CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Crew
While our group date the other night hadn’t ended exactly how I planned, I have no complaints.
Would I have loved to tease my scent matches while getting Kiara off?
Abso-fucking-lutely.
But there are some lines even I won’t push. If my girl isn’t comfortable messing around, then I will not push the issue.
Obviously, I knew we were staying at Kiara’s parental pack’s home, but I guess it didn’t click in my mind that we would be messing around in places they might also have done the same things.
I’ve only met the rest of her parental pack once, but I’ve known Akira my entire life.
Just the thought of what they might have gotten up to was enough to kill even my over-the-top omega arousal I’ve been suffering with since meeting my scent matches.
That’s something they don’t give us enough details on. Since we spend most of our lives not smelling people’s real scents, it’s a smack in the face when you can suddenly smell the most delicious scents that make your cock instantly hard.
I hate that Kiara’s scent is still a mystery to me, but I’m hoping that won’t last much longer. My heat is still a month and a half away, but I’m determined to end the heat with her wearing my mate mark—consensually, of course.
At least we’ve made it through our work shifts and we have three nights of dates to look forward to.
“So what do you think Alexander has planned for us?” I ask Kiara as we move around our room, getting ready for our date.
He wouldn’t tell us the plan. All he said was to wear something comfortable over our swimsuits. I’m just hoping he meant that since I’m wearing my swim trunks and my favorite tee.
Kiara puts a little more effort into her appearance, wearing a cute sundress with her hair pulled off her neck again. Her makeup is light, and honestly, I don’t think she needs it.
My girl is gorgeous just the way she is.
“I have no clue,” she admits, glancing at me over her shoulder. “I don’t know what shoes to wear.”
I snicker, moving to stand behind her and wrapping my arms around her waist. “You could always refuse to put on shoes until he tells us where we’re going. But he said to be comfortable, so I’d say either flip-flops or tennis shoes, depending on what you’re feeling.”
She hums, eyeing her closet once more as I press a kiss to her bare shoulder. I fucking love summer and Kiara’s love of sundresses.
Before she can decide, there’s a knock on the door.
Without moving, I call out, “Yes?”
The door pushes open, and someone clears their throat. We both turn to find Alexander standing there in a similar state as myself.
“You’re ready?”
Kiara sighs. “I was just trying to figure out what shoes to wear.”
“Oh, you won’t need any.”
I raise an eyebrow at that. “A date with no shoes needed? Does that mean we’re not leaving the house?”
“We’re not. I hope that’s okay.” My alpha looks nervous, and I get a hint of burnt vanilla in his sexy scent. “I probably shouldn’t have assumed?—”
“It’s fine, Alex,” Kiara speaks softly, stepping away from me so she can approach the alpha. She lays her hand on his arm, a smile on her lips as she stares up at him. “We just want to spend time with you. It doesn’t matter what we’re doing, I promise.”
He stares at her for a moment before lifting his eyes to mine. At my nod, his shoulders relax. “I thought I’d already messed this up. I haven’t really done much dating, so I was taking a guess on what the two of you might enjoy.”
“I’m sure whatever you have planned will be perfect,” I assure him.