Caspian froze, small hands wrapped around Asher's hard length, precum dribbling down his bottom lip.
He tasted panic as he sat on his knees, expecting Asher to get rid of whoever had come in. Instead, all the Alpha did was sink his hand into his hair and push his head down.
His blood was rushing in his ears but he heard the unmistakable sound of Jael, and the sound of a chair scraping the ground. The Beta would be here for a while.
Jael's nose twitched at the overpowering scent of sugar and flowers that filled the table as he sat down, he also noted that most of the food on the table was savory.
"Have something for me?" Asher asked casually.
Jael pretended like he wasn't literally gagging on the obvious scent of an aroused Omega, lifting up a bunch of files. "Just need your signature on these," He said, handing them over.
