“Holy shit on a fucking stick! You did, didn’t you? Oh, man! I wish I could have seen Blake tear you a new asshole for that.”
Mason chuckled and nodded. “Blake was livid.”
“I bet. I met Blake through James long before you three got together. Blake won’t appreciate being treated like a weak omega who needs to be taken care of by his alphas. You’re lucky he hasn’t chopped your head off for that remark.”
“True,” Mason conceded. “Anyway, there’s something I’ve always been curious about. Blake is a very beautiful omega. Why didn’t you and James go after him?”
“He’s gorgeous, but he and I don’t have the chemistry between us. Besides, I was too focused on Jamesback then. As for James, he once told me Blake is like a brother to him.”
“Great.”
Anthony snickered. “Feeling a little insecure?”
Mason gave Anthony both his middle fingers and scowled. “As if. Blake would never go for your sorry assand tiny dick.”
“But at least it’s way bigger than yours.”