Page 46 of In Deep
“I missed you too.”
“Then you’re coming round tonight, right?”
I should probably catch up on more sleep, see some of my friends and generally be a hell of a lot more independent than I am being, but his scent has my skin humming and the allure of being in bed with both my alphas is far too strong for me to resist. I realise I am much weaker willed than I ever believed.
I nod with a sigh.
“Why the sigh?” he asks.
“I’m not sure it’s healthy to be together all the time.”
“Why?” he asks simply. “Are we making you unhappy?”
“No.” Quite the opposite. I don’t think I’ve ever felt this happy before, or this loved.
“Then why’s it a problem?”
“We’re young, and these things never end well, do they? If I let you consume my life completely, what will be left when you’re gone?”
He’s quiet and I can tell he’s thinking as his thumb slides over the back of my hand. It rained overnight. The paving stones are a dark grey and sodden with water, and the leaves on the trees overhead are wet. Droplets fall occasionally, streaking towards the ground. One lands on his shoulder and, from the corner of my eye, I see it sink into the cotton fabric of his shirt.
He exhales a long breath. “I think we never know what the future is going to bring. We have to work hard, prepare the best we can. We shouldn’t stop ourselves from doing what we enjoy now for fear of what might come. Maybe you’ll snap my heart right in two, Rosie, but I believe you’re worth the risk.”
He stops us and swings me around for another lingering kiss, one that will make us even later for our lectures. When he pulls away, I realise we’re already at the hall. He hands me my bag.
“What about Seb?” I ask him. The alpha’s sullen reaction towards me yesterday has me rattled. Maybe it is just that omega-need to always be liked, to always please an alpha.
“You just caught him at a bad moment. Seriously, don’t worry about it, Rosie.”
I nod. Why is it bothering me so much? Is it because for a moment I looked at that pack out there on the water and saw something I wanted, somewhere I wanted to belong?
I curl my hair behind my ear. Fantasies. I could never be a pack omega. My parents wouldn’t approve. Society would look down on me. I’d never fulfil those dreams I have of studying the stars.
Besides, Seb obviously has no interest in me.
“You’re sure?” I ask Zane.
“Absolutely. Come round tonight, alright?”
And I can’t resist. I’m in Zane’s bed again that night, lying on my side, pinned between my alphas. Duncan fucks me lazily from behind, his pace considered as I kiss Zane, my arms around his neck and his fingers at my clit. Duncan’s hands rest on my hips, but his thumbs stray over the globes of my arse. I’ve discovered he has a love of my backside, squeezing and pinching it whenever he can.
“I’m going to come,” I say into Zane’s mouth, and Duncan’s thrusts become harder, his thumbs skating over my arse and Zane’s fingers flicking me harder. I buck between them wildly as I come and as I do, the pad of Duncan’s thumb knocks against my anus and enters just a fraction.
I gasp, pleasure crashing through me.
Unexpected but welcome.
Chapter 15
The next day, I don’t have any lectures until the afternoon, so I stay in bed and wait for the boys to return from training. The front door whacks open just after eight, and the house fills with their animated voices as they discuss the morning’s training session. Their heavy footsteps pound the staircase, and then I hear the blast of the shower, their voices audible above the water.
Lying back against the pillow, I imagine all four of the pack in there together, hard naked bodies pressed up against one another as they soap each other’s bodies.
Shit! My imagination. It’s taken a warped twist since I’ve started hanging out with these boys. Ideas I’ve never entertained before, possibilities, fantasies, creeping into my mind. My skin grows hot thinking about them, thinking about what it would be like to pad along the hallway now and slip in between their towering bodies.
Maybe I’d be brave enough to try it, if it weren’t for Seb. I suspect he’d push me straight out of the bathroom and bolt the door. I’m not pack, I don’t belong in those intimate moments they share. And why does that sadden me? I’ve never wanted to belong to an alpha, let alone four. I relish my independence, my freedom. Being caught up with four men would crush that entirely.
I’m still lost in my thoughts when Duncan and Zane come barging through the door, towels tied around both their waists, their torsos gleaming with water.
