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“Does he always boss you around?” Jorge smirks.
I glare at him. “Not always.” I take another sip of the water, finally starting to feel normal again.
“I’ve seen him do it twice now… First in the office, telling you to change into something else, and now with the whole nest thing.”
I grin. “That first one was to get me out of the room. Or would you have liked for me to have joined in when you two wrestled?”
“Wrestled?” Jorge raises an eyebrow, releasing a sliver of his cedar pheromones, which make my mouth water. The guy is delicious, in every aspect.
“I’m pretty sure I didn’t leave Mathew’s shirt crumpled like that, and your pheromones… Oof. That was some strong sexual tension.” I can’t stop the moan at the memory. They smelled so good together.
Jorge crawls over to me, his light blue eyes on me intense. “You like my pheromones?” He releases them again, letting them flow over me.
His voice, his eyes, his scent… If I was wearing underwear, I’d have soaked right through them.
“They’reokay.” I laugh, though my voice is a tad too hoarse to be convincing.
He licks his lips, taking the water bottle from my hands and putting it to the side before he pushes me onto my back. Then he hovers over me, a predatory glint in his eyes. “Just ‘okay’?” His voice is hoarse too as I start perfuming.
“Veryokay.”
“Are you sure?” He looks down between our bodies, his short blond hair catching the light. “Because your body is telling me something very differently.”
I know what my body is telling him. My body’s telling him that I want to get fucked and that he’s very welcome to be the one to fuck me.
With a short growl, I reach up and pull his head closer, crashing our mouths together. I’m reaching my limit here.
I didn’t get an orgasm from Mathew’s tongue earlier because Jorge interrupted our fun time, and now he’s flooding me with his sexy pheromones. He better take responsibility for the state I’m in right now.
He leans into the kiss more, wrapping his arms around me, and then deepens it, slowly exploring my mouth with his tongue as our pheromones flow together. It’s such a heady mix, pushing me even closer to the edge, especially when he sucks on the tip of my tongue for a moment.
Damn…
I break the kiss, taking deep breaths, my head spinning, and he carefully pulls me into a sitting position, putting his forehead to mine.
“Your Alpha’s right. I think you should check out your nesting options.” His hand slides down my side, resting on my hip. “I have no idea if this is because we’re all together right now or if you’re very close to going into heat… But it’s getting very hard to think straight.”
“I don’t want you to think. I want you to make me come.” I tug his hand lower between my legs. “Unless you don’t want to.”
He pulls me into his lap, my legs around his waist, my pussy right over his hard cock. “There’s nothing I’d love to do more right now, my delicious Omega.” He slides his nose over my neck, taking a deep breath, his pheromones flooding out. “But I’m pretty sure this isn’t a good idea.”
He might not have Caleb’s level of self-control, but he’s clinging to his right now.
The scent of wisteria floods over me and Mathew wraps his arms around me from behind, lifting me out of Jorge’s lap. His hard dick is pushing into my back and I rub up against him.
“Let’s find you a nest.” Mathew’s voice is full of need and I turn around.
“No, let’s findusa nest.” I pull his face down, kissing him hard.
Mathew lets out a soft sound, between a moan and a surprised squeak, before he lifts me into his arms, making me wrap my legs around him, and carries me inside.
I love that he’s so tall, that they’re all so tall, they can carry me around like I don’t weigh a thing.
It makes me feel like a princess, which is so much fun when they’re all such sexy princes.
I spot my mated Alpha in the doorway to the office, looking at us with amusement. “Caleb!” I reach for him and he lifts me from Mathew’s arms.
“Yes, sweetheart?” He carries me bridal-style, softly smiling at me.