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“I’m not even at the twenty-four-hour mark of being awake. I’m fine. I would never put your safety at risk just to get my dick wet.” Keir stares straight into my eyes as he speaks.

I didn’t know they made men as sincere as he is, but it’s addicting.

Chapter Twenty

Keir

Briar dives for me as her fingers brush the sticky head of my cock. Her scent explodes in the air. Right, like I already wasn’t tasting honey and coconut just from breathing deeply.

Tugging my hands free of her bottoms, I wrap one around the back of her head as she whimpers against my lips. She jerks me haphazardly and finally gives up, pulling her hand free to work the button and zipper on my jeans.

She huffs but smiles when she gets them undone. “I did it.”

“You sure did.” I lift up to make it easier for her to push my jeans and boxer briefs to my knees.

I’m not expecting her to try to crawl down my body to get my dick in her mouth, and I barely catch her arms in time.

“Bottoms off, pretty girl.” I kiss her cheek.

This is a fucking nightmare.

An omega needs a safe, confined space during their heat. A moving vehicle is never going to feel secure to her instincts. She works on ripping out of Easton’s sweats while I tug my T-shirt off with a hand at the back of my neck.

Hopefully Calder realizes what’s going down back here. We can put off the pharmacy stop until after I help settle her fever.

The naughty little omega stares at my chest with a hungry look that makes my shoulders pull back. I might have fifteen years on her, but she doesn’t seem deterred. She hovers over my thighs, and I give her another tug so she doesn’t sit on my open zipper, since she’s right above where my jeans landed when she pulled them down.

She scrambles up, planting her pussy right over the base of my cock. Slick drips from her core, and I meet her in the middle for a feral kiss that makes my balls tighten.

Briar still has the oversized T-shirt on, but I wish she removed it with the sweats. Then again, it’s probably better we’re not both completely nude, considering the wholemoving vehicle thing.

I tighten my hand in her hair and run the other down her spine while she grinds my dick into my pelvis. She’s so hot, my chest tightens. I’m beginning to think I should have woken her instead of letting her sleep until she roused on her own.

Her nails dig into the side of my neck, and she reaches between us with her free hand.

Briar grunts into my mouth, running her fingers over my sticky crown. Her teeth scrape over my lower lip as she pulls back and moves close to my ear. “I want you so bad.”

“Me too,” I assure her. “Tell me about your suppressants. Did they include your birth control?”

“No, I have an IUD.” She sucks on my earlobe, releasing it with a pop. “And I don’t ever want kids, so try not to dislodge it with your giant dick.”

“I’ll do my best not to.”

Easton scoffs from the middle row, and shortly after, the music turns up.

I’ll thank Calder for that later.

My head whips up, and I find Easton turned around, facing me.

I smirk.

I hope that fucker enjoys the show.

If he was a little more in tune with her needs, they’d be a lot further along in their relationship. We’ve worked together for three months. That’s twelve weeks of getting to know her on a friendly basis. If he had put in the work all along, rather than being his normal cold, dismissive self, he might be here instead of me.

I don’t feel sorry for him,at fucking all.

My fingers dig into the hair at the base of Briar’s skull, pulling her throat to my mouth. I nip and suck as she guides me to her opening.

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