to push him back. “Give me a second.”
He grunted, nipping my thigh and sending a fresh wave of heat over me. He rubbed his face along my leg, scenting my thigh, hands roaming over me. I shuddered, and he stood up, his pupils still eclipsing the irises, and everything in my body clenched, aching to have him inside me.
“Omega,” he growled, pinning me against the wall again.
Oh, fuck, it was hot. He was out of his mind…I froze. “Alejandro? Honey?”
He swiveled his hips against mine, with pure alpha dominance, like I was his and we both knew it.
“Mine,” he growled, and nipped my neck.
Sweet magnolia muffins, he was in a rut. Or about to be.
I couldn’t rut him in the supply closet. People would be here soon. Fuck.
I cupped his face in my hands. “Alejandro, alpha. I want my nest.”
He looked around like he could make my nest materialize on pure will. He covered me with his body protectively, and it was so sweet I had to smile.
“Take me back to my cottage.” I pulled my pants back up. He growled at that, but I pouted. “I don’t want the entire world to see me naked.”
He seemed to consider that and then dragged me out of the supply closet.
“Let me drive,” I said, leading him out of the back room.
Damn it, Sunshine was going to kill me. I sent her a quick text that I was stealing her alpha’s sous chef for the day, and this was their fault so don’t fuss at me .
I climbed into the car, and Alejandro’s scent saturated everything. Oh, God, I wanted to climb into the passenger seat and take him.
He purred at the scent of my perfume and tried to pull me toward him.
“Nest, alpha.” I put the need in my voice. Thank fuck it was a short drive to the cottage.
He grumbled but let me stay in the driver’s seat. I started the car, pulling out of the parking lot. We needed to get back. Quickly.
Where West was. Double fuck. This was not how I’d planned on them meeting each other. I was hoping more like when you brought two dogs into someone else’s yard so they could sniff each other in a neutral territory.
I called my omega partner, wondering how mad he was going to be. Or, worse, uncomfortable.
He picked up on the second ring. “That was short. I expected you at the restaurant all morning.”
“About that…” I paused.
Alejandro was curled in the passenger seat toward me, stroking my leg and glaring at the cars passing us.
“I, uhhh, accidentally set off a rut. Alejandro’s hanging on by the thread of me not wanting to get knotted in the supply closet.”
Alejandro growled; whether because I mentioned knotting or because I mentioned being uncomfortable, I wasn’t sure. Fresh wetness poured out of my pussy at the sound of the throaty noise and I wondered how bad it would be to just pull over and let him fuck me in the back seat.
Silence on the other end.
West. West’s comfort. “I’m so sorry. You can leave? Hang back? Join in? I don’t know. I didn’t mean for you two to meet like this.”
West started laughing. “It’s fine, my love. Only you could set off a rut so quickly. I want to stay unless you want him all to yourself.”
“Oh, yes, stay. We’ll tag-team him.”
The drive wasn’t that long but I was so hot by the end of it I was ready to say fuck it and make West meet us by the side of the road.
I pulled in, put the car in park, and dragged Alejandro inside.
He pulled up short when he saw West.
West was standing in the middle of the living room with his arms crossed over his chest. My omega had amazing biceps, and I wandered closer to lick them.
West smelled like milk and honey, the scent sweet. He was aroused too, even if he was scowling hard enough to turn someone to stone.
Alejandro eyed him, blinking rapidly. “West?” he said, his voice a rasp. It had to have been difficult to pull his thoughts together enough to use actual words.
“Yes,” West said, dropping his arms.
“Omega,” Alejandro purred, his eyes glazing over again. “Mine.”
West’s nostrils flared, scenting Alejandro. He swallowed hard, his body shifting.
Alejandro stepped forward slowly, like West would spook. I was pleased to see him eying West as though he wanted to strip him too. He paused half a foot away when West tensed.
I waited to see if Alejandro would come over all bossy, yanking West into a kiss. And if West would be okay with that.
Alejandro kept eyeing him, looking around almost frantically.
The alpha took another step forward and West tensed again. I saw the moment his body language shifted from desire to bordering on discomfort.
Alejandro must have seen that too, because he gave a soothing purr.
And then he knelt down.
West’s scent exploded, almonds bursting out of the milk and honey. Heat rippled through me, and I stifled a whimper.
Alejandro slowly brought his hands up to West’s thighs, still purring. “Omega,” he rasped, a prayer or a plea. Like West was a dark god, and Alejandro a supplicant.
The power of it rushed through me, and West relaxed more, his scent blooming more than I’d scented in a long time. Certainly not with an alpha.
Alejandro held West’s gaze and ran his hands up his thighs, and West made a small, strangled noise that sounded so much louder in the hushed quiet of the room.
Slowly Alejandro stroked his hands over West’s stomach.
He leaned forward, lifting his shirt to reveal a small slice of skin.
West watched him, unable to take his gaze off Alejandro.
Seeing them together made my own perfume bloom, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted both of them touching me at the same time, or if I just wanted to watch.
Both thoughts made me clench with need. This was better than any fantasy I could have imagined.
Alejandro licked the exposed bit of skin, and West let out a ragged breath. Slowly, slowly, Alejandro licked his way over West’s stomach. My omega did so well, holding himself rigidly, still scowling, debating if the supplicant would become a sacrifice or accepted.
I wasn’t sure myself.