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After a few moments, Vera’s hands start to wander, touching my —by now uncomfortably tight— jeans, but before I can react, Mathew stops her, taking her wrist.
“Let’s not do this outside. We don’t need an audience.” He sounds amused, and the way he slowly rolls his hips against my back is making me even hotter. He’s up for her plan, just not out here. Which... Even if I know it’s going to be a struggle, I’m on board with too.
“We’ve got an audience inside too.” Vera tries to pull her wrist from Mathew’s grip, but stops when he doesn’t let her go. “I feel way more awkward having Jorge, Riley and Caleb in the room with us, while they stitch or knit or whatever they’re up to, listening in on whatever we’re doing, than the chance that one of your guards might accidentally overhear something.”
“What about potentially overseeing what we’re doing?” Mathew pulls Vera’s hand up, kissing her palm, which makes her cheeks go red and her eyes fill with even deeper lust.
“Not exactly my kind of thing.” I squeeze the words out, way too turned on now, and these two aren’t making thinking any easier. Not so much because of their pheromones but because having their clear attention and desire focused on me is heady and exciting.
“Fine. But our only other option is the bathroom.” Vera looks defiant as she steps back, and Mathew lets her go. “And bathrooms aren’t exactly known for being soundproof. Not even yours.”
“The choice is yours, Luca.” The way Mathew says my name, the soft tones, it makes it hard to think clearly. “Bathroom or the bed?”
“Bathroom.” The thought of doing anything sexual with these two is almost too much, but I’m sure they know that from my pheromones alone.
Vera beams as she kisses her fingers and puts them on my mask, directly over my lips. “You take some extra deep breaths, and swap your mask, and then we can get started.”
I blink a few times, my brain trying to catch up to what’s going on, but Mathew already pulls me towards the table with the clean masks and slides the old one off my face.
“Deep breaths.” He smiles softly, excitement sparkling in his eyes.
Without thinking, I do as he asks. Because both of them are down-wind from me and I’m not getting any pheromones from inside, I can breathe deeply without any negative effects.
Then Mathew reaches up and places a clean mask on my face, deftly making sure it’s fitted properly, before he takes my hand and turns to Vera. “I think we’re ready.”
“Let’s go.” She takes my other hand and looks up at me. “Try not to look too awkward as we drag you to the bathroom. The others are used to this.”
The other are...
What?!
Used to what?!
Only then do I realise that to get to the bathroom, they have to drag me halfway through the bedroom. They’re going to drag me, a Beta, past their three Alphas, so that we can have sex in the bathroom.
Which the Alphas will be able to hear...
Now I’m mortified.
That does not sound like a good idea.
But before I can think about it more, Vera has already opened the door and drags me inside, going straight for the bathroom.
My cheeks are bright red as I hear the Alphas’ chuckles and Jorge’s laughing voice moments before the bathroom door closes behind us. “Have fun!”
Vera and Mathew’s laughter bounces off the tiled walls as they catch their breaths, grinning widely, their eyes twinkling as they look at me.
“Where shall we start?” Vera pulls me away from the door, letting me lean against the side of the bath as she holds my hands. “What would you like to do?”
Ehhh... How am I supposed to know that? Especially when both Omegas look at me expectantly. It’s not like I’ve got much experience in this department.
I think they understand how little I know when I keep staring at them, before all three of us burst out laughing at how ridiculous this all is.
“I’ve got an idea.” Mathew kneels in front of me. “If at any point you want to pause or stop, tell us and we’ll stop immediately. Okay?” He looks up at me, his face close to the bulge in my jeans, the piercing in his tongue catching the light as he licks his lips.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, fucking hell.
