Page 61 of Whatever It Takes

Briar’s begging moans spill through the door. Easton’s half-feral-sounding growls come next.

What the fuck am I doing?

Everything sounds consensual.

Do they even want me bothering them?

Probably not, but if I don’t check that she’s okay, when Keir gets back, he will.

Shoving open the door, I’m greeted with Easton’s feral growl.

Easton and Briar are both on their knees. The little omega has her back to East’s chest, and his massive hand stretches across her neck from behind. Her thighs are soaked in her slick, and I frown as my head tilts.

I don’t think he’s in her pussy.

Easton has nail marks lining his arms, and it looks a little like he lost a fight with a tiger.

“Oh my God, Calder!” Briar’s hazy eyes focus on me, and she waves me forward. “Need you.”

Easton’s face is visible above her shoulder, and he flinches at her words.

I rock on my heels, unsure what I’m supposed to do. I’m wherever she needs me, but I don’t want to have it out with Easton and ruin her wave of heat.

She doesn’t even have a nest, and I don’t want to taint her emotions toward this room, since it’s the only one with an actualbed. Omegas are often overly sensitive during heats and in the weeks leading up to one.

“Well, come on then,” Easton growls. “If Briar hadn’t seriously tried my patience, I wouldn’t be all but knot deep in her ass right now. I’d say she learned a vital lesson. Not all alphas will give in to your demands.”

Briar nods, snaking a hand down to tease her clit. “I learned Easton is a sadist.” She groans. “And I still can’t tell if his piercings feel incredible or are terrible. It’s probably both. If I wasn’t foggy, it would definitely be the latter.”

I lick my lips, studying her heavy tits and the way her waist nips in slightly before flaring to her generous hips.

Goddamn.

She’s so fucking beautiful and way too hot to want me.

Briar whines and goose bumps break out over my skin.

“Now, Christian!” Easton barks, using my first name. It produces a different kind of shiver down my spine. My grandparents are the only people in the world who call me that. And it does not encourage sexy thoughts.

However, the way Briar moans, throwing her head back against East’s chest as he pinches her nipple, does help ground me in the moment.

He’s still got his other hand wrapped around her neck, and the stark contrast between his dark tattoos and her soft skin is kinda hot.

“Get your ass over here, or send Keir in.” Easton locks down his hold on Briar’s middle. He moves to speak against her ear and says, “If you keep clenching around me like that, I’m going to fill your ass. I’ll be dripping out of both your holes before Calder even makes it onto the bed, and you’ll be one very pouty, unsatisfied little omega.”

Briar’s gaze meets mine, seeming almost pleading. I rip off my shirt and work on my belt and jeans as I kick out of my boots.Her perfume is everywhere, and my teeth ache with the same pulse that radiates in my dick. I stumble forward, shake off my jeans and boxer briefs, and peel myself out of my socks before climbing onto the edge of the bed.

“Hi,” she says, smiling brightly.

“Hey, beautiful,” I murmur, unsure where my hands are supposed to go.

Briar’s palms burn my skin when she plants them on my sides. Her fingers dig in, and she pulls me closer until my cock bounces against her lower stomach. “I missed you.”

Her hand wraps around my length, and I try not to let myself wonder if she’s talking to me or my dick.

Could also be my pheromones, I suppose.

She extends up, like she wants a kiss, and her tits hit my chest.

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