Page 116 of Gigi and the Gym Rats

My breath catches when Grey takes Casey’s face in his hands, smoothing his thumbs over Casey’s mouth, then kisses him.

Hot…

Just then, Zayne sits down beside me, sliding an arm around my waist, pulling my back to his chest. The bulge of his cock and knot is digging into my back, but then he hauls me into his lap and kisses me, distracting me from the show playing out on the bed.

Not enough, though. We’re both watching. And when Ronin joins us, sliding an arm around Zayne, I enjoy the feel of them surrounding me, touching me as we become spectators to our omega’s actions, waiting for our turn to join in.

It’s a great, pleasant feeling, a sense that the circle isn’t broken, only stretched, that the circle is flexible and we’re all inside it, in our desire and affection for our omega and for one another. I’ve never felt anything like it.

I guess this is what being a pack is all about.

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GREY

Fuck, he tastes good…

I didn’t expect Casey to come for me next. Maybe not at all. He doesn’t know me, and I’m not an alpha. I was prepared to sit this one out. We still don’t even know if Casey wants us to be a pack, if he even likes or desires me.

Which would be understandable. I’m no-one special. I’m still kind of reeling from what had felt like the end of my life only yesterday, when I thought Ronin didn’t want me, that I had missed my chance not only at being with him, with Zayne and Gigi, too, but also my chance to start my life again.

And now here I am, asked to join this new pack with the people I’m falling for, and kissing this sexy omega whose scent has been winding through me during the entire drive here.

It’s kind of weird, because I’m more attracted to alphas and betas, Ronin and Gigi being prime examples, but there’s something about him… something fragile that draws me anyway, and his heat scent is like an aphrodisiac. I mean, it’s so strong it could wake up the dead.

I’ve never been around an omega in heat, and his mouth tastes like cream cake and vanilla frosting, but also something spicier, more masculine.

I want him.

I’ve mostly been a bottom until now—it kind of goes with the territory when you’re attracted to alphas—but now I need to be inside him.

And I think he wants that, too, because he’s making little panting noises against my lips, and his slick is seeping through my pants. He’s basically riding my cock through the thick fabric.

I steal a glance at Gigi over his shoulder, checking to see her reaction. She’s kind of central to me in this group, I really fucking like her and don’t want her upset. But she’s watching us with her lips parted, her eyes a little wide, her cheeks pink. Ronin and Zayne are cradling her between them and she doesn’t look upset. In fact, she looks… fascinated.

I can work with that.

Relaxing into the kiss, I slide my hands over Casey’s shoulders. They’re nice and solid, his arms lightly muscled, his bare chest smooth and perfectly sculpted. The slightly too-long hair at the back of his neck is silky soft and with each shift of our lips, each swipe of my tongue against his, my dick hardens more.

He’s in my lap, kissing and gasping, and I’m overdressed. I need to get naked, but he won’t stop kissing and nibbling at my lips.

“Casey,” I manage between kisses, “I need to?—”

He slides a hand between us and fumbles blindly at my fly. Even that brushing of his fingers over my hard-on makes me jerk. Finally, the kiss breaks and I lean back to let him free my cock from its denim confines. I grunt with relief when it finally swings out, trembling between us.

This will have to do,I think dimly as he puts his hand on it and strokes.Oh fuck, yeah, this will do…

When he takes his hand away, a sound of protest escapes me. Dammit, how did I get so close to the edge just from a kiss and a brief handjob?

But then he lifts himself on his knees and reaches behind him, to… fuck, is he preparing himself for me? I can imagine his finger sliding in and out of his ass, shiny with slick, and…Red alert.My brain is overheating. My cock throbs and my balls are pulling up.

Shit.

Zayne mutters a curse, and as if through a haze, I see Ronin and Gigi kissing.Fucking hell…It’s an orgy, only it feels more… intimate than that. Never thought I’d find myself with a pack, never thought I’d fit into one, and now I’m here… Fuck, I like it.

And then that last bit of coherent thought flees when Casey positions himself over my cock and slowly lowers his ass over it.

My hands land back on his shoulders, fingers digging in when my cock breaches his opening, the muscle fluttering around the head. Then he lowers himself some more and my cock pushes into his tight channel.

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