He felt too many things at once. He was warm all over, shivery, horny, and his stomach roiled.
He sat there waiting to get sick.
“Are you okay?” the alpha asked softly. “Should I call for help?”
“No.” Jamue smiled weakly. “Give me a minute.”
“Of course,” the alpha got out of the pod and stood with his back to him.
Jamue stared down at his shaking hands.This is not how he thought their opening day would go.
He should go inside; Mac would get worried.
But the memories of what happened, and the alpha’s overwhelming presence kept him rooted to the spot. He touched the side of his neck where he’d buried his nose. A shiver cascaded down his spine to settle between his thighs.
Jamue moan.
Why did he do that?
One minute he was chasing him out, and the next…
“He shouldn’t have done that,” Jamue mumbled. He placed a hand on his stomach.
It was settling, the urge to be sick dissipating. He reached for the door and slid it open. He got out of the pod and turned to the driver. “Thank you for waiting. You can take the rest of the day off.”
He gave him a concerned look but nodded.
Jamue walked into the building. He gasped at the crowd in the reception area.
When did they get here?
Nava moved around, handing everyone sampling glasses full of Sweet Core from a serving bot. He chatted with them as they enjoyed their drinks.
They were two hours early, Jamue thought. Their opening day was not going the way they planned.
Mac came out with another bot. Jamue walked towards him, plastering a smile on his face.
“Did everything go well?” Mac asked as he reached him.
Jamue quickly nodded and reached for the glasses. He turned to the nearest visitor and handed them the sample.
He threw himself into his work, smiling wide at their visitors. They were excited about their first tasting event and insisted on booking their tickets in advance. Excitement thrummed through him at the thought of their first event being a success. More visitors arrived. They handed out more samples and took them on a tour of their workspace.
“The turnout is amazing,” Jamue whispered to Mac as they handed out samples.
“There’s more,” Nava pointed to the door. Jamue turned to greet them but froze in place at the sight of the alpha who…
No.
Did he follow him here?
“What are you doing? Go,” Nava pushed him towards the door.
Jamue came to a skidding halt a few paces from him. He couldn’t believe he was here. A sexual tension throbbed between them as soon as their eyes collided.
Jamue hissed as heat crawled up his arms, pinching his nipples. His cock thickened, and his hole throbbed, growing wet.
I want to feel him against me again, he thought longingly.