Page 4 of One Wild Omega

“I thought you wanted this coffee?” came a loud call from the kitchen.

Fitz paused, one hand reaching for the knob. He looked over his shoulder, unsure what to do.

“I mean, if you don’t want it, I’ll drink it. Quinn buys that expensive shit, ya know? It’s top-shelf coffee. But you’re not leaving. You owe me deets, and you’renotgoing anywhere until you tell meeverything.”

Fitz slowly turned around, hesitant. He took a few steps toward the kitchen, the instinct roaring again in him. The kitchen floor suddenly looked very inviting, especially if Tanner was under him. “I wasn’t sure you’d want me to stay… after…you know.”

“What? You think me giving you a handjob allows you to cut and run? Idon’tthink so.” Tanner lifted a mug off the rack on the island and tilted his head slightly. “Coffee or no, I’m still getting my story.Especiallynow. You owe at least that, don’t you think?”

If I stay here any longer I might not be able to control myself.He looked longingly at the door before turning back to see Tanner glaring at him expectantly.

Fitz closed the gap and took the mug dangling from Tanner’s delicate fingers. The same fingers that had brought him to a screaming orgasm minutes before. The same fingers the man had just licked his cum from. Their stares met for a moment, and Fitz felt the aching of his throbbing cock beating even more rapidly—and again his heart sped up a little faster.

What the actual fuck?

“Cream’s in the fridge. Sugar’s in the bowl beside the machine.”

The barest scent of slick hit his nose. As unaffected as Tanner was acting, he was far from it.How wet is he?

He closed his eyes for a couple of seconds, trying to ignore that thought. There was nothing but trouble at the end of that road if things went any farther than they already had. Yet Fitz couldn’t take his stare away from Tanner for more than a moment.

Finally he dragged it away and filled his cup.

“So… Quinn’s at Bellamy’s why? Did they get back together last night?”

Quinn and Bellamy had mated not long before… and almost immediately split. The mating had been of convenience—or so they said—but Fitz felt quite confident there was more to the pair than simple opportunity. Sure, Bellamy was living in the province illegally and had needed citizenship, but Quinn got nothing out of the deal. A man that rich didn’t mate another without gettingsomethingin return. Could it be the rich bastard had a heart after all? “Quinn’s ex may be blackballing Bellamy. A bunch of clients fired him out of the blue—which could ruin him.”

“Fucking Upchuck!” Tanner roared. “Ihatethat asshole.”

“Upchuck?” he asked as he tossed a spoonful of sugar into his cup.

“Charles Macklin. We called him Upchuck in school because being around him made you want to vomit.”

Fitz chuckled some, but it made his head pound. “Please don’t make me laugh right now, especially about vomit. I’m not sure my stomach can handle it.”

Tanner eyed him, something new flickering in the man’s eyes. Fitz didn’t understand what it was… or why it was making his gut hurt even more.

The omega pulled his gaze away. “Assuming Quinn rushed over to save the day? Which he should… but that doesn’t explain whyyou’rehere, sleeping off the gods know how much drink on my brother’s couch.”

“I stopped by Bellamy’s last night to check in on him. He was upset, spilled the beans about Charles—which, by the way, is an assumption. As far as I know, he has no real proof it was Charles who did this.”

“Who else would try and destroy Bellamy? Everyone loves him.” Tanner’s stare lifted to Fitz, an odd look in his eyes.

Bellamy was the one constant between them. Tanner was Bellamy’s close friend and Fitz had been Bellamy’s ‘friends with benefits’. Without Bellamy, neither of them would be within ten feet of one another.

Yet he just gave me a handjob in the bathroom out of nowhere. And I liked it.

“Was it you?” Tanner asked. His voice was low and his frown angry.

“Me?” Tanner’s meaning didn’t hit at first. “Wait… you thinkIdid this to Bellamy? Are you insane?”

“Bellamywasyour lover before he met Quinn. Losing him might’ve made you flip. Maybe you wanted to worm your way back into Bellamy’s bed one way or another.”

“First off, you know as well as I do that Bellamy and I were only friends. Secondly, I don’t even know who Bellamy’s clients are.”Only friends?If Fitz had had his way, they would’ve been more. But Bellamy had been upfront and honest from day one. He only wanted Fitz’s friendship.

The sex had started by accident—when Bellamy’s heat meds had started to fail him. For Bellamy, their nights had been a necessary evil until he could cycle off properly.

It had been more for Fitz—but that was his problem. He’d have to get over it now that Quinn and Bellamy were together.

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