Page 97 of Feeling the Heat: Part Two
I snort, and River rolls his eyes, but I can tell he loves it. “That’s not embarrassing, but it won’t happen,” my mate replies.
Jackson nods, grinning at him cheekily. “Alright, alright. Seriously though, I want to try most things. Doesn’t all have to be right away or during Camille’s heat, but I…I want to kiss you for sure. I’d like to be touched by you, and touch you. Oral sounds hot in my head, but you gotta promise not to laugh if I’m shit at sucking dick.”
River shakes his head. “I know you’re a perfectionist, but I promise the only thing I’ll give a shit about is the fact that it’s your lips on me. I’ve…” His throat works. “I’ve thought about it a lot.”
The confession has my blood heating. Who knew hearing your mate confess his fantasies would be such a fucking turn-on?
“You’ll learn. He’ll make sure of it.We’llmake sure of it,” I say thickly.
“Fuck, okay, yeah.” Jackson coughs, and it takes all my willpower not to look at his crotch right now, because I’d bet anything he’s hard.
“Anything else you do or don’t want?” River asks, laser-focused on the beta.
Jackson shakes his head. “Not that I can think of. Uh, I can try anal, but be gentle with my poor asshole. I’ve only ever had fingers up there.”
I can’t help laughing at his blunt admission. “I know from experience River’s very good at easing you into it.”
Jackson lets out an overly exaggerated exhale, and I know he’s using his silliness to mask some of his arousal because it’s still there, thrumming through the bond. “I’ve seen you in action, so I’m sure you’ll be gentle, too.”
The statement startles me. I keep assuming that I’m atertiary party to this discussion even though Jackson admitted to me that he wants to call me Daddy. “All I want is to make you feel good, so, yeah.”
There’s a long, tense silence. “Okay, I think that covers it, especially since we’ll be focusing primarily on Camille during her heat. We’ll need to confirm with her that she's good with this too, but I think that’s a decent start.”
“Should we hug on it?” Jackson jokes.
“As long as you don’t mind my dick poking into you,” River deadpans.
“Didn’t I say I was fine with trying anal?”
“That’s not what I…” River huffs and tugs Jackson into his arms. The beta is stiff for a split-second before he melts at the touch. I give them a moment, then go over and wrap my arms around them.
Jackson sighs. “You guys always said liking hugs didn’t make me gay, but turns out you were wrong.”
I groan at the horrible joke and pull away, but River grabs my wrist and tugs me back.
Affection expands in my chest at their nearness.
This is going to work. I believe with every fiber of my being that this pack is meant to have the kind of expansive love and connection that people only dream about. That I’ve dreamed about from a young age, knowing it’s possible because it’s what my parents had once my bio dad left.
We’re pulling back from the embrace when all our phones ping. Jackson passes mine back to me, and I smile seeing its Camille messaging the pack chat.
“Fuck.” River’s end of the bond goes icy.
“What?” I hurry to open the message
Camille: My sister called. She’s in trouble and needs my help right now. I can’t wait. I can’t fail her again. Please don’t be mad at me. I’ll be okay. I’m headed over to the hotel she’s staying at, and Astrid is going to call the cops if I don’t check in again in an hour.
There’s a location pin for a hotel on the other side of the city.
My stomach drops into a freefall as all the hope I had moments ago gets swallowed up by dread.
No.I’m not letting anything happen to our omega. Not when we’re so close to having everything.
“We’re not waiting for her to get back to us. We’re going. Now.”
My packmates nod, their ends of the bonds equally terrified and resolute. For the first time in my life, I feel protective alpha rage swelling within me, along with the certainty that I’ll do anything to make sure our omega is safe.
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