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A laugh escapes me.
Okay…
I knock on the door, but don’t hear anything. Frowning, I turn the handle, expecting it to be locked—maybe Archer isn’t in yet—and it swings inwardly.
I take a step inside, opening my mouth to call out a greeting, at the same time wondering if now is a good time to turn tail and run before I make a huge fool of myself…
… and my only incongruous thought at the sight greeting me is that I was wrong.
The McGraw Pack isn’t into wood whittling.
They are into wood, though.
Oh, yeah.
And their hobby seems to be… sex.
Holy shitballs. I stare at the scene before me, my body reacting before my conscious brain has a chance of playing catch-up, my dick rising to attention, my ass slicking up.
Whew, is it getting hot in here? Because… there’s Roman sitting on the desk, legs spread, Kyrian between them, giving him head—while Roman is giving head to Archer who is standing beside him.
Dammit, this threesome is scorching.
Kyrian’s grip on Roman’s spread legs is possessive, the way he’s devouring Roman’s cock is hungry and aggressive. Archer has his hand fisted in Roman’s hair, pulling his head back, fucking his mouth, and the look of satisfaction on that square-jawed face is doing things to me.
All this is doing things to me, dammit, getting me hard as a rock. I like my girls slight and soft, my guys big and hard. I’m an omega; it’s wired in my nature, I guess.
These guys are exactly what nature prescribed.
Sounds filter through my dazed brain—slurping and grunting and groaning, bass, male sounds of excitement and pleasure, and I find my hand drifting down to my cock.
I don’t know what I’m doing. This is insane. I’m not a voyeur, and I don’t do illicit things like watch a pack get off in an office at the back of a bar, when they haven’t noticed me there.
Illicit and wrong.
And so damn arousing. Inside my pants, my fingers close around the hot length of my dick, and a shiver of pleasure rocks me. Roman is groaning louder now around Archer’s cock, shaking on the desk. I think he’s about to come in Kyrian’s mouth, and in response my cock twitches and leaks.
My legs feel unsteady. I have to brace a hand on the wall by the door as I work my cock. Squeeze and twist and pull, and my balls are tightening.
This is… Watching Archer fuck Roman’s face harder, while Roman shudders through his release, is doing me in. I imagine myself in Roman’s place, giving and receiving pleasure, using a hot mouth to get off and being used at the same time, and I have to swallow a moan.
Eventually, Kyrian stands up, partly shielding the other two, wiping at this mouth with the back of his hand, his other hand going to the bulge at his crotch.
“Fuck,” Archer is muttering, “take it deeper, that’s it. Swallow it down, Ro. I want to see you choking on my cock. Yeah, that’s it, yeah…”
Roman moans.
Archer grunts, his movements growing jerky. Kyrian is stroking himself, one hand on Roman’s shoulder.
Hot. So fucking hot.
Oh fuck. I’m coming, my cock jerking inside my pants, my breath catching in my throat. Heat spills over my fingers, and my entire body clenches with my release.
Shit…
Suddenly I become aware of them looking my way. I must have made a sound, after all. And…
Pulling my hand out of my pants, I spin around and all but run out the door, my face on fire.
