Page 91 of In Doubt

Levi’s eyelids start to droop and I drag myself away and back to the kitchen.

I stand under the cooling breeze of the air conditioner for several minutes letting it sweep away the beads of sweat on my brow. Then I return to my work, my lips twitching when I find the spoon the omega had licked clean and the bag of sugar standing open.

When I’ve mixed all the ingredients together, adding several more spoonfuls of sugar to the mousse to cater to Giorgie’s preferences, I grab a clean spoon and carry it through to the bedroom. I can hear Jake and Aiden talking softly in one of the other rooms, but I don’t interrupt them. I’m too keen to return to Giorgie and Levi.

When I open the door, I find the two of them tangled and kissing on the bed, Giorgie’s golden arms wrapped around Levi’s dark body, her fingers combing through the strands of his long hair.

Perhaps I ought to turn around and give them some privacy. But they’re even more beautiful like this, like a painting. Except this is no still life, there is movement and sound and smell. The sweet, sweet aroma of Giorgie in heat.

I lick my lips as if I can taste it and step through into the richly bathed air.

Levi hears me, and pulls back, Giorgie chasing his lips with a whimper.

“You left her all wet and messy for me, mate,” he tells me, his fingers lost between her thighs. He drags them from her and her whimpers turn to a cry. His digits glisten with the mixture of my come and her slick and he tells her to take a lick, before plunging them into his mouth and sucking them clean.

“I have something more fulfilling for you to eat,” I say to Giorgie, holding up the bowl.

“Nothing could be more fulfilling than that,” Levi says with his eyes closed.

But Giorgie spies what I have. “The mousse?” That wide smile curves her cheeks.

“Yep.”

I offer the bowl to Levi.

“Aren’t you going to join us?” he asks, taking it from me.

I shake my head and drop into the arm chair positioned at the other side of the room. “Not yet.”

“More games?” Giorgie asks and I tap the side of my nose.

Giorgie examines me for a moment, then her attention is captured by the mousse. She goes to dip her finger in the chocolate mixture, but Levi swipes the bowl away at the last moment.

“Uh-uh, Sweetness. I’m going to feed you.”

“I can feed myself.”

“Yes, but this will be more fun. Trust me.” He winks, before gently rolling her onto her back and scooping out a spoonful of the mousse from the bowl. “Let’s see. One spoonful for you …” He motions with the spoon above her mouth and she parts her lips. He dips the spoon between them, their gaze locked on each other the whole time. She moans as the flavours hit her tongue and my chest swells with pride. Maybe my cooking isn’t so bad after all.

She sucks every scrap from the spoon and then Levi dips it back in the mousse for more.

“And one for me ...” He pauses with the spoon in front of his mouth, then drops the spoon to hover above the Omega’s chest.

“Alpha?” she asks.

He winks again, then drizzles the mousses over her breasts, the cool foam making her squeal.

“Wh–”

Before she can finish, Levi bends over her, his tongue following the pattern of the spoon, licking away every molecule of the mousse from her body. He lingers at her nipples, and the sight of him with the peak between his teeth has my cock hardening.

I like porn as much as the next man, but it pales in comparison to this. This is real, their scents, their moans, the movements of their bodies all portraying how much they want each other. It’s dizzying to watch and I dip my hand beneath my boxers and take my cock in hand, stroking along the shaft as I watch Levi feed Giorgie another mouthful before drizzling more mousse down her navel.

He grips her hips and weaves his tongue languidly down her stomach. Her breaths come in little pants and she parts her legs for him, everything glistening with rich slick between.

“You’re so beautiful, little Plaything,” I whisper. “So wet and welcoming.”

“She is,” Levi agrees, “and she tastes better than your cooking, mate.”