When dinner was over, he and Kian gave Blake a mini tour of the diner, showing off the kitchen and the small office next to it, which was filled with various documents related to the business. Mason would cook and bake sometimes, but he spent most of his time at the diner reading and signing work-related documents. He also needed to deal with the financial stuff such as the receipts and various bills, which were required by the freelance tax consultant he hired to handle anything tax-related.
He also wanted to point out the house he shared with Kian. The two-floor house was located right behind the diner. However, Mason changed his mind at the last minute because he didn’t want Blake to get the wrong impression about him and Kian. After all, he and Kian were searching for an omega mate, not a one-night-stand. He wanted the three of them to settle down and have two or three kids of their own someday. If things went well with Blake in the future, Mason was certain he would get more than ample opportunities to show the omega the master bedroom and all the other fun things. He would have to be patient for the time being.
Chapter 3
“Shit!” Blake cursed for the thousandth time.
He might be exaggerating that a little, but the fact remained, he couldn’t concentrate on designing a website for one of his regular clients. It was the day after his first date with Kian and Mason, but the memory of the alphas’ scents still lingered. Kian and Mason had a powerful aroma of underlying alpha musk—Kian smelled woodsier while Mason carried a more earthy tone. Blake thought they complimented the sweetness of his scent, which was a mixture of berries and caramel.
He sighed when he felt the slick dripping from his hole. He enjoyed the alphas’ company the previous evening and he definitely loved their scents. When the server, Angela, had pointed them out, he couldn’t believe his good fortune. He remembered feeling as if his heart was about to stop at the sight of Kian’s hazel eyes and black hair. Then, Mason turned to face him, and the alpha’s amber eyes and dark brown hair mesmerized him further.
Both alphas were so handsome he honestly thought he had no chance to be with them. Good-looking alphas like them had no use for an omega like him. He was too tall and too muscular. However, he’d felt a renewed sense of hope when he detected the scent of their arousal when he shook their hands, not to mention the way they shifted closer to him as they conversed with one another for the next two and a half hours.
He also liked it when the alphas glared at some of the other alphas at the diner, who kept staring at him from the other tables. He didn’t know if they were aware of their behaviors, but he felt desired and cared for as an omega. Not that he was dainty and frail by any stretch of the imagination. He could take care of himself just fine, but being protected by two alphas still felt fantastic. The omega side of him definitely enjoyed the sense of security that was provided by Kian and Mason.
He almost jumped off his chair when he heard the insistent knocking on his front door. He had a strong feeling it would be James. He loved James, and the feeling was mutual, but his beta best friend was too nosy. Nevertheless, he got up from his chair and walked out of the office in his apartment before making his way toward the front door and unlocking it. He wasn’t surprised when James stood outside, rubbing both palms and cackling at him like a lunatic.
“Someone leaves a fabulous impression on Kee and Mase.”
He rolled his eyes. “Shut the fuck off, shit-face.”
“Is that the way you greet all of your guests, ass-breath?”
“It’s reserved for those annoying motherfuckers like you.”
“Ouch. You should be thanking me for introducing you to Kee and Mase.”
“Yeah. Thanks, jerk. Come on in and close the door behind you. Do you want beer, tea, or coffee? I have orange juice and milk, as well.”
“Chamomile tea? Your tea is the best.”
He rolled his eyes for the second time. “I have that. Give me five minutes.”
After making a fresh pot of tea, he brought the pot, two empty cups, and some sugar and milk out toward the living room on a tray before placing it down on the table. He watched as James poured himself a cup of tea and dumped eight spoonfuls of sugar into the cup. He was even more fascinated when James added a generous amount of milk. He paid close attention as James drank the tea.
“Delicious.”
He grimaced at James. “Do you have to pour so much sugar and milk into your tea? It’s…it’s frightening. I can’t get used to it no matter how many times I’ve seen it.”
“I like it sweet. Tony’s cum is salty and tangy—”
Blake’s eyes widened and he covered his ears before glaring at James. “You’re disgusting.”
“Oh, please. Sex is fun. I love it.”
“But not when you overshare the details.”
“You’re such a prude,” James scoffed.
“Better than a slut like you.”
“You’re just jealous that I get to have so much incredible sex with Tony. His dick is—”
“Stop,” he shouted at James, who snickered. “I don’t want to know.”
James shrugged. “Your loss then. Anyway, what are Kee and Mase like?”
He beamed at James. “They’re great.”
“Just great? What about their dicks?”
He glanced at James in confusion. “What?”
James gasped at him. “You didn’t sleep with them?”
“Of course not! What the fuck?”
“But…but they called Tony and me this morning, telling us how good you smelled last night.”
“At the diner, asshole. They were definitely referring to when we
