Chapter 14
Spencer
“Anything?” I called out as the kettle boiled. I didn’t like stepping away from the computer when I knew Flora was alone and vulnerable in that shithole of an apartment, but even I needed to eat, and protein bars weren’t cutting it anymore.
As I poured the steaming water into the ramen cup, Bear called out loudly, “Nothing has happened since you checked three minutes ago.”
Carrying my ramen with a fork holding down the lid, I walked back to my desk, my laptop open on the security feed, and immediately kicked Bear out of my seat.
He grumbled something about me having something up my ass, but I wasn’t interested.
And yes, I was well aware I was being crabby ever since Chase had decided to take liberties with the omega.
When he had come home, smelling like the best sex possible, I had been insanely angry, and it had taken everything in me not to punch him.
I forced the thought away but was unable to keep myself from glaring over my shoulder at the asshole who was currently on the couch with the TV on, playing some inane nonsense.
Fucker.
He knew we were supposed to watch and watch alone, and yet there he was, fucking Flora on her bed with a damn smirk, facing the camera. I swear, if he wasn’t part of my pack, I’d have ripped the guy a new asshole. Hell, I was still thinking about doing it.
“I can feel you glaring at me from over here, Spence.”
Quickly, I shifted around in my chair and focused on the screen, taking the lid off my ramen now that the noodles were likely cooked.
After checking them, and absolutely not saying a single word back to Chase, I twirled the long noodles around my fork and blew the steam away, looking at Flora in her nest as she snuggled into the plethora of fruit-shaped pillows and fluffy fabric.
I still burned my tongue on the soup, but whatever, I was too hungry to care.
“Is she up to anything?” Chase called out, and I clenched my jaw, part of me tempted to tell him that she was writing how much she hated him in a journal.
But that was an empty threat. I couldn’t tell what she’d written in a journal with the camera’s resolution, and that “enhanced” bullshit was just that: bullshit.
I had ordered some high-definition cameras and had every intention of replacing the ones that were already installed at the first opportunity.
Instead, I settled for ignoring him, which was what I’d been doing since the other day.
He’d broken a critical rule, after all. I’d said hands-off.
Not dicks in.
Maybe it was hypocritical, especially after what she and I did in the library, but when it came to Flora, I lost all rational thought.
I was going to keep her safe and stay very close to her.
I nibbled on the scalding-hot noodles with the laptop open and was just scraping the last few dregs from the bottom when Flora set the book she’d been reading aside and stretched out in her nest. I was going to go to the kitchen and get rid of my trash, but something kept me stuck in the chair, and I couldn’t pinpoint what.
So, I watched her lie on her back, her eyes rolling closed as she started to fiddle with the buttons on her cardigan.
Before I could understand what she was doing, the thing was open, the two halves of fabric falling to the side.
I didn’t have the volume on. I usually didn’t when I was observing the feed for any sign of trouble, but I reached for it now, turning it up a notch or two.
“Mmmm.”
Flora was moaning. It was quiet, but there was no mistaking that sound, not after hearing it so much the other day. What the hell was I watching right now? Flora wasn’t about to—
But my question was answered before I could even finish the thought as the omega reached for her breast on the screen, squeezing as her other hand traveled between her legs.
My mouth went dry, and my cock immediately hardened.
I was frozen in place, eyes glued to the screen as Flora teased herself through her leggings before reaching underneath them, her hand disappearing below the black fabric.
Shit.
This was wrong. I wasn’t supposed to be watching this, but how the fuck was I supposed to pull my eyes away when the most beautiful omega on the planet was putting on a sinful show that went straight to my primal brain?
“You okay, dude? You went white as a damn sheet.” Bear sounded distant, in another galaxy, but concern bled through his voice as I processed the sound of his footsteps. “Is she okay?!”
I didn’t answer. I was supposed to answer. Tell him everything was fine, get the guy to leave so I could take the laptop into my room and watch—
Dammit, what the hell was I doing?
But it was too late. Bear was already rushing up to my side, and his worried stare went straight to the screen.
The one that showed just how not in trouble Flora was.
“Wait a minute. Is she—oh, fuck.”
Yup, Bear was in the same predicament as me.
And now it was all the worse because Flora’s hips were rocking up and down, and she was pinching her nipple with the hand that wasn’t stuffed down her pants.
Her labored breaths and little whimpers sounded through the laptop speakers, so quiet and yet screaming in my ears like repetitive explosions.
“I don’t think we’re supposed to…” Bear’s words drifted off, and I could smell his scent flare next to me, dimly aware that mine was also likely going nuts.
Hell, if the throbbing ache in my knot was anything to go by, the tiny corner where we had the desk set up was about to start reeking like alphas ready to fuck.
Because that’s precisely what we both wanted to be doing right now, and there was no use denying it.
Bear and I hadn’t had alone time with Flora like Chase had, but we’d both been around her, next to her, and I knew Bear was even more prone to obsessing over her than I was. Ever since she had gone to him for safety, he had been besotted with her.
God, we’re so fucked. How are we this stupid? Just watching her. Just keeping an eye on her. Right.
“No, we’re not,” I finally answered him.
But neither of us was closing the laptop or looking away. Neither of us was doing anything but staring at that screen as if our lives depended on it.
Another moan broke through the speakers, and my cock jerked, hitting my zipper and making me clench my molars.
That sound was going to be the death of me.
Flora was too damn spectacular, and watching her pleasure herself.
And though I couldn’t see what her hand was doing, it was driving me right to the edge, and I wasn’t even touching myself.
I’m going to come in my damn pants like a teenager.
“What is up with you two? You’re pinned to the screen like it's a new action movie.”
Chase was walking over, and some primal part of me wanted to growl at him, to tell him to fuck off. He’d already had his opportunity with her. He’d had sex with Flora when we’d all explicitly decided we wouldn’t, and this was for me—and Bear, too, I supposed.
But there was no movement quick enough to keep him from seeing exactly what was going on in Flora’s nest.
“Holy shit. Is she—”
“Yes,” I ground out, and now the three of us were watching as Flora’s shirt hiked up her stomach as she pumped her hips up and down, her hand still hidden underneath her leggings.
The pillows and blankets started to tumble off the edge of her bed as her legs scissored, and another whimper echoed through the speakers, making my entire body thrum with need.
I was desperate to burst through this screen, as if it wasn’t only a two-dimensional picture of what was going on, and get in that nest with her, in the nest with my Flora.
“Should we be looking at this?” Bear’s voice sounded strained, broken as it croaked out of his mouth.
We all knew the answer to that. No. And yet, again, none of us was moving.
“I mean… she’s ours, right? Our omega? Can we finally all admit that? We are all interested in her; we just need to make her like us.”
Chase had a point, and I kind of hated him for it. I was so angry he’d fucked her when we’d talked about how that was a no-go.
No, you’re angry because he got her first. You’re jealous, you dumbass.
My subconscious could be a real dick, but it wasn’t wrong.
I was jealous. Because it was true. Flora was ours.
Mine. We all knew it. Hell, I was pretty sure Flora herself was starting to get to that point.
She didn’t know everything. We were still keeping the cameras from her, and that was a problem, but she’d connected with all of us to a degree.
And that had all happened naturally. Going to Bear for safety, meeting Chase at the club.
“I…” I sighed, grumbling to myself as I discreetly moved my erection so it wasn’t pressing into my zipper. “Yes. We can… admit it.”
“So it can’t be that bad, right?”
None of us answered Chase, but none of us looked away, either. We were all glued to the screen as Flora rose higher and higher into the realms of pleasure. I swore I could sense how close she was to coming, and my cock ached.
“Ugh! Yes, I want to—Ah!”
Her gorgeous, sunny voice melted through all of us, undoubtedly loud where she was, but only this little squeak to us, to the alphas observing her with the volume on low.
The tension boiled over, and the three of us watched as Flora’s hips lifted off the bed and she climaxed. We’d all watched her orgasm.
The room was dead silent, all of us still frozen until, bam! Bear slammed the laptop shut and turned toward Chase and me, his brows pulled down low over his eyes.
“Fuck, umm… We cannot do that again. We… I need to…”
He didn’t finish. Bear just stomped off toward his room, and I had a feeling I knew exactly what he was going to do in there.
Without a word, Chase disappeared down the hall after him, going to his own space, and I knew I was next.
There was no denying what we needed to do right now, or the fact that Bear was right.
We could not do that again.
Even if it had been one of the hottest things I’d ever seen in my life.
Fuck.