We had a club to build.
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“No, Mom, I told you he’s not ready to meet the family yet.” Rolling my eyes, I pushed open the back door and headed into the house, trying to juggle my keys and the pizza without dropping anything. “Give him some time.”
“But sweetie, you know we just want to—”
“Smother him? Rush him? Force his hand?” The well-intentioned options were endless. “Just give us some time. When we’ve figured everything out, we’ll let you know and then come visit.”
As I headed into the kitchen, Graham looked at the phone and then rolled his eyes as he grabbed the still-steaming box from me.
“I have to let you go, but I’ll call you later this week.” After a rambling goodbye where she tried again to get me to pin down a date she could meet Jonah, I finally got off the phone. Graham was grinning like he thought it was hilarious, but I didn’t find it so funny.
“You just had to tell my mother you were having lunch with Jonah.” That call was all his fault.
Graham shrugged, not looking guilty at all. “How was I supposed to know you’d told her about him? I made a casual comment about going out to lunch with a friend. You should have told me you’d mentioned Jonah.”
Oh no.
Setting my keys and phone on the counter beside him, I wrapped my arms around him and pinned Graham to my chest. “Yeah, if you’d been listening this morning when I was talking to you then you’d have heard me tell you that already. She started questioning me the other day after she said I sounded too happy. The nut has ESP or something. It was the exact same conversation we had the first time I came home talking about meeting you for the first time.”
Now he was starting to look guilty. “Jonah was texting me.”
“That phone call was all your fault. I had her thinking I was just flirting with someone and you went and busted me. If my family descends like a plague of locusts, it’s going to be your fault and I’m going to take all that frustration out on your sexy ass.” He was going to owe me big time.
A giggle from behind had me turning to see Jonah leaning against the doorframe that led to the living room. “That’s an interesting threat.”
I tightened my grip on a grinning Graham and shifted to pin him against the counter. “And I distinctly remember you telling me that Jonah had plans. That’s why I was picking up a pizza, because you said you didn’t want to cook since I was getting home late.”
I was beginning to smell a setup.
Jonah slid up behind me and plastered himself to my back. “Change of plans. But feel free to show me exactly what you mean by that very interesting threat.”
I arched back my ass and rubbed against his hardening dick. “So you want to see me fuck Graham?”
They groaned at the same time, one head hitting my chest and the other my back. They were so funny. “I think that was a yes.”
From both of them.
It looked like my plans for the night were not going to include cleaning out the fridge like I’d thought they would. “Before we get to that portion of the evening, gentlemen, I’m going to need to be fed first.”
Jonah giggled again, but he rocked his hips forward, rubbing his cock against me. “Yes, food for the alpha who’s going to need his energy.”
“From the way you’re grinding against me, it feels like you’re hoping to use some energy too.” I grinned when Jonah froze. It was Graham’s turn to chuckle.
“I think he wasn’t listening the other night when you said you liked to get fucked.” Graham straightened and looked over my shoulder to a still very quiet Jonah. “Maybe he needs to learn his lesson too.”
So many fun possibilities.
But first, we had to figure out why he was so shocked. I thought we’d talked about the different ways Graham and I had made love. Maybe he’d been too far gone mentally by the time we’d gotten to that part of the conversation?
I gave Graham a quick kiss and released him, slowly turning until I could wrap my arms around Jonah. Graham moved so he was pressed against Jonah’s back, taking the opportunity to kiss his neck before I started talking. “What’s wrong, blue eyes? We don’t have to do that if you don’t want to. Everyone likes different things and—”
Jonah finally lifted his head, leaning back against Graham as he interrupted. “But I’m an omega.”
“And I’m an alpha—but we already knew that.” I was starting to get the picture, but I wanted to hear him say it first.
“Omegas don’t do that to alphas.” He sounded so sure of that fact it made my heart hurt.
