Deciding to be a good boy, I climb onto the table and under the sheet. “You can turn around now.”
He huffs, pulling his shirt off as he turns to face us. As soon as he sees us watching him, a soft smile turns up his lips. “So this was a good idea?”
“The best,” Kiara assures him.
“Now, lose the trunks and get under the sheet so we can enjoy our massages,” I demand.
When Alexander freezes, I lift an eyebrow. If he thinks I’m looking away, he’s sadly mistaken.
He finally seems to realize this, slowly pushing off his trunks and giving us an eyeful of his massive cock.
I’ve been with enough alphas during my heats that I know not all alphas are massive, but this one definitely is, and he’s not fully hard.
Damn. I wanna ride that cock right now.
“Knock it off, Crew,” he grumbles as he climbs onto the table. “As much as I enjoy watching you lick your lips while you stare at my knot, your pheromones are filling the damn room. I’d rather not be hard the entire time someone else is giving me a massage.”
A rush of possessiveness surges through me, and I clench my fists. Just like that, my erection is gone. I’m not a fan of that idea.
“Much better.” A sigh of relief comes from Alexander as he turns his head to meet my gaze. “There’s no reason to be jealous, omega. I only have eyes for the two of you and my pack mates.”
“Damn straight,” I grumble before calling out, “We’re ready!”
An hour later, I’m nothing but putty on the massage table. Lila gave me the best massage of my life.
“Marry me, Lila.” I turn my head to stare up at her with pleading eyes.
She snorts, shaking her head. “I already have a pack, and I’m not looking to add to it—especially not someone my daughters’ age and who is being courted by their scent matches.”
“Fair,” I agree. “Will you at least leave your number so I can set up a recurring appointment?”
“That I can do. I’ll leave my card on the table. Enjoy the rest of your evening.” She pats my back before turning her attention to Alexander. “We’ll see ourselves out.”
“Thank you again—all three of you. This was the perfect way to start our evening.”
We all call out our goodbyes, and when the door closes behind them, I turn back to face Alexander. “Now what?”
“Now we get dressed. We have facials and hair masks. Then a paraffin hand treatment and exfoliating body wash, followed by a long soak in the massive whirlpool tub.”
Another moan slips from my lips. “That sounds amazing.”
“It really does.” Kiara hums. “And you were nervous about the date you planned. This is perfect.”
He sits up, ducking his head, and if I’m not mistaken, he’s blushing.
How. Fucking. Adorable. Is. That?
Rather than draw attention to it, I sit up and face Kiara. “Time to get dressed, baby.”
For the next few hours, we pamper ourselves and get to know Alexander better.
I’ve heard so much about him—about all of them—over the years that I felt like I knew them before I ever met them. But getting to know the nuanced alpha who fate has declared as one of my perfect matches.
He’s so down to earth and gets embarrassed when either Kiara or I compliment him. Which, of course, makes me want to do it more.
There’s just something about a man who blushes that gets me going.
We’re still a little damp when Alexander walks us back to our room, but I don’t think any of us mind a bit.