Page 86 of Brandy Snap: Part Two
It was the bond. The fucking bond. The shittiest piece of biology in the world. If there was anything I loved, it was biting Kai and feeling everything he felt. Even the same with Sin. I never said it out loud, but the fucker knew.
And now I could feel her. Like the strands of pleasure had wound their way through my veins, tightening around my heart so it couldn’t fucking beat unless all three of them were there.
I needed her so fucking badly and I could barely handle it. I didn’t know how I was going to cope as soon as we got her through our front door.
I was already panting over the idea of brandy filling our pack house along with our scents.
To catch traces of her as I walked around, to find her relaxing in a room with my mates, to wake up with her in the morning…
I growled again as I focused on the road, but it was no use. Kai bit harder, her presence became stronger, and we were fucking done for.
Best-case scenario was we pushed her away again. If Camille was leaving, Mel didn’t have to pretend to be our omega. We could give her the money and kick her out.
Kai’s bite would fade, Sin would get quietly depressed, and we could all move the fuck on from the tragedy that was Melanie fucking Sanderson.
The traffic shifted another inch, and I prayed it would be over soon.
I threw another glance at them, but Mel and Kai were already lost in each other.
I jumped as I realised Sin was staring straight at me.
I loved it when Sin lost control. There was something so hot about feeling my stoney-faced arsehole of a mate give in to his desire. And Mel and Kai were dragging him there.
He panted, his reddened cheek pressed to Melanie’s bare back, watching me with a lust-filled gaze. His need pumped throughthe bond, and I knew he wanted me to reach for him, but I wasn’t giving in. He had his hands full of two omegas. He didn’t need me.
“Let me go,” Mel whispered to Sin.
Feeling her presence inside me through Kai, and the way she moved in Sin’s arms, I sort of expected it. But I still jerked as she suddenly leaned over my crotch.
“What the hell are you doing?” I snapped.
“Caspian,” she rasped, blinking up at me.
Her eyes were already glazed over, and she was totally lost in the bite.
The haze had taken her over, but she still had enough fucking coherence to know it was my cock she was after and not theirs.
It would be different if I bit her.
I flinched back from that thought, booting it like a rocket into space.
There was no fucking way I was going down that route again.
I’d only had those thoughts in the past because I was wound up with either rut or rogue. Nothing else.
And the only reason I sucked in my stomach was to get away from her. It was just a coincidence it made space for her to shove her hand against me and grab my cock through my shorts.
“Fuck off, Mel,” I growled, pleasure spinning through me, warning in my voice.
“Don’t you want me to suck your cock?” she asked with absolutely no shame. Just a hazy, horny omega who was willing to do anything for her alpha in that moment.
I groaned again as the traffic stopped again and I could look at the omega scrabbling at my fly to get to me.
“Jesus, you’re shit at this,” I scowled, knocking her hands out of the way.
I lifted my hips, shoving down my shorts with one tug. My bare ass hit the seat as my cock sprang free, showing her exactly how I felt about her playing with my mates.
She gave a yelp of surprise, which satisfied me to no fucking end.
