She’s perfect. Our sweet beta.
But she deserves more than just being the helper. She deserves to be wanted. Worshipped.
Chosen.
And I plan to show her exactly what that means.
“Mmmm, beta,” Ava moans, her voice honey-thick with need. She twists, reaching back to pull Emily’s face over her shoulder and into a messy, desperate kiss.
It’s an awkward angle, Ava’s body still pressed to mine, hips grinding against my hand as she fumbles to turn toward Em. But it’s also achingly beautiful. The way they crave each other. The way they lose themselves in one another, like nothing else matters. It’s raw. Wild. Honest.
And it should make me jealous.
It would have, once.
I remember that ugly pit in my stomach watching Kyle kiss someone else during that fucked up heat, like I was just a third wheel in someone else’s fantasy.
But not this time.
Not with Ava rubbing against my hand, her slick coating my fingers as she rocks into my palm like it’s the only thing keeping her sane. Not with Emily’s hand tangled in my hair, using me to ground herself even as she devours our omega with her mouth. Not with Lucas kissing his way across my shoulder, nuzzling the place where my neck meets my collarbone.
No. This time, I’m not outside the circle. I’m right at the center of it.
“Someone better get over here fast, or I won’t be able to keep my promise to obey,” Knox snips from the bed. He’s fisting his cock so hard the veins stand out on his forearm. A masculine sight that has my dick leaking pre-cum over Ava’s perfect feminine skin.
Gently, I take Emily’s chin between two fingers and turn her away from Ava. My omega complains with a whine, but it cuts off when Lucas takes Emily’s place, kissing her. I increase thepressure of my palm between her legs, dipping my middle finger inside to the first knuckle.
“Answer me, Emily.” I look my beta right in the eyes.
Before, she was too nervous to tell me, but now, punch drunk on Ava’s kiss, those nerves are gone, replaced by a playful, satisfied expression.That’s it, baby.
She leans in, presses her forehead to mine, her breath ghosting over my lips. “Declan,” she whispers. That one word, my name, lands like a promise. It tells me she’s not just caught in the moment. She’s choosing it. Choosing us. “I want a cock,” she says, a little breathless. Then, with a cheeky grin that makes my heart slam against my ribs, she adds, “I want Knox’s cock.”
Her cheeks are pink, but her eyes are dancing, teasing me with that spark I’ve been waiting for.
“Looks like you have more than one brat on your hands,” Lucas says with a soft laugh.
I can’t help but smile even as I fight the possessive urge that wants to deny her.
I won’t. I love witnessing all the sexy-as-hell sides of my woman’s blossoming sexuality. Kissing Ava. Asking for what she wants. Looking out for the underdog, making sure everyone’s included.
I should have expected it. But this feels like the real test of how this heat will go. She’s giving me a chance to sort out my shit and share nicely. I won’t fail her.
But my chest still tightens, knowing Emily and Knox have a history, like Kyle and Lori. I know what it’ll cost me if they decide they want something more. My heart stutters, a jolt of territorial fear slicing through the heat and arousal, sharp and cold.
Then Emily kisses me, light and sure and exactly what I need. We agreed to do this together, for one heat. That’s all. And Iwon’t let anyone feel the way I felt all those years ago. I won’t let anyone be forgotten. Even Knox.
“Alright baby, climb over there and take what you want. Ride Knox.” I kiss her one more time before easing back. “Cowgirl style.”
Emily pauses her knee-walk to Knox, glancing over her shoulder and presenting me with a view my dick fucking loves.
“I’ve never done that,” she says, all wide-eyed innocence.
“I know.” Figured their one time was probably fumbling missionary with Knox on top. It’s gonna be so fun showing her a whole new world of possibility. I pull my finger out of Ava, then spin the little omega around, giving her a sharp smack on the ass. “Go show her the ropes.”
Knox settles on his back, smug and grinning, watching Emily with naked hunger. She swings a leg over him, settling on his lap, giving me a perfect view of her gorgeous ass.
Ava curls up behind her and presses a kiss to the curve of Emily’s spine, then another slower one just below it. Emily shivers. Her head tips back slightly, breath catching. Ava’s kisses trail lower. Down the dip of Emily’s spine. Over the small of her back. Lower.
