Page 58 of In Control

I don’t.

There’s only unbridled lust swimming in my gut. Watching them fuck is one of the most erotic experiences of my life. I’ve had my threesomes before. But I’ve never seen two men fuck before. Never seen an alpha and an omega together.

I watch as Liam comes, his head dropping forward, his eyes scrunching shut and his mouth falling open on a strangled grunt. He plunges deep inside his omega, whose face morphs to bliss as he takes his alpha’s knot, the pleasure clear as it swims across his face. They fall into each other’s arms, laughing and kissing and holding each other.

And now I feel it. Now I feel that jealousy, because as fun as this was, as wild and passionate, I’ll never be able to experience that.

I’ll never be able to take an alpha’s knot.

* * *

My bed isn’t builtfor three people, especially not when one of those people is a giant alpha, but somehow we make it work, snuggling up together and falling asleep in an entangled and exhausted heap. Gabriel snuggled between Liam and me.

At some ungodly hour of the morning, Liam creeps from the bed despite his omega’s best efforts to tempt him back under the covers.

“I have an early surgery,” he says, peering down at us both, looking like a man who just had his heart torn out. “Any chance you might still be here when I return?”

Gabriel yawns, and pulls me closer against his body. “Nope, we have things to do today.”

“We do?” I ask.

“We do.” He winks. “After I’ve fucked you again, I’m taking you out for breakfast and then we’re going shopping.”

“You don’t even know if Sophia likes shopping,” Liam says, with a pout as he buttons up his shirt.

“I’ve seen how this woman dresses. She obviously likes shopping.”

“I do,” I say, snuggling against him and watching Liam. I sigh as he pulls on his trousers. “Are you sure you can’t bunk off? Pull a sickie or something?”

“Don’t fucking tempt me, sweetheart,” he says, bending over the bed to kiss us both.

“Oh, I’m more than willing to tempt you,” I purr.

He groans and marches towards the door. “Patients,” he says. “I have patients,” and he slams the door behind him.

Gabriel laughs.

“Were we cruel?” I ask.

“It’s the best way to be with alphas. Now, back to sleep. I need my beauty shut-eye.”

I wake again much later to the smell of coffee. I drag my eyelids open and find Gabriel climbing into bed with two takeaway cups and a paper bag.

“You went out?” I ask, stretching my arms over my head.

“I figured we needed something dark and bitter to start the day and as my packmate Esra isn’t around …”

I laugh and fluff up the pillow behind me, sitting up next to Gabriel and taking the piping hot coffee from his hands. “Oh, it really is dark and bitter.”

“I had a feeling that might be how you like it.”

“I wish I could argue with that, but I can’t.” I take another long sip, the caffeine hitting straight into my blood. “What’s in the bag?”

“Intrigued are we?”

“Yes. Let me guess? Something full of sugar. You omegas are known for your sweet teeth.”

“We are, but unfortunately my personal trainer doesn’t allow it. Even these would cause him to have a heart attack, but we deserve a little spoiling.” He shakes out two croissants. They’re warm and I sink my teeth through the buttery pastry.

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