Page 118 of Party Girl: How a Naughty Omega Finds Love
His eyes sparkle with mirth, and he growls a little. “I’m going to make you pay for that smart little mouth.”
“Oh yeah?” I lift an eyebrow.
“Spanking doesn’t work,” Hayden says. “Tried it, she likes it.”
Asher cackles, and I throw my napkin at his head. “You’ll be lucky if I ever sleep with you again.”
“Don’t start lying now.”
I narrow my eyes at Asher but don’t threaten him anymore. I liked his knot a little too much to never have it again.
“I meant I’ll find something for that mouth to do. Whitney likes giving head.”
Heat crawls up my neck and I widen my eyes at Avi. “Too far.” Especially since I’m not very good at it.
“Why? We’re all pack and they should know how much you love it.”
Despite being embarrassed, desire unfurls inside of me, and my scent collides with Avi’s. Trev groans and finishes his beer in three gulps.
“Like goddamn torture.” He storms to a window and yanks it open.
I falter a little. He doesn’t like my scent? When he turns back, his eyes catch mine and his nostrils flare. A trickle of his own desire mingles with mine, and my doubt disappears.
“Tonight is movie night,” I say to him. “Maybe we can watch something educational. Something that’ll teach me how to be good.”
Confusion lines his face for a moment. “Yeah?” he asks when he gets what I’m implying.
“How else am I supposed to learn the right way?” I look at Avi. “Besides, he likes to watch.”
Trev still doesn’t know I’m going to make Avi wish he’d never embarrassed me by using Trev as my test subject, but I don’t think he’ll complain when his cock is in my mouth. I smirk to myself and lean back in my chair.
“Trouble,” Hayden whispers, his hand finding my thigh under the table and squeezing it.
Only he would see through my plans. We trade knowing looks while Trev starts clearing the table. Asher is midbite when his plate is torn away from him.
“Hey, I wasn’t done.”
Trev shows him the now empty dish. “Sorry, did you want to lick it.”
“Fuck you,” Asher says half-heartedly.
“You wish.”
“I hate when he gets cocky,” Asher mumbles.
“I don’t know,” I muse, watching Trev clean. “I kind of like it.”
He slides his gaze in my direction, a tiny smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.
“Why don’t you find something,” he says to me. “We all need to get cleaned up.”
I swallow and nod. “Okay.”
Am I really going to watch porn with these guys?
Yes. Yes, I am.
