Page 82 of Talk About… Rivalry

She tried to start cleaning up but Leo stopped her. He wrapped his hand around hers, leading her away.

“Come on, let’s go get settled upstairs.”

She didn’t protest this time. Her eyes sought each of us out, offering a cute, little smile before following him up the stairs.

“I’m going to go finish that plumbing. I’m too close to give up now,” Maverick said. He paused in the doorway. “Thanks for dinner.” Then he was gone in true Maverick style.

“And then there were two, I teased,” looking at Taylor. He grinned up at me, not shying away. His dimples deepened even as his cheeks flamed red. He was gorgeous when he blushed and I couldn’t help but wonder how far that flush spread.

We were side by side as we washed the dishes and dried them, putting everything away where it belonged. Every time our arms or hips bumped into each other, the tension intensified.

By the time he tossed his towel down, he was practically panting with need. I’d been hard for the last thirty minutes.

“Is that invitation still open?” he questioned.

“Always,” I promised.

“If you don’t take me upstairs and fuck me right now, alpha, I’m going to lose my goddamn mind. Being around her and notable to touch her drives me wild. Then every look you give me, every flirty, commanding word, makes me even more wet.”

Sweet, innocent looking Taylor had a dirty mouth it seemed. The shock wore off quickly before I let out a growl, throwing him over my shoulder.

The scent of his slick intensified at me manhandling him. It only made that pineapple sweetness of his overtake the earthy scent of sage.

He yelped as I landed a smack on his ass, moaning quietly as I soothed it with my palm. Heat seeped through his jeans and I was the one biting back a groan this time.

I carried him straight up to his bedroom and locked the door behind us.

When I dropped him to his feet, his chest was heaving and his pretty blue eyes were blown with lust.

“Take your clothes off for me, Taylor,” I demanded.

“Yes, alpha.” His breathy whisper sent a jolt of electricity straight down my spine.

My eyes clocked every movement as he started to unbutton his shirt, slowly shoving it over his shoulders, and letting it fall to the ground. It revealed his toned chest. There was still a softness to him but I could see the defined muscles underneath. Freckles dotted his abdomen and I wanted to place a kiss on every single one.

He didn’t waste time moving on to his pants, popping the button of his jeans before shoving them and his boxers down and kicking them to the side.

Now his scent was even more intense and I let out a low groan as I breathed in that sweetness.

“You’re wet for me, aren’t you, omega?” I asked. My voice was pure gravel and he shivered before answering.

“Yes,” he confirmed, turning around so I could see the slick glistening down his thighs.

“I’m going to taste you now. Tell me you want this.”

“I want this,” he said, bending over and spreading his legs to give me access.

Fuck, he was so needy for me.

Mine.

I dropped to my knees behind him. He whimpered as my hands ran down his thighs before coming back up again. Goosebumps erupted on his pale skin and I ached to know how gorgeous it would look flushed as I fucked him senseless.

My hands grazed even lower, slick glistening against his pale skin.

“So fucking perfect.”

His ass was gorgeous and rounded. I gave him a squeeze before parting him further.

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