“Mmm, perfect. If it wasn’t the first date, I’d take you down there like this.” He palms himself through his sweatpants, squeezing his cock before stepping back. “Put your PJs on before I forget that we’re supposed to be meeting the three of them downstairs.”
For a moment, I consider not joining them, because I really want to climb on Crew’s dick. But tonight is supposed to be about seeing if the five of us can be a pack.
Knowing just how tempting my boyfriend is, I spin away from him and dress quickly as I try to remember how to breathe.
I’m just turning back to face Crew when there’s a knock on the door. “Yeah?”
The door pops open, and Mason’s head appears. “Popcorn is ready.”
“Excellent.”
He shakes his head. “I don’t know how you’re hungry for popcorn right after eating dinner.”
“Popcorn has its own section of her stomach, didn’t you know?” Crew snickers, taking my hand in his. “She’ll always find room for it.”
Silence follows his comments, and I turn to find Mason’s heated eyes scanning up and down my body as he chews on his bottom lip.
My cheeks flush, heat rising in my belly.
“She looks great in those, doesn’t she?” Crew’s voice is husky as he hooks an arm around my waist, dragging me toward the door.
Mason hums, his eyes flicking up to meet mine. “You look beautiful, Kiki.”
“Thanks, Mason,” I murmur as he steps back to allow Crew and me to pass him.
Crew doesn’t release his hold on me as he leads me down the stairs and to the theatre room. The lights are turned down, and we find Davis and Alexander adding blankets to the nest-like, sunken pack-size couch area instead of sitting in the seats we usually use.
“Oh, I like this,” Crew purrs, practically dragging me to join the others. He launches himself into the pile of pillows and blankets, dragging me along.
“Seriously?” I try to pull my hand free, but he refuses to relinquish his hold. Instead, he pulls me to rest my head on his chest as he snuggles into the cushions.
He lets out a sigh, a small smile tugging at his lips. “An omega could get used to this.”
Mason chuckles. “Try not to gettoocomfortable—this is our parental pack’s home, not ours.”
My eyes widen as I lift my head, meeting Crew’s eyes. I didn’t even think about that when he was convincing me to come down here and tease the guys. There’s no way we can do anything in this room.
I don’t want to even think about the things my parental pack has done here themselves.
Ugh. Puke.
“Maybe this is a bad idea,” I start, already pushing myself into a seated position.
“Don’t worry, Kiara. We washed everything as soon as they left for vacation. It’s not just omegas who enjoy this setup.” Alexander’s wink has me squeezing my thighs together, but there’s still not a damn thing happening in the room.
No way, no how.
Crew rolls his eyes but gives a nod to show he understands. My eyes narrow as I stare at him, not sure I believe him.
“I’ll be a good boy, Kiki,” he assures me, tugging until I’m lying on him once more. “Someone put on a movie and get our girl her popcorn.”
Laughter surrounds us as the three of them move around the room before surrounding us. Having the three of them this close to Crew and me has my blood pressure spiking, but when Davis hands me a bowl of popcorn and a tumbler of soda, I grin.
A girl could definitely get used to this kind of treatment.
As soon as the movie starts, my smile only grows because they put on my favorite movie.
Oh, yes. I could definitely get used to this.