Page 107 of Beg for It

“That's okay. I don’t mind staying until my shift is done. There’s only another hour or so left. I’ll just keep cleaning.” I answer, going back to working the cloth over the sticky bartop.

Jason groans, his hand coming down to stop mine. “What I mean is, go home, Camden.”

My eyes flash up to his. “Is everything okay?” I ask, taking a step back, a pang of hurt hitting me in the chest. “Did I do something wrong?” My eyes widen. “I’m not fired, am I?”

I know I haven’t been working as often as I used to, but that's because of my heat and adapting to my new pack life. Jason said he understood. Was he lying?

“What?” He shakes his head. “God, no. You're not fired. Couldn’t fire you even if I wanted to,” he huffs out a chuckle. “Not that I would,” he assures me. “But our bosses would kill me. Literally,” he smirks.

My cheeks heat. Sometimes I forget that my pack owns this club. How did I not know there was a whole other part to this place? A BDSM club to be exact. I wasn’t surprised to learn this new bit of information when I did. It totally fits the guys.

We’ve only gone a few times since my heat, and I’m kind of disappointed. I’ve gotten a little taste of what that place has to offer and can hardly remember because I was so far gone with my heat.

“And,” Jason continues. “Your alphas have been watching you this whole night and I have a feeling if you don’t go home with them soon, they’re going to pin you against this bar and have their way with you.”

Spine stiffening, eyes darting into the sea of people, I find them.

Brooks and River sit on the other side of the club in the VIP area. They’re lounging on black leather couches, arms draped over the back, legs spread. And, their eyes, they’re on me.

My heart starts to race as my body flushes. Swallowing hard, I can’t help the wave of arousal that consumes me when I take in their hooded expressions, ones that look like they’re starving and I’m the one thing in the world they want to eat.

“Yup. Time to go home. You’re going to cause a riot if they know people around you can smell how aroused you are right now,” Jason chuckles.

“Shit,” My attention snaps back to his. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be,” He takes the rag from me. “Just get out of here.” He winks.

“Okay,” I nod, licking my lips.

My gaze flicks back over to my alphas. Only they’re not in the VIP section anymore. They’re weaving their way through the crowd, looking like two wolves on a hunt, heading right towards me.

“Come on,” Brooks' gruff voice confuses me. Is he angry, aroused, both?

Not wanting to wait and find out, I do as I’m told and make my way from behind the bar and over to them.

Both alphas grab my arms, pulling me the rest of the way out of the building and into the cool night air.

“What's wrong?” I ask, panic swirling around in my stomach.

“Nothing,” River growls. I grunt, my back hitting the brick wall. Eyes wide, I watch as they crowd around me. “Nothing wrong, Baby Boy.” River growls.

“Then why did you rush me out of there so fast?” I ask, voice a whisper.

“Because.” Brooks leans in, brushing his lips against mine and I let out a breathy sigh as my body shakes in anticipation. “If we had to wait one more second to get you alone, we would have gone fucking insane.” His lips press against mine in a demanding kiss. I part, letting his tongue slip in. Our tongues tangle together until I’m a needy dripping mess, slick coating my boxers as my cock strains against my jeans.

“Please, Alpha,” I whimper when he pulls back, chest heaving for breath.

“What do you need, Little Omega?” River asks, his fingers brushing the outline of my jaw and my eyes flutter shut. It’s always the same every time they simply just touch me. My body comes to life with need for them. Only them.

“You,” I breathe out. “Both of you.”

“Come on,” Brooks says, both of their body’s moving away from mine. I immediately hate it. It’s on the tip of my tongue to beg them to surround me with their bodies, to kiss and touch me until I’m nothing but a needy mess for them.

“That's what I was hoping for.” I whimper.

They chuckle, both of them looking at me with this smug amusement.

“Something funny?” I snip.

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