Lake realized too late that he had miscalculated the direction and distance when Davian curled forward slightly with a muttered curse like he had been sucker-punched, attracting the attention of the entire table.
He had practically kicked Davian right on his dick.
Lake wanted the ceiling to cave in to spare him but all that happened was the undivided attention of the table right on the three of them.
He couldn’t say if it was a good thing that he had kicked off his shoe before stretching his leg out or not, and for the fear of attracting any more attention, he couldn’t take his leg back.
Bella quickly broke the silence, "Sorry for stepping on you," She made up an excuse, stealing the chance to hold Davian’s arm and pat his shoulder.
There was a couple of throat clearing at the table but they went back to their discussion and with a silent sigh of relief, Lake moved to take his leg back, unable to look Davian in the face.
Even Bella clinging to the Alpha couldn’t reach him, red staining his ears and the tip of his nose as he tried to put himself together.
He had kicked Davian in such a delicate place and he had been in shambles after that happened but there was no missing the glaring fact that the Alpha had been hard when he pulled his leg away.
It didn’t help that he could feel the weight of Davian’s stare on him, the color in his face spreading as he kept his eyes locked on the stack of documents in front of him.
There was a bit of respite then because a couple of the staff rolled in with some refreshments for the executives, and in the hubbub of the staff making sure everyone got what they wanted, Lake met Davian’s eyes.
The Alpha hadn’t stopped looking at him, those dark gray eyes were nearly black, a feral light in his eyes...
What was that he said about Davian being uninterested in sex?
After tea, wine, and pastries were served, there was an involuntary break, conversations around the table straying from the main topic.
Bella stole that chance to toss her spoon under the table and with a bright smile ducked under to retrieve it before anyone else could.
A few people around that had noticed this shared knowing looks while Davian just focused on his cup of tea.
His choice of beverage had been startling to most but the Alpha remained unbothered, mimicking Lake’s choices.
Maybe Lake’s brains were still scrambled from what happened earlier because he equally ducked under the table to find Bella with her arms wrapped around Davian’s leg.
Fortunately, her spoon had rolled over to his side of the table so he picked it up, staring right at her before sitting up.
"Bella, I found your spoon," He said with a frosty smile, waving the utensil.
This forced the heiress to get back on her seat, her smile gritted as she reached out to take the spoon. "Thank you." She forced out, not daring to say more.
Lake returned Davian’s curious look, he shouldn’t be upset but he was. Sure, Davian wasn’t interested in Bella but he still let her do whatever she wanted.
If he hadn’t interfered, just how long would Davian have let Bella have her way? Would she also be able to get him hard?
Davian choked on a sip of tea, electricity arcing up his spine. He really shouldn’t be surprised by his reaction, even if he were blindfolded in a dark room, he would be able to tell that it was Lake.
Bella was as much of a nuisance as a buzzing insect, he wouldn’t make the effort to get rid of her but he would prefer that she was gone.
He had to drop the delicate teacup in his hand so that he didn’t shatter the handle, glancing up to find Lake focused on a pastry on his plate.
If his right leg wasn’t going numb from the socked foot caressing the inside of his thigh, he would be convinced that the Omega had nothing to do with it.
Davian swallowed thickly when Lake’s foot trailed closer, his panic growing along with arousal.
Lake looked up then, he placed his elbow on the table and Visit NovelHub for more amazing novels and chapters.
Davian was sure an explosion went off somewhere in the back of his head, biting the inside of his cheek to make sure he was still awake.
He hadn’t dozed off in the middle of the board meeting, had he?
There was no time to question why Lake was doing this, too busy staving back the orgasm that had nearly swept him off his feet after a couple of barely there touches.
He had practically been on edge for the past two days, things were about to go south very quickly.
Davian’s hands were clenched so tight his knuckles were pale, saliva rapidly pooled in his mouth making him swallow sporadically, the pleasure numbing the rest of his senses.
His vision narrowed, the rest of the boardroom fading out. He could focus on nothing but Lake’s foot on him and the Omega’s dangerous smile across the table.
And just as abruptly as the whole scene started, Lake dropped his foot and went back to eating his pastries.
Davian dropped his head on the table, the tension bleeding out of his body. It felt like he had run a mile with weights strapped on, his dick pulsing, about to blow.
He panted, ignoring Bella’s prodding about his well-being. He was not okay... He needed a fucking moment.
"He’s fine," Lake interrupted Bella’s endless questioning, earning him a dark look from her.
When Davian felt like he had some control over the situation and he wouldn’t be tipped over the edge by a gentle breeze, he straightened up, wisely avoiding Lake’s eyes.
If he looked at the beautiful smiling face, he was certain he would lose hold of his precious control.