She gives him a smirk and wipes her hand covered in ice cream over his chest. “I do. How about you, Cameron? Think you could clean up Emmett here?”
The teasing has been out of control. I don’t care that the ice cream is melting all over my fist; I want a taste.
I don’t respond and use the tip of my tongue to lick up Emmett’s chest. The pad grazing his nipple as I lick up the melted goodness. Emmett’s fist tangles in my curls and I groan when there is no ice cream left.
When I stand up straight, Kelsey is wide-eyed, and her legs are crossed. “Okay, well, it hardly seems fair that only Cameron got a taste. Emmett, lie down on the sun chair.” Emmett doesn’t even question her. He lies down on the chair and she drips more ice cream down his chest. He winces at the cool texture, his abdomen clenching, accentuating his toned body.
Kelsey licks from his belly button all the way to the juncture of his collarbone and shoulder. She looks up at me. “Cameron, now you lie down on the sun chair.” Fuck, they are going to lick me. My hard on is clear in the cotton boxers. There’s no hiding it. At least I can take solace as I look over at Emmett and see he is having the same issue. I can smell Kelsey, so at least I know we’re all turned on by each other.
I lie down obediently with my nerves firing off fifty directions. I’m nervous but eager. “Do you want me and Emmett to lick you at the same time?” Kelsey asks seductively.
“Fuck.”
“I think that would be a yes. Give the Omega what he needs, Kelsey,” Emmett says. Thank god for Betas who don’t want to torture you.
“Very well,” she says, dripping the ice cream down my chest. The coolness against my skin is refreshing but is suddenly replaced by the even better feeling of Kelsey’s tongue cleaning me up. I fist her wet hair as she slowly and delicately cleans me up. Once she’s done, she “accidentally” drops the ice cream cone on my crotch, making me jump. “Oh, no, Emmett, it looks like you have a bigger job to clean up.” She looks up at me. “Would you like that, Omega?” If I wasn’t hard before, now it’s to the point of painful. I nod my head, and Emmett grins at me.
Kelsey thankfully removed the ice cream and now Emmett’s deft fingers slide underneath the elastic of my boxers, pulling them down slowly. My cock springs free and I hear Kelsey moan and Emmett grunt. All of the ice cream is now on the concrete melting into a large puddle.
“You have such a nice cock,” Emmett tells me, not toying with me anymore as he licks the head just like he did with the ice cream. I watch as little pools of cum leak out of the top and Emmett greedily licks them up. “You taste fucking delicious,” he says. Kelsey whines, but doesn’t ask for a taste. She just watches as Emmett licks and sucks on my length.
“I think he needs something to fill him up, don’t you, Cameron?” How does she know? She isn’t a male Omega. But for sure, that’s what I want. Emmett nods his head and slides two fingers past my balls and slowly slides them in my ass, my slick making me completely ready for him. The mixture of him filling me and sucking me is unreal. My head hits the back of the chair and I groan as I let the sensation of Emmett touching me take over.
Why isn’t Kelsey touching me?
I look up and her hand is down her bikini bottoms as she sits spread on the chair next to me. She’s touching herself as she watches us. Emmett must scent her as he continues languid licks against the under vein of my cock. He smiles as he watches Kelsey, but doesn’t stop touching me.
“Are you going to come from watching your Beta suck my cock, Kelsey?” I ask her, unsure of where the words are coming from. I feel confident and speaking to her like this sounds so right.
“Yeah, tug on Emmett’s hair. He likes it.” I do as she says, lacing the dirty blond strands beneath my fingers and motioning his head to take more of me. His fingers are working at a quicker pace and now that I’m controlling his mouth, I won’t last long.
His head bobs up and down, taking more and more of me in. I take a break to watch Kelsey. She appears close too, simply from touching herself and watching. It’s too much as I moan and spill into Emmett’s mouth. My thighs shake and my abdomen clenches and he takes in all of me. The amount of cum I release is far more than an Alpha or Beta, and Emmett struggles to swallow. I hear Kelsey moan next to me, and she is quickly off the chair and watching as Emmett’s lips pop off the tip of my cock, a trail of cum sliding down the corner of his lip. Kelsey leans down and licks it up.
“He’s right, you do taste amazing.” I could be hard for her in another minute and she could taste for herself.
“What about you?” I ask, feeling like she missed out. No one licked anything off of her. She seemed content touching herself and watching, but surely she needs more? She holds out the hand she was touching herself with toward my mouth, holding it there, not forcing me to taste. I grab her wrist and place her slick covered fingers into my mouth and take in her musk and blueberry taste and moan.
“Mmm.” She hums. I watch her lips, wanting them on mine. Wanting to give her everything.
Just as I’m ready to pull her closer to me and taste from the source, there is a booming voice from the other side of the fence. “What the fuck is going on over there?”
Kelsey giggles and pulls us to the sliding door to get cleaned up. She yells back to her neighbor, “Mind your fucking business, Leonard.” She shuts the door and laughs again. “Anyone down for a shower?”
“Yes,” Emmett and I say at the same time.
I’m not sure what happened last night at dinner, but after spending the day with these two, I know I need Dom to see reason. I haven’t felt this light and free in who knows how long. Kelsey and Emmett are good for me, and I think Shyla can be too. Those two need to get over their differences and see what we have right in front of us. I won’t be letting these two go, but I could never let Dom go, either.
Chapter 18
I’mnotsurewhatcame over me last night. I’m not usually a dick, that’s normally Smith’s thing. I’m the friendly approachable Alpha and he’s the asshole. There’s something about Shyla that just buried itself under my skin. I don’t think it has to do with her being a female Alpha per se, it’s just the way she carries herself. Like she’s fucking superior to everyone and that I’m a lesser Alpha than her.
The way she eyed Cameron and mentioned me pining for Kelsey while with him—like I’m treating my Omega unfairly—was a low blow. I know I was a prick when it came to her job, but I have to look out for Kelsey too. My innate desire to make sure that she’s cared for is worrisome. Even if it doesn’t work out with us, I would still want to make sure she ends up with someone who is worthy of her. I’m not sure that Shyla is. It seems like she keeps Emmett on a tight leash and can be controlling. I don’t know if that’s what’s best for Kelsey, or if someone could even tame Kelsey in that way.
I scratch the back of my neck as I park in Kelsey’s driveway. I’ve never spent the night away from Cameron since we made things official, and I hardly slept last night without him in our bed.
Kelsey is mad, but I wonder how Cameron and Emmett feel about how everything went down.
Maybe Emmett could shed some more light on the situation. I’m really not sure where Emmett stands. I can’t help but be attracted to him, every pack needs a Beta. He not only seems to make Kelsey happy, but every time Cameron is around him, he seems lighter too. I can’t help finding myself wanting a little bit of the sunshine that Emmett carries around him. I can tell that Cameron has a crush. Emmett would be an idiot not to be attracted to Cameron, but I can’t help but question if he’s also interested in me—or ever could be. I want to explore it more, but I think I would need to get along with his Alpha before we start anything.