Page 13 of Sweet Whiskey
“Oh god. Please,” I beg on a breathless plea. My vision grows hazy, and Colt grips my chin to stare at him.
“We’re not in a place for you to lose your head. Talk me through it, baby. Tell me what you wish we were doing,” he says, the seductive purr of his command making me gush around his fingers.
I lick my drying lips. “In your truck with your knot.”
He groans before laughing softly. “I guess I walked right into that. Fine, we’ll do it my way then.”
Colt’s fingers curl inside me as he starts pumping them slowly. He steps closer, his nose rubbing against mine.
“I’d have you bare in the bed.” He breathes out erratically, his voice deepening. “Not an inch covering your golden skin, your pretty fucking pussy on display, and I’d taste you until your slick drowns me. I’d fuck you slowly, just teasing you with my knot until you’re so ready to come you’re pleading with tears.”
I shiver, puckering my lips to brush a kiss against his mouth. “That doesn’t sound nice.” It’s barely above a whisper.
His chuckle is a dark promise. “You’ll love it, baby. When I finally get my knot in you, you’ll be coming so hard, I won’t be surprised if you pass out.”
My pussy clenches on his fingers, the storm of heat building in my belly as he picks up his pace. I stare up at his warm eyes, panting. “What else?”
Colt inhales sharply. “Then I’ll invite Brooks and Dallas to join us. Fill all these pretty holes with our cum. Maybe some of it would stick, puttingour pup in ya.” His fingers curl inside me, finding the exact spot I need, and I come hard. I can’t see with how hard the bliss knocks into me. My head slumps back, hitting against the building before his hand curls around it and forces me to lean toward him instead. I greedily gulp in his scent as the last few waves of pleasure flutter through me.
I try to calm my breathing and look up at him, a slight panic starting to rise. He pulls his fingers out of my pants and then steps away. Clearing my throat, I inch toward the door. “I should—uh, I need to get back.” I open and hurry through the door before he can respond, belatedly ashamed I hadn’t even thanked him for that amazing experience.
CHAPTER 6
DALLAS
Brooks is pacing in front of me, muttering under his breath as I flick my lighter off and on. Her little whimpers and moans as Colt gets her off are driving us crazy, and I know both of our cocks are hard, leaking with want.
He pulls his hat off, shoving it under his arm as he combs through his blond curly hair, pulling on it slightly before shoving his hat back on. “I swear to god if he doesn’t hurry up.”
Goosebumps rise on my arms as Kinsey’s cry echoes through the small alley we’re guarding. I squeeze my eyes shut, my self-control battling not to touch my cock. Brooks moves to stand next to me, resting his weight on his palms on the wall.
“Fuck, this is torture,” he breathes out.
I agree. The beautiful omega who smells like my favorite type of lemon vanilla cake makes my mouth water, and everything inside me demands I make her mine. I’m not a stranger to pheromones like Colt and Brooks, given omegas throw themselves at my twin brother and me all the time at the rodeo. But something about her already burns permanently in my mind.
“She’s the most comfortable with Colt,” I say.
Brooks glares at me, his biceps flexing in anger. “I fucking know that. I’m?—”
“Bitching. You’re fucking whining because you have a hard-on and want to touch the omega you met for the first time tonight. Get control of yourself.” I’m no better than him, wanting the same thing. I had her rubbing her pussy over my cock, and I was on the verge of exploding in my pants before she fled.
Thankfully, after years of taking care of my brother’s drunk ass, I’ve learned to be calm in all types of situations. Probably more in control of myemotions than most alphas. It’s kept us from a lot of potentially dangerous situations.
His jaw works back and forth as we stare at each other before he pushes off the wall, going back to pacing. “What do you think happened?”
“Honestly? She smelled like she was about to go into heat,” I say, rubbing at the back of my neck. And I had been ready to service her, no questions asked. She smelled likemine, and it settled something inside me.
Something in her eyes had flashed with a possessiveness so deep that I nearly craned my neck to the side, but it was gone just as quickly, and she flew out of my lap so fast that I couldn’t move to catch her before she was already running.
Colt was right behind her before Brooks had even blinked to slide out of the booth. Instead, we paid the bill, leaving Kinsey a generous tip, and then stopped at the front of the alley as soon as we heard what they were doing. They deserved privacy, and we were going to provide it for them, even at our own expense.
“I could barely get a scent off her. Just tiny hints here and there,” Brooks says with a sigh. “What did she smell like?”
“Like everything I’m meant to keep precious in the world.”
He scowls, not liking the answer, but I don’t know how to explain it. She just smelled…like mine. She called to my soul in a way I’ve never felt.
Kinsey lets out a loud cry and we both shudder, gritting our teeth as the noise quiets to a low muttering between the two of them.
