“You may find it difficult to believe, but I promise that both of you aren’t Miles’s and Jon’s substitutes,” Kenta reassured Jensen and Milo. “I’m fully aware that you’re Milo and Jensen, and the two of you are exactly who I want to be mated to.”
Jensen gulped as he clenched his fists on either side of his legs. “Are you sure?”
Kenta beamed at Jensen in response. “Absolutely. I’m frankly more worried that you aren’t interested in being mated to me.”
Jensen chuckled softly. “You have no idea about my feelings for you.”
Kenta shook his head. “I can smell lust and desire, but love and affection aren’t something that can be detected by scent.”
Jensen smiled. “I definitely like you very much, and if you’re worried about me getting my dick up for you, why don’t you peek at it and see what state it’s in right now?”
Then he smirked when Kenta did as he said. He wasn’t fully hard yet, but he was more than halfway there.