Page 74 of Brandy Snap: Part Two
I was already peeking at the doors on either side of the living room, wondering which way I should drag her.
Her heart clenched, echoing in my body as she met Sin’s heavy stare. He held a picture frame, and the way she lookedat it before dropping her gaze to her feet said they’d shared yet another thing I’d missed out on.
I had to make sure I was involved in everything she did from now on.
I wasn’t letting my omega out of my sight, and I needed Sin and Cas to feel that way, too.
She led me across to where Sin stood, and he gently handed over the picture frame as she gave him a wan smile.
At least his love language was decision-making and soft touches. Unlike Cas, who thought the best way to someone’s heart was beating the shit out of people.
Which totally worked on me, but I didn’t think Brandy would see it as courting.
“If you could take care of the last of the books, that would be amazing,” she said as she handed me an empty box.
The moment she let go of my hand, I missed her. It was hard not to jump on her and pull her back to me, so, instead, I sent her a buzz of all the horniness and love to help sweep away her sadness.
“Are you sure I can touch your stuff?” I asked without really thinking about it. We were in her nest, and it was basic courtesy to ask, even though Sin was already all over it.
But I swear if she said no, my anxiety was going to flare up because Sin got preferential treatment.
“It’s sort of a bit late to ask, isn’t it?” she said, glancing at Sin before she gave me a smile. She returned my rush of emotion with her own love, which totally floored me.
It was like she was confirming I really was her mate, and she trusted me enough to let me rootle through her things by myself.
“Alright, but we’ll get you set up as soon as we get back. You can have a room in the house, wherever the fuck you want, as long as you’re close to me.” I didn’t care what Cas said. We had to make her feel at home.
It was kind of weird how okay I was with saying absolutely cringey shit like that out loud, but I wasn’t holding back. We’d said our pieces; she’d told me she was mine. I got over my anxiety spiral of working and texting her. So there was nothing else to do except keep showing her how much I meant it when I said I’d be good for her.
She was already so insanely horny that her pussy was fucking pulsing, and I could feel every throb through our bond. Every single look we gave her caused a new throb, and I felt like a fucking God.
And Sin couldn’t feel how fired up she was—that was all for me.
“We’ll get you home, get you comfy, and then maybe we can take care of that horny pussy of yours,” I said, my lips spreading into a grin.
The distraction worked, and she looked at me with wide eyes. “What kind of care were you thinking?”
I cupped her chin, pressing my thumb to her bottom lip, and dragged it open.
“Well, first of all, I can’t wait to fuck up this mouth.”
Wickedness flashed across her face, and desire exploded through our bond, sending me reeling. Pleasure rushed to my head, and a shudder raced through us both, and I laughed.
Yeah, if Cas thought he was ever going to escape from this, he was fucking dreaming.
Melanie
I’d settled down now that Kai and Sin were here. It was far more relaxing being around them both, but the problem wasthat Kai was permanently horny, and it set me and Sin off as well.
They also kept throwing each other looks, so I imagined something was happening with Caspian, but I didn’t want to ask.
I’d been there when he attacked the Hiscoxes, and he had the same kind of expression when he left my nest, so I could imagine what might be going on.
I was still adjusting to feeling all of Kai’s physical sensations. And not just tugs and pushes of energy from him through the bond.
Like when he picked up a book from the top shelf of my bookcase, and I could feel the weight of it in my hands. It was hard to focus on bending over to place the photos of my family into a simple brown box when the same movements were echoing from Kai in my body, but we were out of sync.
I suddenly jumped as a laugh burst from him and whipped through me.
