Page 18 of As The Shifter World Turns

“Enough of the throbbing and purring,” Daire said through a broad smirk. My eyes flicked toward him as he paused and let the words hover in the air. “I’ve got beer.”

Kill me now!

He handed cold bottles to everyone as Ryder stood up. “I’ve got an announcement.”

Micah and Daire groaned, but I wanted to hug Ryder for taking the attention off my crotch.

“Kellan and I are thinking about getting back together,” Ryder informed us.

“Oh man! Why do you do this to yourself?” Micah’s outburst drew Ryder’s brows together.

“And you care because?” Ryder snapped back.

“Well, let me think about it. Oh, I’ve got it. Because I like you, you freaking idiot. And I hate that you’ve had your heart broken.”

This wasn't a conversation I could join, so I listened to the back and forth between Ryder and Micah while crossing and uncrossing my legs. No matter what I did, my erection was painful, and I winced as I tried to get comfortable.

“None of us is perfect, Micah,” Ryder said. “Just because Kellan…”

Daire interjected. “He stuck his dick into anything that moved.” He shrugged as annoyance clouded Ryder’s face. “Just saying.”

“You have no proof of that,” Ryder argued.

“I have eyes,” Daire continued.

“You’d need to call the exterminators for his cock before you let it inside you,” Micah spat out.

Everyone grimaced. Even my wolf wasEwww! And Neil protested, “Thanks for that Micah. Now my dinner wants to reappear.”

Daire raised a brow and shared a glance with Ryder. My mind went over what Micah had said. He was an alpha and so was Ryder, and he was talking about an omega’s dick being put… Oh, ohhh! I took a swig of my beer as my thoughts raced. Damn that unicorn shifter. The idea that he was comfortable being fucked by an omega had me adjusting my dick yet again and wishing I’d worn sweats, not jeans.

I’d never had sex with an alpha who was comfortable enough to do the whole role reversal thing. And he’d said it so matter-of-factly.

Hot, my wolf panted.

He spoke the truth. Sweat trickled down my spine as slick coated my ass.

“You deserve so much better, Ryder,” Ivor said.

Daire slapped the stag shifter on the back. “He’s right. You do.”

“You wanna hear some home truths?” Micah asked.

“No!” everyone but me shouted. My mind was occupied by a vision of me slapping Micah’s ass before sliding my length into his tight hole and him yelling, “Fuck me, Archer.”

“Well, too late. I’m going to tell you anyway, because as your friend, I care what happens to you,” Micah said. Daire groaned while Ryder took another sip of beer. “You don’t want to admit you fucked up by letting that SOB into your life.”

“But I love him,” Ryder moaned through clenched teeth.

“Okay, enough,” Daire yelled. “You’ve said your piece, Micah, now let’s enjoy our beer and each other’s company.”

A hand patted my shoulder. “I know the idea of leaving is hard, Archer. I can’t say exactly what you’re thinking but your face is telling me you’re conflicted.” Yikes, I couldn’t admit I was picturing me pounding into Micah. And true, I was confused about whether to have Micah on his back or on all fours, his ass shoved high in the air. Maybe both ways. First with him on hands and knees. No, wait, I’d need to see his face as I thrust into him. Then he could fuck me.

Neil rubbed his shoulder against mine, pulling me back to reality. Him consoling me when his problems loomed larger than mine was so touching my eyes filled with tears, and I gave him a peck on the cheek. “I’m fine. Disappointed that we have to leave Sunshine Manor, but there’s no need to worry about me.”

Micah and Daire gravitated to Ryder as Ivor leaned toward me and Neil. “I have an idea,” he said. “What do you think of the… three of us sharing a place?” He was prepared for rejection, his bottom lip trembling.

“I’d love that,” Neil confessed as tears spilled over his cheeks. “Leaving Sunshine Manor and with me doing the work I do, I don’t know where I’d go.”

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