A Rogue For Four Alphas

Chapter Twenty Two

Alpha Ian and Alpha Damon laugh out loud, and a smile spreads across Eric's features. Alpha Alpha Harry laughs too, but also groans his disapproval. With urging from the other guys, he stands up, puts his hands on his hips, and wiggles his butt a little, in a move that looks nothing like a twerk.

"You can do better than that!" I cry, even though I honestly don't have any idea what kind of dancing he's capable of.

The other men tease him, and we all egg him on until eventually Alpha Harry moves in front of me, lowers into a half squat, and shakes his ass in a way that shuts me right up. The man has some moves, and as I watch him, I can't help but think about other ways he could put that hip action to work. Lord.

"Was that long enough?" he asks, twisting to look at me.

I'm tempted to tell him that he needs to keep going, but Alpha Ian says it was fine, so Alpha Harry returns to his seat.

Next, Alpha Harry chooses Alpha Ian, and dares him to put on one of my bras. As Alpha Ian looks at me, eyebrow raised in an amused, questioning expression, Alpha Alpha Damon jumps in.

"You should take off the one you're wearing and give it to him,Jasmine."

I ignore him and run upstairs to look through the dresser drawer where I've stashed my underwear. After choosing the most feminine bra I can find, I return to the living room, draping the scrap of hot pink lace over Alpha Ian 's head as I pass by.

He fumbles with it at first, sorting out the straps before he puts his arms through the loops and positions the cups over his chest. It doesn't fit his body at all, of course, but he makes the most of it, strutting around the room, wiggling his hips almost as well as Alpha Harry did, and fluttering his eyelashes in an exaggerated imitation of a woman.

Alpha Damon shakes his head, frowning, when Alpha Ian passes by him.

The game continues with Alpha ERIK getting involved by having to say what the first thing is that he'd do if he suddenly became a woman.

The other men chime in with their answers first, which unsurprisingly involve a lot of playing with their boobs.

"I'd like to experience a female orgasm," EriC SAYS, after some thought.

"Do you think they're very different from male orgasms?" I ask.

He shrugs.

"I have no idea."

After that, Alpha Harry is dared to make his orgasm face, which he does by scrunching up his features and mimicking a silent scream, resulting in a lot of laughter from everyone.

Alpha Harry dares Alpha Damon to show us the last porn video he watched. At first, with a quick side glance in my direction, Alpha Damon denies watching porn, but his friends quickly and loudly call bullshit, until he eventually relents, pulling up a video that, also unsurprisingly, features two women getting it on.

Alpha Damon is still looking slightly sheepish and more than a little irritated when he issues Alpha Ian a dare to shave one of his legs. When Alpha Ian refuses, Alpha Damon says,

"Then tell us when you last cried."

Out of the corner of my eye, I spot Alpha Harry frowning as Alpha Ian shoots Alpha Damon a dirty look.

"You know the answer to that, and if you're trying to embarrass me, it won't work." Alpha Ian 's eyes flicker to me before returning to Alpha Damon.

"It was when we watched Million Dollar Baby, and I'm not ashamed of it."

Things are silent for a long moment before Alpha Ian turns to me. "Truth or dare, Jasmine?"

Since the game has moved into raunchy territory, as truth or dare inevitably does, I opt for truth this round.

Alpha Ian glances at Alpha Damon before delivering my question, "Who's better in bed Jasmine? Me or Alpha Damon ?"

The glare Alpha Damon sends in Alpha Ian's direction is so icy I'm surprised his nose doesn't fall off from frostbite. I'm shooting my own nasty look at him, shocked by his question, and angry that he's revealed the fact that we've had sex just to get some kind of revenge on Alpha Damon.

Alpha Damon clearly didn't know until now, and he's not happy about it, to say the least. He's not saying anything, but he doesn't have to; anger is written all over his face and evident in his body language.

I remind myself that Alpha Damon has no legitimate reason to be mad, and he certainly has no claim on me, but that doesn't stop me from being supremely uncomfortable about this messy situation.

"Well?" Alpha Ian prompts, pretending he doesn't notice my death stare.

Of course, I wouldn't answer the question even if I had a preference, which I don't. Alpha Damon and Alpha Ian were two of the most pleasurable sexual experiences I've ever had, but I'm not going to tell them that either. "Give me a dare," I say through gritted teeth.

Alpha Ian's sly grin widens. He was expecting me to duck his question, and he had an alternative ready.

"I dare you to kiss Alpha Erik."

My mouth falls open. If his truth question was shocking, his dare is a bombshell. What in the hell is going through his head?

Then I see Alpha Ian watching Alpha Damon, monitoring his reaction. He wants me to kiss one of the other guys simply to aggravate Alpha Damon.

My eyes dart to Alpha Erik, who seems unaffected by all of this. He almost looks bored, until he meets my eyes, and I see something deeper there. "C'mon over," Erik sha, gesturing with a lift of his chin.

I was prepared to refuse the dare, because Erikhas shown about as much life as a wet paper bag, but the way he's looking at me now tells a different story. I decide that I can't say no, because curiosity would eat away at me the rest of the night.

All four men are silent as I cross the room to

Alpha Erik's chair. I lean down, intending on giving him a brief peck on the lips, but he grabs my arm and pulls me onto his lap, drawing a cheer of encouragement and laughter from Alpha Ian.

I end up sitting sideways on his legs with his arm cradling my back. Erikis leaner than the other men, but his long frame seems to be entirely constructed of hard muscle. I'm stunned to suddenly be so close to him.

The heat from his skin seeps into mine, and the leathery scent of his cologne surrounds me, making me feel like he and I are in a bubble, somehow separate from the others in the room.

Or maybe it's his eyes making me feel that way.

They're fixed on mine, except for when they briefly drop down to my lips.

According to the dare, I'm supposed to kiss him, but I'm frozen in place, unable to initiate anything now that I'm so close to him. I'm lucky I can still breathe.

"Kiss him," Alpha Ian says from somewhere outside of our bubble, breaking the spell just enough so that I can lean even nearer to this quiet, indifferent man whose lap I'm on. I press my lips against his tentatively, immediately surprised by how soft they are, when everything else about him feels so hard.

As soon as we make contact, his hand presses into my side, taking possession. His mouth opens slightly and he turns his head to bring our lips together at a different angle. He briefly tugs my upper lip between his, then samples my bottom lip with a swipe of the tip of his tongue.