Omega In The Office - Aria Grace Page 0,8

the scent of his arousal as he moans beneath my touches.

But there’s more.

It’s not just Candor’s moans I hear as I stroke my cock. There’s another voice, someone behind me. A shadowy figure I can’t quite make out. At first, I assume it’s Candor, sinking his dick in my ass and clutching my hips as he fucks me.

But as the scene plays out in my head, my heart rate spikes.

I know that voice.

That dark, sexy, familiar tenor that whispers in my ear about how much he wants to knot me. I look up at Candor to see him looking past me. His gaze is locked with the alpha behind me. He’s encouraging him. Telling him to knot me. Telling him to claim me—to complete our triad.

“Fuck me,” I beg on an exhale, fisting myself as my balls tighten. “Knot me...” I desperately plead while trying to keep my voice low. “I want...I want...your knot...Lucius...”

His name escapes my lips, and my cock spasms in my hand. Come shoots across the floor as I’m shaken by the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever experienced. My body shudders, completely drained, as I sink back against the wall.

Heart racing, cheeks flushed, I struggle to catch my breath.

What the hell just happened? One minute, I’m jerking off to the sexy new tenant I just spoke to, and the next thing I know, I’m crying out my twin’s name and picturing some sort of weird threesome.

Looking down at the mess I’ve made of the office floor, I’m surprised. There’s more than I expected. A lot more, actually.

“I was just backed up,” I tell myself aloud. “Just horny as hell. That’s all.”

I quickly retrieve my clothes from the office sofa and head into the small half-bath that occupies the far corner. A few minutes later, I’m all cleaned up and dressed once more. And a few more minutes after that, the room is cleaned up, restored to its original state.

Just in the nick of time too.

My phone chimes from its spot on the desk. A text from Lucius.

Dirty images flash through my head, but I cough them away. I’m not going to let one weird masturbation session make things awkward between the two of us. Besides, we’re running a business together. It’s not like I can actually ignore him.

I pull up his text and take a breath before looking at it. Where the hell are you?

Damn, he’s sure got a way of spoiling my post orgasm high. His texts always feel so confrontational. It wouldn’t kill him to drop an emoji or two now and then to lighten things up a bit.

In the office. I send the reply and drop onto the sofa.

A few seconds later, I receive a text that shows the sign I taped to the door outside. Fortunately, I already have a plan for this. Dragging myself to my feet, I ruffle my fingers through my hair and force a yawn. By the time I cross the room and unlock the door, I’ve perfected a bleary-eyed expression.

“Were you sleeping?” Lucius looks baffled as I crack the door and squint against the daylight.

“Maybe?” I stifle another yawn and step back, making room for him to enter. “You know I haven’t been sleeping well.” That’s a true and unfortunate side effect of sleeping on the floor for so long. A new bedroom set isn’t exactly high on the list of essential purchases right now, but I’ll be happy when it finally works its way to the top.

“The sofa in here is comfy.” I hastily shield my eyes as my twin unceremoniously flips on the overhead light.

“A little heads-up next time, please?” He pauses, his nose wrinkling as his brow furrows. “Why does it smell so weird in here?” Lucius looks sidelong at me before spotting the paper towels I left on the floor where I cleaned things up. “What’s that?”

“I spilled some coffee this morning.” I sigh and shake my head. “I got it all out, don’t worry. There won’t be a stain.” I’m a little appalled by how easily I’m able to lie to my brother, but there’s no way I can tell him what I was really doing in here.

Even if my fantasies hadn’t taken the surprising turn that they did, it would still be awkward.

“What did you need?” I ask, trying to move the conversation forward. I really don’t want Lucius digging into this any more than he already has.

“The check bounced,” Lucius says, looking back at me and folding his arms. “For Candor