Chapter 12
parker
Fox kicks off his soaked shoes at the door and drops to his knees right at the edge of my nest like he’s afraid to come any closer without permission.
Rain drips from his hair and shirt onto my blankets.
His cedarwood-leather scent is sharp with worry, cutting through the warm peach-vanilla fog of my room.
“Parker,” he starts, voice rough. “I’m only auctioning a dinner. Nothing more. Just dinner. The team has some bills—”
“What bills?” My voice cracks. I’m still curled against Arlo’s chest, but I sit up straighter, heart hammering against my ribs.
Fox swallows. “Stadium repairs. Lights, stands, the whole thing. Almost twenty grand if we want the program to survive after we graduate. Coach isn’t asking us to fix it, but…
It’s bad. The auction money goes straight to the athletic department.
I figured one dinner, one night, could help.
Some of the other guys are doing it too. ”
Arlo’s leg shoots out, and he kicks Fox hard in the knee. “You bastard. There’s a billion ways we could have raised money, and you didn’t say anything?”
Fox doesn’t even flinch. “I didn’t want this to be your problem. None of us grew up with money. I didn’t want you worrying about bills or the team going under or—”
I glare at him so hard my eyes sting. “Strip.”
He blinks. “What?”
“You’re not coming into my nest wet,” I snap, voice shaking. “Strip. Now. I need you to hold me, you idiot.” As stupid as Fox was, it’s kind of sweet he tried to handle this.
Arlo snorts a surprised laugh and crawls forward on his knees, already reaching for the hem of Fox’s soaked shirt. “You heard our girl.”
Fox lets Arlo peel the wet fabric off him, then shoves his own shorts and boxers down. He’s half-hard already, and the sight of him makes fresh slick rush between my thighs.
Arlo tugs him fully into the nest. The second Fox is on his back, I shove my own pants down, climb over him, and sink straight onto his cock in one slick glide.
Fox groans, head falling back against the pillows.
“Fuck—Parker—” I roll my hips forward, digging my fingers into his chest. Some part of me just needs to claim the man who said he was going to be my Alpha a week ago, a way to show everyone that this man is mine.
“I got you, baby,” he rasps, hands gripping my hips. “I’m not going anywhere.”
I rock down hard, taking every inch. “You’re so stupid if you think anyone is getting that dinner except for me.
” My gaze moves from his face to his neck, need pouring through me as I bend down and bite directly into his skin.
Fox arches into me before running his hands up and down my sides. “Mine,” I murmur against his skin.
The mark won’t stay, but it will bruise, and hopefully it’ll still be visible during the auction.
Arlo laughs, crawling up beside me. “Yeah, our Alpha is a little stupid, isn’t he?”
Fox flips us suddenly, pinning me on my back and driving into me in deep, punishing strokes. He jackhammers hard, the wet slap of skin echoing in the small room. I cry out, nails digging into his shoulders as he fucks me open.
A wicked, hungry grin splits across Arlo’s face as he moves to kneel behind Fox. I hear the cap of lube snap open, my eyes widening as I twist to see two of Arlo’s fingers disappearing, most definitely into Fox’s ass while Fox keeps railing me.
Fox’s movements stutter, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as my back bows off my nest in surprise.
“Maybe it’s time for him to get a little fucked, yeah?” Arlo murmurs.
Fox moans, the sound broken and gorgeous.
Arlo lines up and pushes inside him in one smooth thrust, the force driving Fox even deeper into me.
I sob at the overwhelming fullness, Fox’s thick cock stretching my pussy while Arlo fucks him from behind, the rhythm turning into a mixture of brutality and perfection.
Fox’s knot starts to swell, locking us together as I come hard around him, clenching, vision whiting out. His hands move to either side of my head, his fingers whitening as they curl into the blankets. I stare in awe as his face scrunches up.
“Is he knotting you?” I push out, a whine following as Fox rocks deeper into me, his knot thickening just a bit more. He releases his full load inside of me, my pussy clenching around him.
“Yeah—fuck, shit, I always forget how big he is,” Fox groans as Arlo keeps thrusting, driving the knot impossibly deeper. “Fuck, Arlo—”
Arlo kisses the back of Fox’s neck, teeth grazing his skin. I stare at the bitemark just an inch away, wondering if they’ll ever put their marks on me. “That’s what you get for not telling us. Shit—I’m gonna come—”
Arlo slams deep inside of Fox and spills with a low groan. He stays buried for a long moment, breathing hard against Fox’s skin, then slowly pulls out. Cum drips down Fox’s thighs as Arlo flops to the side.
Fox moves carefully, rolling us onto our sides so I’m tucked safely between them, his knot swelling further to make up for the loss of space, deep inside me. I’m shaking, oversensitive, but so full and claimed I can barely think.
“No more heroics, okay?” I whisper, voice hoarse.
Arlo grins against my hair, pressing a kiss to my temple. “And Fox? Charge your damn phone.”
Fox huffs a tired laugh, nuzzling the back of my neck, his hand sliding up to rest lightly on my throat. “Deal.”
I melt between them, their scents wrapped around me like a promise, and let the storm outside rage while everything inside my nest finally feels right again.
Well, mostly. Now, I have to come up with the money to bid on my Alpha boyfriend so that the only person having dinner with him after the auction is me.