15. Kai

Whoa! What was that?

I thought this was all about me, damn it, and after watching both alphas with their hands on one another, I was getting close to a full-blown temper tantrum.

Dante kept assuring me that omegas in Tarrin often had two alpha mates, but what he failed to say was that those alphas might be into one another and leave the omega pissed that they weren’t paying him any attention.

What the fuck! They were ignoring me and were handsy. Yikes! I was torn between covering my eyes so I could pretend I wasn’t seeing what was in front of me, pulling them apart and yelling, “I’m here. Touch me. Feel me up,” or flinging off my clothes and joining in.

And it was hot. Dante squeezed Gideon’s ass like he’d done to mine many times. The polar bear shifter groaned and pulled him close. Was I supposed to watch this? Maybe I should go to another room.

My mate’s hand slipped under Gideon’s shirt and tweaked his nipple. The polar bear shifter’s head fell back, and Dante kissed his throat.

“Stop!” My cock was hard, and I was a spectator, not a participant. They glanced at me, their eyes glazed. Lust! That was what I was witnessing. And it was for each other, not me.

“What are you doing?” I folded my arms across my belly.

“I’m thanking Gideon for helping you.” His half-lidded eyes told a different story.

“Yeah, I’m letting him thank me.” While I didn’t know Gideon as well as Dante, his gravelly voice and the way his eyes flicked to Dante suggested he was turned on.

“This is not how we thank someone in my world.” But the before time wasn’t real or just a TV set or… or… or… I couldn’t use that as a measure of what was and wasn’t normal.

“Be honest. Do you… like one another?” This was the weirdest conversation I’d ever had, and considering I’d been transplanted here without my permission, the bar was pretty high.

They nodded while looking at each other.

“Gideon is a good guy, and I’ll never be able to thank him for what he did today.”

Hmmm, it looked as though my mate had figured out how to thank the other alpha.

“When I say like, I’m talking about being turned on.” The answer was obvious, but it was possible I was missing the social clues. I hadn’t socialized with many… make that any… people since I’d been here, other than Dante.

Gideon kissed along Dante’s jaw, and my mate glided a finger over the bulge in the polar bear’s pants. If anyone was examining his crotch, it was me. I was the one destined to see Gideon naked when his huge cock bounded out of his briefs. Unless he wore boxers, but I voted for briefs. And now it appeared Dante would see it first. It was so not fair.

“Hello, hello.” I clapped to get their attention.

“I am.” Dante pressed his lips on Gideon’s mouth, and I clapped a hand over mine to muffle a groan. My other hand went to my crotch and rubbed my arousal.

“You are what?” I could hardly get the words out.

“Turned on.” It was Gideon who answered as they ground their hard-ons against one another.

I slipped my fingers inside my paternity pants—elasticised waist for the win—and stroked my cock while my mate and my maybe mate kissed and fondled one another. Gods, I was going to come in my pants if they didn’t stop. And I didn’t want them to. I was urging them on, wanting them to toss off their clothes and fuck.

They were both alphas, so who would fuck whom first? And they didn’t have slick. They could borrow some of mine because my underwear and pants were drenched.

But they didn’t get undressed. Instead, their bodies swayed as their hands explored and caressed. My hand was tugging and pumping my cock while desire tried to force my eyes closed.

Gideon unzipped Dante’s pants, and my hand sped up. I leaned back on the cushions, my hand pumping my shaft, my breathing quick and heavy. But Gideon’s phone beeped, and he paused.

“Ignore it,” I begged. “Please don’t stop.”

But he pulled away, his lips half an inch from my mate’s, and he mouthed, “Sorry.”

He must have checked his phone, but I was so close to orgasm I didn’t or couldn’t see anything. I was enclosed in a pink bubble of desire, and I groaned as I came, my hand and clothes sticky with cum.

“I have to go. Work.”

I heard the words but couldn’t piece together the meaning until a pair of lips kissed my head and the door closed. Dante was beside me. Even with my eyes closed, his scent announced him.

“Would you have fucked if Gideon didn’t leave?” I opened one eye. My mate’s dreamy expression gave me my answer.

He kissed my brow and slid a hand inside my pants. Despite being covered in cum and slick, he wrapped his hand around my cock and pumped. “Yes. And would you have watched and enjoyed it?”

I said yes without any hesitation while he tugged at my dick and peppered kisses over my face.

“What would you have enjoyed most?”

My thoughts were muddled because I was so close to coming again, but I pictured slathering my slick on Dante’s dick before he shoved it in Gideon’s ass. And maybe Gideon would have taken my cock in his mouth. The possibilities were endless with the three of us.

“The pair of you fucking.” I grunted as more cum sprayed over me and Dante, and he licked it from his fingers, one at a time. It was so hot.

“Let’s get you cleaned up and into bed.” He picked me up, and I nestled into him, two orgasms making me sleepy. “Perhaps next time, all three of us can get naked.”

“When? Let’s make a date.”