“You know what, you’re the insufferable one.”
I huffed and Emmett’s arms came around me, pulling me back against his chest. Glancing up at him in surprise, I leaned into it. He’d been comfortable with cuddling in the bedroom, but outside of it, Em hadn’t touched me much.
The original mission may have fallen to shit, but we were making progress today.
Fuck yeah.
A soft growl broke the silence. “Who got Caspian messy while we were out in the fucking field?” Shan asked darkly, one hand cupping his mate’s crotch.
I chuckled, seeing there was far more mess than I’d left behind. What had Nolan and Ozzy done to him while they’d been healing the gunshot wound?
“Gods, Shan, did you have to announce it?” Caspian asked.
His cheeks were getting steadily darker and he was avoiding eye contact with Nolan and Oswald. Shan noticed too. “I don’t remember telling you that you were allowed to touch my mate,” he said.
The elevator opened and Oswald backed out, closest to the door. “If we’re being technical here, neither of us touched his cock. Freya did, and Nolan took a sip of his blood, that’s all.”
“I want an explanation for what the fuck happened. Cas, did they do anything weird to you?”
Caspian frantically shook his head as we all got out and headed down the hall. “No, no, it wasn’t their fault. You know how I react to things too strongly.”
Em fell back and they spoke among themselves, while I hurried forward to catch up to Oswald and Nolan. I caught them in the living room, and leaned in to whisper in Nolan’s ear. “He wouldn’t have come if you bit his wrist. You purposely bit a more sensitive area… and you say you don’t want to be in the pack. Or is it only me you don’t want?”
I was confident enough that wasn’t the case to tease him with it, but I did have a second of doubt. He did protest vehemently until Emmett had reassured him we didn’t need to be together…
Nolan grabbed my hips suddenly and slammed me up against the wall, making me gasp. “Fuck,” he hissed, his nose pressed into my neck. “You’re the most dangerous one. Do you have any idea what it would do to me if the Omega rejected me? With the Alphas, it’s different. But fuck, if I did anything with you and you turned around and walked away…”
My bond with Ozzy pulsed, the edges of Nolan’s emotions tickling me. I felt dejection and pain. Fear. Had he felt my moment of doubt? It had been stabbing, and if I could feel him, then maybe…
“You could break me, but don’t ever fucking doubt that I want you,” he murmured.
His fangs skimmed my neck as he moved up to press his lips to mine.
I moaned, letting him nick my lip so blood welled up, flavouring our kiss. He was in control, demanding more as his tongue stroked mine. His cock rubbed against my stomach and I squeezed my thighs together, wishing I could grind on him. Nolan had me pinned, though. Both hands on my hips and pressing me back against the wall rougher than even Shan usually handled me.
“About fucking time,” Shan muttered as he walked past.
There were more arousal scents in the air than just mine and Nolan’s, but the world around us faded away as we kissed. Eventually I stopped being passive, pushing back against the grip he had on me, and he responded by holding me tighter. The rubbing of his cock grew more intentional until he was grinding against my stomach. I trailed my hands down from where they’d been clutching his neck and yanked at his pants instead.
“I hate this outfit on you,” I mumbled against his lips, barely stopping the kiss to do so. “I fantasized about you letting me take it off.”
“Why do you hate it?”
He didn’t bat my hands away as I aggressively ripped at the clothing, probably being too rough on his cock as I bared it.
“Bland.”
“I didn’t like it either. Practical, though.”
I stroked him with one hand and fondled his balls with the other. His groan rumbled against me and he moved his lips away from mine, trailing them down my jawline and to my neck. “Fuck yes,” I hissed, tilting my head to the side. “Bite me.”
The second he did, I would come. I was desperate for it. Our audience didn’t help diminish my arousal, though neither of us was paying much attention. Now that I was looking past Nolan, I spotted Oswald perched on the couch staring intently. The other three were out too, but not watching.
They were listening.
Couldn’t avoid that.
I moaned loudly to tease them and Nolan chuckled roughly against my throat.
