Then his mouth was next to my ear and he was whispering. “Then you don’t want Rhodes to stick his long cock in your ass and put his mark on your gorgeous body?”
That was too much for me and I came with a whimper, my mouth finding his as I spasmed around his knot which, compared to earlier, was almost too thick now as he continued to move inside of me, no longer able to pull the ring of flesh free from the tight clutch of my entrance.
Edison made a noise, hugging me so tightly to his body that every inch of our skin seemed to be pressed together as his hips twitched and warmth began to spread deep inside of me.
After a long time, Edison pulled me up off of the desk and collapsed into the cushioned office chair with a sigh, my legs spread around his hips as we were still locked together by his knot.
“I’ll make anything happen for you, my wife,” Edison murmured as he continued to press soft, intimate kisses to my mouth and jaw. “All you need to do is ask and your wish is my command.”
Nineteen
Istumbled away from Edison’s office door, my heart hammering in my chest as I sucked in a drag of air that was clean of Perrie and Edison’s intermingled scents.
I’d been coming to tell Edison about the latest word from the Japanese—which wasn’t much of anything as they still didn’t know who had framed them for ambushing our shipment—when I’d heard the familiar moan of the omega who I’d spent nearly every waking moment with for the past two weeks.
The door had been open only a crack, just enough to see a very naked Perrie clinging to Edison, the muscles in her slender back spasming as he thrust inside of her. Not wanting to eavesdrop on their moment, I’d initially turned to walk away, but then Edison’s golden eyes had caught mine and we stared each other down.
His expression told me everything I needed to know. He wanted me to throw caution to the wind and come into the office to join him.
He’d even teased Perrie about it and when I’d seen her seem to become even more feral at his words, her moans growing louder, I’d nearly done it.
Following Perrie around for the past two weeks, it was nearly impossible not to like the younger woman.
She looked at the world around her with a gaze that no one in my line of business did, finding the beauty in the little things like the way light hit the water of a fountain or watching pigeons beg for scraps of food from the college students on campus. She used that eye to take her pictures, but she’d also looked at me in that same way.
Like she saw some sort of beauty in me and I’d caught her snapping pictures of me more than once when we were sitting in the quad eating lunch.
There were a few times I’d almost asked her to see the pictures so I could see what she did, but that wasn’t what a bodyguard did, so I resisted the urge.
But watching her with Edison had nearly made me forget all of that.
Then, like always, the voice of Edison’s father whispered into my ear the way it always did when I considered having more with Edison.
Keane leaders don’t have packs.
It was stupid and traditional—but at its core it made sense. The Keanes valued bloodlines above all else, specifically the golden eyes that were a show of that purity.
What if I gave in with Perrie and one of her children came out with dark eyes? Could I live with myself if a child was treated the way I had been?
I was barely a Keane as it was. My father was a part of a distant branch of the clan and my mother had been a sex worker. He denied my existence for the first nine years of my life, and if I closed my eyes, I could still envision the dirty studio apartment I’d lived in with my mother until Declan Keane had shown up one day.
He’d offered me his hand and a place next to his son, probably knowing that giving an abused little boy a chance at life would buy the kind of loyalty you couldn’t get anywhere else.
Which was exactly what was fucking me up about the whole situation with Perrie. I should have felt that loyalty to Declan, even if he was dead, and ignored Edison’s actions completely. I was supposed to be his subordinate and now that Edison had a wife he could trust not to kill him in his sleep, I needed to stop our little arrangement.
So why did even the thought of it make me feel as if I’d swallowed glass?
“Hey, bossman,” Collum greeted as I stepped into the gym.
I ignored him in favor of heading for the changing room where I kept my workout clothes.
As I changed, I groaned when I realized that I was sporting a half-hard erection. There was no way I was going to be able to go back out there like this.
I could still hear the guys outside chatting with each other as the sound of weights clanging together filled the gym.
Shucking my clothing off, I stepped into one of the shower rooms and pulled the door firmly shut behind me.
Turning the water to as cold as I could get it, I stepped under the spray with a hiss and stared down at my current predicament.
Seeing Perrie and Edison like that had been… shocking. She’d spent the past few days ignoring him and I knew it had been pissing him off, so to find them on his desk had been like a fever dream.
Hearing the sounds of Edison’s grunts and Perrie’s moans had nearly done me in, but that hadn’t been the strongest pull coming from Edison’s study. No, that had been their scents.
Perrie perfumed often without realizing it—her strawberry scent leaving a delicious trail in her wake as she went about her day. There had been several times I’d had to glare off some of the younger alpha idiots on campus who tried to talk to her when they caught a whiff of it in the air.
But Edison’s vanilla scent almost never swelled the way it was when I found them together.
The only time it came even close was when we were together in his room.
My mouth had watered as I sucked in long drags of it and I could still taste it on my tongue even as I stood under the icy waterfall.
“Fuck,” I muttered to myself when I glanced down to find that instead of calming down, my cock had raised to full attention thanks to the turn of my thoughts.
With a groan, I wrapped a hand around my length and gave it a pump, images of Edison and Perrie together filling my mind. My hips jerked forward, as if urging my hand on and I finally gave in.
I wasn’t sure how long I stood there, jerking my cock and chasing the image of the two people that made me feel the most off balance, but by the time I came and jets of cum splashed down the drain, the water had become tepid against my icy skin.
