Page 76 of Want It All
I turned my gaze back to Sebastian. ‘I want to bite you, too,’ I whispered. ‘But I think we need to talk about it later. All of us.’
His eyes searched mine. ‘All right, beautiful. Whatever you want. Butthis–’ he gestured between us ‘– doesn’t have to be about anyone but us.’
I tilted my chin to kiss him. ‘You’re amazing, omega.’
He did something I wasn’t expecting, andblushed.
Fuck, he was so beautiful when he blushed.
Heat flared through my body once more; he lifted his hand to brush back my hair. ‘Do you think we’ve made them wait long enough?’ he murmured, his eyes darting to where the alphas were standing, watching. ‘Or do you want me to tell them to fuck off, and I’ll show you my nest?’
I had a suspicion that if Sebastian showed me his nest, we wouldn’t leave it for days.
‘They’ve been waiting so patiently,’ I said, loud enough for the alphas to hear.
Sebastian chuckled, shooting Tristan a taunting grin. ‘The head alpha waits until last, don’t they?’
Tristan tensed even further, but gave a curt nod.
I blinked in surprise. The alphas weren’t bonded – were barely evenspeaking– but they’d hadthatconversation?
‘Go get your alpha, Rosebud,’ Sebastian whispered, but it wasn’t Tristan his eyes lingered on.
Byron’s gaze was fixed firmly to my face. He could have been lookinganywhere– I was entirely naked and dripping cum – but his eyes were on mine as I pushed myself off Sebastian. I didn’t go to him, because I was starting to realise that I might get off on power, too, and it felt right to make my alpha come tome.
Something deep inside whispered that it was what Ideserved.
I knelt on the couch, lifting my chin and spreading my knees in a blatant invitation.
‘Alpha,’ I whispered.
AmIevenaliveright now?
I certainly wasn’t breathing as I took in the sight before me.
Sebastian rolled on his side, propping up his chin with one hand as he watched Rose, watched Tristan, watchedmethrough heavy blue eyes. Fuck, he was even more beautiful naked, his body patterned with dips and shadows that defined his slender muscles. A line of golden hair trailed from his belly button down like a mouthwatering arrow pointing to his still-hard cock. It was beautiful, too; long and thick and slightly curved, shining with Rose’s slick and his own cum.
I wanted my mouth on him so badly that my lips twitched. I lifted a hand to my face to check I wasn’t drooling.
Rose smiled in a way that suggested she knew what I was thinking, but if she knewthat, I doubted she’d still be in the room. She was glorious, her cheeks flushed pink, her hips reddened from where Sebastian’s fingers had dug into her flesh as she rode him. Her eyes were lidded and dark as they fixed onmine and my alpha clawed at me, more insistent than I’d ever known before.
She spread her knees in an invitation that almost had me dropping to my own. She was pink between her legs, too, and swollen, glistening where Sebastian’s release was leaking from her body. It was obscene and erotic and the most seductive thing I’d ever seen. I wanted to lick and suck until she was clean and writhing, and then I wanted Sebastian to make her messy all over again.
‘Alpha,’ she whispered.
She was talking to me.
Never in my life had I imagined being this lucky.
‘Omega,’ I purred, surprised and relieved when my voice didn’t break. It had dropped an octave and was gravelly enough to pave a fucking driveway, but Rose shivered at the sound, so I wasn’t about to complain. ‘Are you inviting me in, beautiful?’
‘Yes.’ Rose bit her bottom lip – as though I neededmorereason to go to her, as if her naked body and flushed skin wasn’t draw enough. ‘I want you, alpha.Needyou.’
If my ego wasn’t already sky-fucking-high from her invitation, it might have rocketed to thestarsafter hearingthat.
I pulled off my boots and socks – why was taking shoes off always so fucking unsexy? – and ignored the way Tristan’s breath caught when I tugged my shirt over my head. Having my scent match so close but still being so fuckingangryat him made me feel as if my insides were made of crepe paper and I was being slowly torn to shreds. I simultaneously wanted to offer him my neck – and other places – and punch him in the face, and I was sure he was feeling something similar towards me.
But this wasn’t about him. Not yet, anyway.
