Page 70 of Beg for It

“I know, okay. Look, I didn’t keep this from you for shits and giggles. Things between the four of us have been, well, complicated. Cam wanted to tell you when he felt like it. Things are still new between us all. Do you think he’s at the point where we all sit down and hold hands, spilling secrets?"

“He does with you,” I say through gritted teeth. I’m jealous. I’m jealous that Lee and Cam have this bond. I want that with him.

“Yeah he does. And soon, with time he will have that with you and River. You know this Brooks.”

“Fine. Okay, fine, you're right.” I sigh. “I just… fuck. He really tried to kill himself?” My stomach rolls at the thought.

“He did. But he’s okay now. Thanks to Beckham.”

“Wait, what?” I frown.

“I’ll tell you about it later. I love you."

“Love you too. You're still in deep shit and don’t think we’re letting you get off that easy. Also, I meant what I said before, have our little beta prepped and ready for me because I’m not holding back Lee. Let him know that.”

“I will,” he chuckles. “Boy, it’s going to be an interesting night isn’t it?”

“You have no fucking idea.”

CHAPTERFIFTEEN

BROOKS

My heart pounds in my chest, legs pumping as I run. Eyes flicking to the side, I see Rico open. Cocking my arm back, I toss him the ball just as the other team tackles me to the ground. I go down with a grunt as a few guys pile on top of me. I lay there for a moment, there’s nothing else I can do at this point. We’re down to the last few seconds.

Catching my breath, I wait and listen.

As the whole crowd goes wild, that's when I push my way free and see my team running towards the center.

“Fuck yeah!” I shout, jumping to my feet. I jump over one of the other side’s players before rushing to my team.

We won. We fucking won. Just like I knew we would.

I’m pumped. It feels like pure adrenaline is rushing through my veins. I’m practically vibrating as we all huddle together, celebrating our win.

With a massive grin on my face, I look out to the crowd and spot Lee. He’s standing, hands cupped over his mouth and cheering.

Next to him, River stands, clapping his hands above his head, cheering along too. But what has my blood pumping into overdrive, my cock thickening as it strains against my pants, is Camden.

He’s decked out head to toe in our school colors. But what has me fucking feral is the jersey he’s wearing. The one with my number on it.

The people in the stands start to clear out. Friends and family stay behind to congratulate the team.

The guys make their way down the stands, coming over to me.

“Congratulations.” River hugs me, then Lee.

Holding him close, I whisper in his ear. “Text me when the changing room is cleared out.”

Pulling back, I look him in the eye. He grins from ear to ear. “You got it, Alpha,” he winks.

With a nod, I turn to Camden. He goes to say something, but I grab the back of his head and crash my mouth down to his.

His taste explodes against my tongue as I slide mine in and over his, swallowing his whimper as it makes my cock twitch.

Breaking the kiss, he looks up at me, dazed. I grin then bend down, tossing him over my shoulder.

“What the hell Brooks!” he shouts.