Page 42 of Gold Rush
Seth smiles, sucking in a little breath. “Thankyou. That’s the best breakfast I’ve had in years.”
I laugh, choking on the sound and throwing one of my pillows at him as he leaves, pulling the door shut firmly behind him.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
BENNETT
When Arin boughtthe townhouse as our London base, he did it with the intent of every member of the pack having their own space.
However, it quickly became clear there was no point in Seth and Inotsharing a room.
We didn’t start out as roommates in college, but the more classes that overlapped between mine and Seth’s schedule, the closer we naturally became. It only made sense to transition to an apartment together, and then our half-cooked ideas of a liquor business grew legs and suddenly became a sprawling brand with rum and mixed drinks. There’s always a new avenue to go down — and it’seasy— like everything else with Seth.
I don’t regret biting him, especially not when I canfeelin my chest how earnest he is about the omega across the hall.
I love him, but it doesn’t prevent the worry that I’m holding him back from spending time with June — maybe Seth would be happier if hewasn’tburdened by my mark on his throat. Maybe our relationship is shifting again.
Or maybe I’m being a complete idiot and refusing to acknowledge how much I want her too.
I shove another one of Seth’s shirts into the dresser and sigh, hanging my head for a moment. The pile is all expertly folded — courtesy of Theo, as always — but the methodical task of putting our clothes up can only do so much to keep my mind off the memories of last night. Seth’s loud laugh echoes through the hall and I turn, glancing at the door as a burst of excitement andlusthits me in the chest.
We normally keep the bond suppressed — it’s easier than fighting the urge to constantly rip his clothes off — and I’m rocked as the emotions hit me at the same moment thatmybeta comes barreling into the bedroom.
He doesn’t give me time to ask what the fuck is going on before he grabs me by the back of my head and jerks me down, crashing his lips to mine in an attack. The kiss is hot, heady, and heavy, and I groan against his lips, grasping onto him as my tongue darts out, sliding over his lips and into his mouth, tasting the familiar notes of chocolate — but twice as sweet, laced with honey and an herbal tea flavor. He tastes like eating a bar of dark chocolate after drinking a warm mug of green tea.
He tastes like sex. He tastes likeJune.
I jerk back, groaning as I look down at him. “Is that?—?”
Seth gives me a shit-eating grin, licking his lips. “She tastes as good as she smells.”
“Fuck.” I whine and grab him again, kissing him harder. The alpha in the back of my mind is goingferal, everything in me trying to get more of her, more of him, more ofhertasteonhim. It’s the perfect mix, saccharine sweet, unbearable to let go of. It was bad enough last night, slamming into Seth knowing that she wasbehindus, watching the entire thing. I wanted hersobadly it took a concerted effort not to come the second I smelled her arousal.
Her perfume lingered for hours after, stuck in my brain until I ended up with Seth’s hand wrapped around me, then his lips,trying to take the edge off before I charged across the hall and begged her to at least give me a single kiss.
If I’m not careful, I’ll end up in a rut — and that’s the last thing any of us needs. She’s here for her own safety, not to have an alpha out of his mind chasing her down every corner of the house.
But the back and forth might break me.
“I don’t have time.” Seth whispers the words against my mouth as I fumble with his jeans, trying to get them off of him. His hands slide over mine as he kisses me softer. “I’m going out to get what she needs to nest, okay?” He moves his lips to my jaw, making me grunt when he stops my hand from snaking into his boxers. “I really need you and Arin to make sure the nest upstairs is alright for her. I know we never go into it, but she’s going to need it — she needsus, Bennett.”
The words bring me back to Earth as I hold onto him a little tighter. My stupid,impulsivebeta, with the biggest fucking heart known to man, the man that Ilovewith everything in me. “Yes,” I mutter, half hoarse as I kiss his jaw and look down at him, pushing the feeling toward him through our bond.
Seth’s lips twitch, and he slides his hands over my chest, slowly bending at his knees and sinking to the floor. “You might as well use me too, alpha, remind me what you do to betas who fuck around.”
I groan, deep in my throat as I look down at him. His brown eyes twinkle with mischief as I fist my hand in his hair and smash his cheek against the hard length of me, straining against the fabric of my jeans. “Finish what you started, troublemaker.”
His grin is wry as he reaches for the zipper. He has me out in seconds, his tongue sliding over my skin, wrapping his lips around the tip as he braces his hands on my thighs. I growl, throwing my head back as I breathe in and out heavily, trying tokeep my wits about me as instinct takes over, thrusting into his throat to the hilt.
He doesn’t even wince when I pull his hair, or when I mutter curses and chase the feeling of being on the edge, my brain supplying images of him on his knees forher, his mouth onher— and I’m done in record time as I snarl, breathing hard as Seth pulls back and wipes a thumb over his lower lip, patting my thighs.
I tug his head back, my nails scraping his scalp as I raise an eyebrow at him. “Good boy.”
His grin is unabashed. “I know.”
It takesme way too long to get my head back on straight after Seth leaves with a brief kiss that’s softer and gentler compared to the fumbling ten minutes ago. I press my thumb against his throat before he goes, touching the bond mark as I murmur, “I love you.”
The bond hums happily as Seth throws me a little smile. “I love you too.”
