“You know you love my asshole, but it’s yours that needs some attention right now.” He had that sound in his voice that said I was going to end up bent over the couch again.
“You…” I completely lost my train of thought when his hands reached down and cupped my ass, pinning me against him. “I…”
“You need to just admit it.” His hands started kneading my cheeks, using the motion to rub my cock against his like I was humping him. “I saw how you were looking at him last week when you were going over the new plans. When I walked by your office, he was bent over the table with that incredible ass sticking out and you were nearly drooling. The pheromones in your office were so thick I could almost see them.”
Damn him.
“No idea—” Russ’s hands tightened, digging into my cheeks as he shook his head.
“You can lie to yourself, but not to me.” His grip gentled, but the flash of pain had me right on the edge of coming. I might not like pain as much as he did, but he still knew how to push every button I had. “I bet you were imagining shoving his pants down and feasting on that ass. He makes the sexiest little noises when he’s looking over the plans. I bet he’d make even hotter ones when he’s touched.”
He tugged my pants down quickly, almost as if Russ was living out the fantasy with me. The rough feeling of his jeans against my dick and his hands spread out over my ass had me moaning against his lips as he kissed me again.
When his fingers skimmed my hole, I shook and started grinding my cock against him. The coarse fabric was almost too much, but his touch kept me distracted. One thick digit caressed back and forth over my clenched hole, making me squirm against him.
I was too tight and too dry to be fucked, but his finger would feel incredible and he knew it. “Just admit it, baby. Tell me how he smelled. We both know how turned on you make him.”
There was no condemnation in Russ’s voice, no fears about how I felt about him or what would happen between us. “He squirms and gives you these sexy, needy gazes. You know he’s so wet by the time he leaves, he heads right home and jerks off.”
“I…he…” He slid his finger inside me to the first knuckle. It was just enough to make me desperate for more. “We’re professional.”
“But you don’t want to be.” His deep voice was thick with need. “Come on, tell me and I’ll give you what you need.”
“Fucker—” The rest of my frustration was cut off as he started slowly sliding in and out of me. “Yes. Damn it. He smells so needy I almost can’t think.”
Russ chuckled. The wicked sound sent shivers through me. “You were imagining kneeling behind him when he was bent over the other day, weren’t you?”
Knowing that I needed more incentive to confess everything in my head, Russ thrust his finger deep inside me. The sensation had every thought scattering to the wind and it all came tumbling out as he pushed me closer to my orgasm. “Yes. He even arched his ass up at one point and it was all I could do to keep from moaning and touching him. He smells so good and nothing about the club or kink shocks him.”
It must have been enough for Russ because as he kept fucking me harder with his finger, he reached between us and took my dick in his hand. Two long, tight strokes of his hand and cum was exploding out of me. He moaned as he kept up the dueling sensations, gripping the sensitive area over where my knot would form almost painfully.
When it was too much and tipping toward painful, he eased out of me and gentled his touch so he was barely stroking my cock. Holding me tight, Russ kissed along my jaw until I moved my head, giving him my lips again. His kiss was slow and gentle, the heated teasing gone and in its place was all the love I knew he felt for me.
As he pulled back, he pressed one last kiss to my lips. “I love you. No fantasy or omega will ever change that.”
There had never been any doubt about that, but I’d also always been careful not to give him any reason to doubt how much I loved him. “I love you too. But you have to stop this. I shouldn’t be fantasizing about him and neither should you. We’re working for him. That just screams bad idea.”
Russ had always been more stubborn than logical, though. It was one of the reasons I’d fallen in love with him, but it also made me crazy. Scoffing, he shrugged. “Who cares if it’s a bad idea. It’s right and you know it.”
He’d basically said the same thing the first time we’d kissed, so I had to fight to keep from melting. “He’s looking for a Dom, not Doms.”
It was weak and Russ knew it.
Grinning, he shook his head. “Because he doesn’t know it’s an option. You said it yourself. They’ve all had a terrible time finding dominant alphas. Why would he picture two when one seems like he’s chasing unicorns?”
No matter how many times we’d talked about it, I still couldn’t be confident it would work. “I know we’ve had fun with omegas over the years, but you’re talking about telling him. That’s completely different.”
Picking up an adventurous omega at a bar and focusing on him at the same time was one thing, but explaining our relationship to Jonah was something else altogether. We’d never told any omega about us before. Sure, the guys in the crew understood, but they were family and all had their own secrets. An omega wouldn’t understand.
Alphas were tops. Everyone knew that.
Russ kissed my forehead. “It just feels different. When I look at you two together, I don’t see a one-night stand. We always talked about finding an omega to make our family complete. Why are you so scared now?”
Because as kids it hadn’t seemed impossible.
“Because every teasing comment his friends have made has been about searching for dominant alphas who take control.” When Russ got that stubborn look again, I sighed. “I don’t want him to look at us like we’re freaks. I love you and I wouldn’t change our life for anything. But that doesn’t mean I want to open us up to that kind of…I just…”
I was a wuss, but our relationship was one of the biggest taboos in society. Two alphas might be able to justify sharing an omega. It was dirty, but people could turn a blind eye to it under the right circumstances…but making love together and fucking without an omega there?