Page 29 of Love in Excess

“It’s like ever since I got a taste, I need more. I almost crawled up in Celeste’s nest earlier, but I can’t… not yet.”

“You’ll get there when you’re ready.”

Slowly, I drop to my knees, undoing the button of his pants so that I can drag them down his muscular thighs. His boxers come next, his cock slapping against his stomach, precum already beading at the tip. I finally get to see the metal rung that gave me all that pleasure earlier, the need to taste my Alpha growing as I wrap a firm hand around his cock.

He lets out a hiss as both hands move into my hair. “Jesus Christ, your hands are perfect.”

I just lean forward, my tongue swirling around the tip before running down his length. He jerks forward into my mouth, apologizing but I almost like the way he’s losing control. And his taste on my tongue iseverything, just as strong as his scent.

Now, I just need to make him come undone like he’s done to me.

I suck him in further, one of my hands moving to put pressure on his knot, Hunter slowly rocking into my mouth. When I start alternating between squeezing and sucking, he begins letting out the most delicious grunts, my Alpha falling apart before my very eyes. I never thought I’d be on my knees willingly for an Alpha but this feels perfect.

“Your mouth is heaven, Doc. Don’t stop, god,don’t stop.”

I just hum in response, hollowing out my cheeks so I can take him deeper, Hunter’s thighs flexing as he nears his release. I squeeze his knot a little harder as I pull back and then suck his cock down my throat again, Hunter growling as he spills down my throat.

His hips stutter, the grip in my hair tightening as I drink him down, my nose grazing the edge of his knot. It swells in my hand,angry and swollen with nothing to lock into. I stay there for a few moments before pulling back, Hunter dragging me to my feet and into another kiss, no doubt tasting himself on my lips.

A whine from the hallway steals our attention, Celeste offering us a sleepy grin as she leans against the wall. Hunter chuckles as he turns toward her. “Baby girl, you look like you’re going to pass out. What are you doing up?”

“I heard all these delicious sounds and I wanted to join but I’m too tired. So, I watched.”

I laugh, knowing full well—clinically at least—how tiring a preheat can be. Between sleeping and the heat spikes, it can be very difficult to function normally. “Then let’s get you back to bed, hmmm?” I step up toward her, brushing one of her twists behind her ear. “Or how about a warm bath?”

She nods eagerly, putting her hand out for me to take. I wasn’t planning on taking that bathwithher but I’m not complaining. I glance back at Hunter, the Alpha’s cock still hanging out of his pants. I’m tempted to drop to my knees again but he just smirks. “You good with this?”

“Yeah, a bath sounds nice,” I tell him. It also feels domestic and I’m going to cherish this moment alongside many others.

HUNTER

Sitting on the edge of the tub, I adjust the faucet, the water filling the bathroom as steam curls up into the air. I glance over to find Lincoln standing in front of Celeste perched on the counter, our Beta piling her twists into a neat bun at the top of her head. She’s curled into his chest, her arms loose around his waist as she purrs for him, her nose dragging along his bare chest.

We’re all in different states of undress, Lincoln unsuccessfully trying to strip her because she won’t really let him go. Her scent has thickened in the last several minutes and I know she’ll spike soon. It’s nothing Lincoln has seen before—the moments in his apartment a result of desire and need but not truly her heat.

Celeste lets out a little yawn and snuggles closer, Lincoln chuckling as he finally frees her of her shirt. She’s not wearinganything underneath—I’m not surprised—but it shocks our Beta, his eyes widening slightly before he regains his composure.

His cheeks pink a little before he gathers her in his arms and carries her toward the bath. He steps in first and sits down with her curled up in his lap. I shed the rest of my clothes and then step in as well, watching as Celeste fully settles between the both of us. It’s like she’s always needed this in a way I couldn’t have done alone.

The heated water makes me hiss as it hits my leg, Lincoln glaring at me for not taking care of it. It stopped bleeding earlier and while it probably still needs a professional to take care of it, it’s already scabbing over, an Alpha’s biology healing is faster than other designations.

I wave him off before reaching for one of his feet and pulling it into my lap, my thumbs pressing into the arch. He tenses for a second, then relaxes, his breath hitching as I work the tension out. Celeste lets out a soft snore, her body going limp against his chest. I’m jealous of how fast she falls asleep. “Color, Doc?” I ask, my eyes meeting his, my hands still moving over his foot.

Lincoln’s lips twitch. “This feels all a little domestic too fast, right? Between yesterday and this afternoon and now…”

I shrug, my thumbs pressing deeper, feeling the give of his muscles. “Took me minutes with Celeste. A few hours, and we were obsessed with each other.”

He laughs, his eyes dropping to her sleeping form. “But she’s…” he starts, then stops, like he’s not sure how to finish.

“Don’t finish that sentence. It’s not always about designation. It’s about what feels right.”

I tug on his foot, pulling him closer until his legs are on either side of me, Celeste squished between us. The water sloshes around in the tub as I slide a hand around the back of his neck, my fingers curling into his hair. “Doc,” I purr, my eyes locked on his, “I can see it in your eyes that you want this, butI also know it’s gonna take time before this feels normal. That you have someone to come home to, someone who cares about your wellbeing, what you want. But don’t ever think there’s something wrong for wanting that. Is it too fast? Maybe. But does it feel right?”

Lincoln’s breath catches, his hazel eyes dark, searching mine. “Yeah, and that’s why it scares me.”

I nod, my thumb brushing the base of his neck, grounding him further. “Do we need to go slower?” Lincoln doesn’t answer right away, but his gaze doesn’t leave mine. “Ah, I’m not asking you to give up anything, Lincoln. I’m perfectly fine with however you want this to grow. Whether it’s down the street, in this house, or somewhere else.” I chuckle at his shocked expression. “I’m gonna make sure you don’t forget how much we want you here,” I say, my thumb brushing his arm. “Celeste definitely won’t make it easy.”

Lincoln swallows nervously as I slide my hand up, my fingers caressing the front of his neck before pulling him into a kiss. When I finally release him, he settles back against the edge of the tub, his expression softer than I’ve ever seen it. His gaze drops to Celeste again, the smile on his lips telling me he’s already figured out he belongs with us.

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