Page 63 of Brandy Snap: Part One

Maybe I could find a way to be casual about it, to just slide it into the conversation.

Hey, Kai, I know you tried to choke me to death, but could you actually help me figure out what’s happening with my body? Because even though my heat is over, I feel like I’m going to explode.

“Melanie has agreed to our original offer,” Sin told him.

A harsh laugh snapped from Kai, but it was quickly drowned out by another voice I’d been longing for.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing? We told you to stay away.” Caspian’s deep bass filled my ear, and I sighed. My back curved, pressing my breasts outwards like he was there with me. My newly awakened omega instincts quivering at the idea of all three of them surrounding me, sending desire flowing through me.

“Yet, I did not,” Sin followed up, and my heart clenched at his admission. At least one of them didn’t hate me for everything that had happened.

“How dare you fucking contact us after all the shit you’ve put us through?” Kai growled.

Part of me didn’t want him to be angry, but the other part, the one that came alive while Kai was thrusting into me and Sin was touching me so sweetly? That part wanted his fury.

“Kai,” Sin said softly. “You can’t be angry when you originally suggested it.”

“You did?” I asked, my nails digging into muscle.

“Yeah, but that was before I knew what a fucking shitshow you’d cause by biting me.”

“Are you blaming me for that? Because you’re the one who was crying out and coming as I sank my teeth into you.”

A low chuckle sounded from Caspian, but it stopped instantly, like he’d caught himself and realised what he was doing.

Kai sucked in a harsh breath before he laughed sharply again. “I did, didn’t I? I fucking did, but that didn’t mean I actually wanted a fucking bond.”

“So, it’s my fault you kept talking about how deeply you wanted to bury yourself in my pussy? That you were thrusting into me as hard as you could while shoving your hand over my mouth?”

And the silence came again, but this time a small smile rode my lips, because I felt like I’d got them. Years and years of alphaporn were finally paying off, even though I’d hunched my shoulders up to my ears as I hid the tension in my voice.

I didn’t know how people could speak like that without blushing crazily.

A snarl tore down the phone. “Are you fucking—” But Sin cleared his throat, shutting Kai up instantly.

“Anyway,” Sin continued. “If you really want to accept our offer, then there are things we must organise. We will need a credible backstory, as I know our parents won’t receive the news of your employer quite so well.”

“Previous employer,” I replied coldly.

“Excuse me?”

“Previous employer. Because they found out I’m an omega and I was fired. Why do you think I’m calling you?”

I wasn’t exactly going to admit I’d been dumb enough to tell my manager-slash-friend in the heat of the moment. But there must have been some reason the Spa manager was searching for me, and Lucielle already said I’d been sent there like they thought. I just didn’t know about the full story.

“Because you’re still craving our cocks?” Kai bit back, a low growl rumbling his throat.

I wasn’t going to answer that. If I really told him how desperately I’d been longing for him, I was sure he’d make fun of me. It felt easier to be vulnerable with Sin because he’d been so gentle with me before.

“No. I have other reasons for calling,” I insisted, even though my body lit up with every single word they said.

“Right, whatever. Look, it’s only two days until this stupid party, so I’ll have to send someone over to get you measured.” I could hear his scowl so clearly.

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

“Are you fucking joking? I could tell just from looking at you that you’re not going to spend more than two hundred on a dress. I’d be surprised if you even had anything appropriate to wear.”

“I have dresses nice enough for a party like yours,” I said. Though, really, the only dresses I had were Mum’s from when she was my age, and I could barely squeeze into them. I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d had money to afford a fancy dress.

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