“We need to talk,” Viper snarled on his way into the lounge room we used for entertaining guests. I’d just finished a video conference with one of my suppliers of Omega supplements and suppressants, learning there’d be a delay in the next shipment due to the escalating war that encroached on the docks.
I doubted Viper’s concern was related. Close on his heels, Aspen strolled in as though he’d been dragged in here. He ran his hand through his messy blond hair, glancing around the room expectedly.
“This better be important. I was about to tint my eyebrows,” he mocked, then burst into a chuckle and glanced over at Daniel slipping into the room, paying him out from the time he dyed his hair blue. He’d wanted his eyebrows to match, but he used too much solution and his eyebrows all fell out. Aspen and Viper never let him forget it.
Except, Daniel and Viper weren’t biting. They marched across the room to stand by the fireplace. Viper had his hands deep in the pockets of his pants as shadows rushed across his face. He looked worried, which stirred my own anxiety.
The rest of us joined him. Aspen flopped down on the leather couch, Daniel next to him, crossing his legs, and I helped myself to a glass of whiskey.
“Okay, you have our attention.”
Viper coughed, then blurted, “I found Trinity in your study, Shadow, calling her home. She’s from the Bakewell Institute For Girls. The same fucking place sponsored by the Shchavlev family. And we’ve kidnapped one of their own.” His voice climbed. “They’ll butcher us if they find out.”
My heart plummeted into my stomach and ice filled my veins as the past drove over me like a freight train. Fragments of what my parents had told me lingered at the forefront of my mind about the Russian Mafia using any excuse to destroy their enemy—my family line.
My parents might have broken away from theirs, but one never really left the Mafia, especially when the Matteis blood ran in our veins. I’d ensured my dealings bypassed both families as much as possible, but Father’s words streamed across my mind.
“Son, don’t for one second believe the Shchavlev family won’t find a reason to destroy you. So don’t give them one. Understand?”
“Don’t mince your words,” Aspen boomed, tearing me out of my thoughts. He climbed to his feet, while Daniel took a sharp intake of breath, his face paling. They all knew the truth, and Viper was spot on. While my father had cut all ties with his family—the Matteis Mafia—we still weren’t safe.
“So, what does this mean for us?” Daniel asked, his voice timid, his hands wringing in his lap.
Filling the crystal tumbler to the halfway point with Dalmore whiskey, I pressed it to my lips and drank it in two gulps. I always savored the honeyed elixir, but I needed a fast shot to calm my nerves. Setting the tumbler down, I turned to my pack.
“It means we need to be extra vigilant so no one finds out Trinity is here. We double our guards outside the gates and install more security cameras. And she has to stay indoors, especially since she’s perfuming more frequently.”
“So, you’re still hung up on keeping her?” Viper barked. “Don’t get me wrong, I get the appeal. Our primal nature is calling to her as an Omega, but you’re going to risk everything? Are you going to conceal her for eternity?”
“Maybe Viper has a point,” Daniel piped up.
He glanced my way, looking nervous, but I ignored his comment, knowing it came from a place of jealousy and fear. Soon, he’d learn to accept Trinity as one of us and as family.
“I don’t agree,” Aspen responded before I could. “Maybe you haven’t spent enough time with her, Viper, but as far as I’m concerned, she’s my Omega… our Omega, and we’re not going to just toss her away because you got scared. We’re not exactly weak, so grow some fucking balls and get ready to fight for what belongs to us.”
“Fuck off,” Viper snarled. “I’m aware what she means for us, and if she goes back, she’ll be in grave danger at the Institute, but we’re already a family. Are we ready to risk everything we worked for, even our lives, for this Omega?”
“Here’s the thing…” I stepped toward the two Alphas, who were standing feet apart, ready to launch at one another. It took all I had not to bellow my command that she stayed. “I get why you’re not convinced about Trinity. You’ve been living with grief for years, but that doesn’t mean you don’t have a right to find happiness once more with another Omega. Like Aspen, I can’t walk away from Trinity. That moment has long passed, and if what you say is right about her being in danger, you’ve just cemented our decision that she stays.”
Gritting my teeth, an ache flared in my head at the thought that we’d stolen an Omega from the worst possible Institute, but I wasn’t a bastard to walk away from danger.
“So, we’re going to babysit the Omega?” Daniel stood.
“Sit the hell back down,” Aspen snapped, anger spreading across his face. “Unless you’re going to contribute from a place that isn’t jealousy…”
“Enough,” I spat. “We don’t turn on each other. We are one, a found family, and we’re going to overcome this. I have connections across the country who have men inside both Mafia families, so Aspen, go pack. You and I are going on a short trip to pay them a visit. Viper, increase the security and lock down the fortress until we return.”
Daniel sat with his shoulders curled forward, and I placed a hand on one, squeezing lightly.
“For now, we give Trinity everything she needs. A sense of calm, comfort food, and help creating her nest since she’s getting closer to that stage.”
“And?” Viper pressed.
“We keep her happy, so she doesn’t want to run away from us or attempt to call the Bakewell Institute For Girls and compromise all our situations. It can’t be that hard.”
Viper growled under his breath, and Aspen nodded, but Daniel remained rigid in his seat.
“Remember, she’s here because we took the Omega, and our bodies are desperate to bond with her. It’s what we need. Sure, she came to us unconventionally, but that doesn’t mean shit. She’s ours.”
“I’m ready,” Aspen agreed with a grin. “Anything to find a way to fix this because I’d do anything to keep her. To me, she smells like home. It’s unmistakable that she belongs to us. She’s not a pushover. She almost clawed my eyes out that night she tried to escape.”
“I might like this girl after all.” Viper grinned, then pressed his mouth into a thin line and stalked out of the room, Aspen on his heels.
My chest tightened because in a world where governments were corrupt and ruled like puppets by the two Mafia families, it was a challenge to keep out of the line of danger, especially in our work. There was no room for mistakes.
So, we’d find a way to make her officially our Omega, even if it came with changing her identity and creating a fake ID for her. That would give us a starting point to prove she had always been with us. I sure as hell wasn’t beyond lying to protect her.
My father’s words kept swimming in my mind, confirming I was doing the right thing, even if doubt curled in my brain.
“When you find the right Omega, you’ll know it before you even have a chance to kiss her. Your body will burn for her, and your mind will be infatuated. Nothing will stand in your way to make her yours, son.”
I’d grasped hold of his belief with conviction, even after he and my mom were butchered by Shchavlev enforcers for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. My chest tightened—the ache was still raw after these twenty years. I’d been eight at the time, but death never leaves you when you lost a loved one. It just followed you like a shadow, now and then reminding you of the piece of your soul that had been ripped away.
“Have you ever wanted something so much that it hurt?”
Daniel’s voice sliced through the memories and dragged me back to reality. I lowered my gaze to my Beta, now standing in front of me, heartache in his eyes, and it broke me to see him going through his anguish.
Taking his hand, I drew him closer. He coiled his arms around my waist while his cheek nestled in the middle of my chest, and my cock stirred. It didn’t take long for my body to awaken to his touches.
“More than you’ll ever know.” I kissed the top of his head. “But you have little to worry about. You will always be mine. I would risk everything I had to save you, too. I am officially your Alpha and your boyfriend. That doesn’t change unless you want it to, okay?”
“The Omega’s really warmed up to you,” he murmured, his eyes lifting to mine, a sharpness behind them. I expected him to keep speaking, but he never continued.
Sliding my finger under his chin, I stared into e deep-brown eyes that looked soulful. His lips pouted for a kiss. I slipped my thumb across his sharp cheekbone, then threaded my fingers through his dark hair, which was long overdue for a trim.
“She has, and she will be all of ours. Tell me, what’s changed with you? When she first arrived, you were buzzing about her arrival, excited almost. Now, you can’t stand to even say her name.”
He drew the corner of his bottom lip into his mouth and gnawed on it before answering
“I’m worried you’ll forget me.”
Letting his words fill the silence of the room, I studied the man I fell in love with before I knew what love was.
“I haven’t spent enough time with you, have I? Or told you how much I miss you when we’re apart?”
Something light in his eyes had my heart fluttering. Swallowing, he lowered his gaze and tucked a loose strand of hair behind his ear.
“When I found her with your cock deep in her mouth, something changed inside me. I’m trying really hard not to be jealous, but I can’t get that image out of my head and that she did it better than me. That she—”
“Hush.” I placed a finger to his mouth. “I think I need to fill your head with a different memory, to remind you how much I adore you, and to get those negative thoughts out. I also need you to promise me that you’ll make an effort with Trinity.”
The corner of his mouth pinched, and his shoulders lowered. After a long pause, he muttered, “I promise.” Then the spark from his eyes returned.
“But back to what you were saying… What do you have in mind, boyfriend, because it needs to make me forget a lot.”
I laughed, adoring how excited he always got when it came to anything sexual between us. I’d always considered myself a sex fiend, but Daniel was a rabbit, ready to go at the drop of a hat anytime, anywhere.
His hand slid down between us and curled around my growing erection. I hissed, then groaned.
Daniel was the type of man who craved attention and affirmation, and I’d fallen short of that lately.
“Allegedly, a spa is one of the best places to fuck,” he whispered.
“Allegedly?”
“Read it in a forum.” He shrugged. “Maybe we need one installed outside.”
“How about we revisit that once we sort out the current state of affairs.”
His face fell. “Yeah, of course. Not everyone is a spa lover…”
I let him ramble, knowing him well enough to understand when he did, regardless of the topic, it helped him cope with his anxiety. Though a spa might be a fun element to add to our lives.
When his hand rapidly slid up and down my cock, the heat in my body erupted, and my shaft twitched against his touch.
His eyes widened, and an excited moan spilled from his throat. I adored this Beta more than he’d ever know, complete with those sexy sounds he made, even with his spouts of jealousy.
My cock pulsed when he dropped to his knees in front of me. He started to pull at my belt and zipper, but I needed something different, and so did my little Beta.
“Not tonight,” I growled, lifting him back to his feet by his arms. Spinning him, I bent him over on the side of the couch, and a gasp was expelled from his sweet lips.
“Fuck me, Alpha, fuck me hard.”
Stripping off his jeans and boxes, everything in me seized up. Seeing his ass in the air, my erection grew to the point of pain.
I unzipped my pants and my cock flopped out, thick and swollen, already leaking. I snarled at how good the freedom felt, then stepped between my lover’s legs. Rubbing the tip along his ass, I reached around his hips and curled my fingers around his thick member. I palmed him a few times, and he shivered beneath me.
“Keep making those sounds, Beta. They’re bliss.”
He made delicious trilling sounds.
His hips bucked back against me, his tight little hole ready for me.
“I’ll be right back,” I murmured and moved to the drawers against the wall where I grabbed a tube of lube. Fucking my Beta at any chance I desired meant I was prepared in every room of the house for such an occasion.
“Fuck,” he grunted, keeping his gorgeous ass in the air, his head resting against a cushion on the couch.
I had to steady my breathing with the urgency pumping through my veins to fuck him already.
“Let me get you ready.” I spread the lube across that gorgeous hole waiting for me, then pushed the tip of my cock into his ass, pressing in deeper without pause. He was so tight, squeezing me to the point of delirium pleasure. The burn turned into ecstatic sensations, sending small jolts of arousal through my body. I had little patience today and longed to fuck him—to pound into him, to make him scream.
Stuffing myself into him down to my balls, I stared down, and a shiver of elation rushed down to my back, seeing how deeply embedded I was in him.
His hands fisting the cushions, he gasped for air.
“Have you gotten bigger since the last time?”
I chuckled.
“Are you going to scream for me?” I purred, pulling out and driving back in, slamming into the hole that swallowed my cock, taking complete control of him. Daniel craved to be dominated and listening to his moans ignited a match.
I rocked in and out of him, tingles of pleasure rushing over me. There was no pause, just the constant slapping into my lover so powerfully with each thrust, the couch moved a few inches across the wooden floorboards.
His screams flooded the room, and already I felt him clamping down around me, shuddering with his release. Fucking him this hard from this position always brought him to orgasm fast. I ran my hand down his back, pushing him down—he loved it when I held him down, when I dominated him.
“Yes… yes,” he breathed heavily.
I sank deep just as tightness spread across my insides, and without thought, an orgasm ripped into me. Gripping him, I shoved myself deep and pumped my load into him, so much that some slushed back along the shaft. I wasn’t close to being done, but there was nothing more empowering than filling my boyfriend’s ass with streams of cum while he burst with his own orgasm, making a complete mess on the couch when his climax spilled his semen.
Daniel’s strained moaning sounded barely coherent when I finally drew out of him, though a sense of emptiness coiled around me. The absence of knotting—something that only happened with an Omega—buzzed in my veins, and despite the room smelling of sex and cum, I felt incomplete, unfinished.
Glancing down at my Beta, still bent over the couch, groaning with happy sounds, I enjoyed the sight of cum dripping from his hole. Fucking gorgeous.
This fuck was for Daniel to feel loved, to spill his seed. Drawing him off the couch, I lifted him into my arms, cradling him against my chest. He collapsed against me, his blissful smile warming my heart.
“I fucked you hard, so you never forget you are mine, and now I’m going to wash you and take you to my bed.”
With his head against my shoulder, he whispered, “Thank you. You have no idea how much I needed this.”
“Anything for you.”
Anything to get my mind off the danger we’d suddenly found ourselves in. And while I wouldn’t admit it to anyone, I was worried we were in deeper shit than anyone realized.
