Our Deceptive Heat (When it Raines Omegaverse #3)

27. Tyr

Chapter twenty-seven

Tyr

Seeing you is believing in bliss, touching you is grounding me in sin, and I’m traveling a road that keeps leading right back to you- Tyr Raines

Her words keep repeating, and somehow, I find myself sitting on the couch of Mitro Landers’ show doing an interview. I don’t feel prepared for it at all because all I can think is that she loves me.

And I want to throw caution to the wind, upend our lives, and tell her I love her back. But if I do that, if I’m all in, then I don’t know how I will survive. Especially when we still need to sort out Alpha Labels. We don’t have enough money; I checked.

How can I love so many people so completely? Loving Mako was easy. Loving Digs was effortless. Envy- how could I not, but her? Ryn? Loving her comes with ruin. It’s impossible, it’s hard, it’s inevitable.

I can’t stop myself anymore than I can stop the tides turning.

Every smile she offers, every elegant gesture. Her face scrunched up in thought as she writes lyrics, her face relaxed in sleep. Everything about her is inside me, and I can’t escape it. None of us can. I can feel the strength of feeling that rolls through our bonds.

People are talking, but I can’t look away. She smiles at something, her eyes shine, her dark hair so damn glossy.

Envy elbows me hard.

I rip my eyes away and wheeze.

“Oh, I think that’s a yes, everybody!” Mitro says and leans across his desk. He is a natural, and very popular host. His candy red hair shines and makes his green eyes stand out. He’s got a strong jaw line and a smile that has people swooning. He seems like a nice guy, and he did agree to all the clauses that he must not talk about. Still, I have no interest in him. “Let me repeat the question, Tyr. Are you in love?”

My eyes find hers. She looks hesitant, scared. Why? Isn’t it obvious?

“Yes.”

Her eyes go wide, her mouth parts, and she clutches Tony’s arm for support. Tony motions with his hand to cut it out.

“You are?” Mitro crows. “Who is she? Or is it a he?”

“She,” I whisper without thinking.

Envy elbows me harder, and I almost fall out of the chair, trying to get away from him.

I suddenly remember where I am.

“Who is she? You have to tell us!” Mitro shouts and leans over Envy, ripping a growl out of Mako.

I put my face in my hands. This shit show is going to destroy us. I pull my hand away, and I’m immediately caught by the expression on her face. It’s soft and so filled with everything I don’t deserve.

I love her.

To hell with everything else.

“Now, I have a couple more questions. It’s said you’re courting an omega, true or not true?”

I snap my eyes to him, glaring. “Not true.”

“Oh. That’s a shame, but good news for all the lucky omegas out there.” He smiles at the camera and looks back at me.

“Your reputation-”

“She was my sister.”

Everyone goes silent.

“Pardon?”

“The girl everyone thought I was fucking when I rescued her from a brothel. That was my sister. She’s been treated for addiction. I did not sleep with anyone in that building. I got a call, and I went there with a doctor. He spent several grueling hours saving her life, and I took her to a treatment facility.”

Mitro blinks. “Why didn’t you say anything before?”

“I was trying to protect her.”

“Why come clean now? ”

“Because I don’t want to be the person that people think would do something like that. I’m not that guy.”

Mitro smiles widely. “What kind of guy are you, Tyr?”

“He’s the kind of guy who lets himself get hurt by the words of the world to protect someone,” Mako growls.

“Tyr is the guy who takes care of you when you’re sick or tired.” Envy shrugs. “He’s a mother hen.”

Mitro laughs and looks at Digs.

“He’s the guy you look up to, the one you know has your back, no matter what. He would never do anything to cause you pain, not unless he had no other choice.”

My cheeks burn, and I glance at her. She is smiling, her hand in Tony’s.

“Tyr, I am so glad you could come on today. Thank you for sharing that with us. Is there anything you want to say to your fans?”

I smile. “Just that we appreciate the absolute fuck out of you.”

“Oops, we’re going to need to bleep that out.” Mitro laughs and turns to the camera.

He starts talking, but I’m done. I need to go.

“Are we done?” I cut into Mitro’s conversation. I don’t wait for him to tell me, I just stand up and glide off the stage, my pack a step behind.

I glance back at Mitro, regretting my rudeness. He just smiles, his face is perfectly made up, his strange candy apple red hair flawlessly styled. He is kind and teasing, and any other day, I’d really like this alpha. But in his eyes I see something else: fierce intelligence and yearning. I wonder who he wants but can’t have.

Any other day, I’d go back and talk to the alpha, maybe try to be his friend, because I like him, but…

Just…not today.

She waits for us, her eyes wide and a smile on her lips. I hold out my hand, and she slips hers into mine.

This is how it should be.

I lead them out of the studio and down to our car. I barely wait for the car door to shut before I’m on her, kissing her so deeply I drown in coconut. My hand on her nape, pulling her closer as I lean over her.

The car stops, and I tear my mouth from hers. Her lips are a delicious cherry colour, and her eyes are sparkling.

I look at the hotel and then back at her. “I can’t wait. Immanuel put up the privacy screen and take us round the city.”

Immanuel gives the affirmative and starts driving. I drag her onto my lap .

I almost rip her jeans off her, but she just arches and rubs against me as I dispose of her clothes.

Sliding us into the middle seat, I motion to my pack to move out of the way.

My hands grab her hips hard enough to bruise. I hold her poised over my dick as the car rocks.

I look up at her, watching the intense way she’s watching me.

“Fuck me, Omega.”

She sinks down, slowly, agonisingly drawing it out.

I narrow my eyes, watching her watching me.

“Put your hands on me, Alpha.”

How can I resist? I slide my hands over those silken thighs and up her sides. I cup her breasts before leaning forward and taking one of those dark pink nipples into my mouth and sucking hard. With a surrendering sigh, I bury my face against the softness of her breast, as her fingers sink into my hair, tightening to hold me against her.

I lose myself in the feel of her. Sweeping my hands over her curves, pulling her closer, urging her movements faster. The sultry heat of her dragging me to a painful heaven as her slick spreads across my thighs and soaks me through.

All I can smell is coconut. It’s on my tongue, in my brain. I let go of her nipple and grab her hair, yanking her down to me.

“I love you,” I whisper against her lips. “No matter what else is in the world and all the problems, that is true.”

I push my tongue into her mouth before she can answer me.

“Fucking hell, Omega,” I hiss and drag her down onto me. “You feel so good. So fucking wet.”

She arches her back, bouncing on my cock, those magnificent breasts jiggling in front of my face. I reach out and grab them again, promising myself I’ll fuck them one day.

I reach before her and run my finger around her ass hole. She flinches, but gets a whole lot wetter.

“If we were anywhere else,” I murmur.

She pants against my lips, biting me. I retaliate by pushing two fingers into her ass.

The reaction is everything. I groan as her body clenches on my cock.

“Good, Omega,” I whisper as she falls boneless into my arms. “That’s one.”

She whimpers, but I grab her ass and start fucking her on my cock.

“Give me another one,” I purr at her.

Her eyes narrow, and she glances to the side.

“There’s something I want to do. Will you trust me?”

“Always.” She smiles sweetly, showing how true that statement is .

I reach out, pull out one of the band t-shirts that we keep in the car, and tie it around her eyes.

“Just don’t worry about them. Focus on me,” I purr.

My omega keeps riding my cock. I don’t know if she knows what the slapping sounds are, but she can’t see the three cocks aimed at her.

But I can, and it drives me out of my mind.

I surge up into her, over and over, bucking up, lifting her off the seat, so her fingernails have to claw into my shoulders to keep her balance.

I lick her skin, trying to lick that damn scent off of her. My fingers flex in the soft curves of her thighs and ass.

All I can smell is the pack.

I look up, my eyes locking with Envy’s.

“Come for me, Alpha.”

She doesn’t know how close he is. She doesn’t know.

Envy lets out a grunt, his cum jetting out of his hard cock and coating our omegas tits.

I keep my eyes locked on him, watching as he opens his eyes. Is that fear and is that regret in them?

But Digs feels it and acts before I can, dragging Envy to his knees and tapping his cock on his face. Envy opens his mouth, and Digs groans as he jacks off into his mouth.

Fuck.

The car takes a corner, but I reach out, holding Envy in place, my other arm locked around the omega, holding her still.

Mako sits beside and reaches up, running his fingers through Envy’s cum.

“Envy came on your tits, Omega. He claimed you. He marked you as his.”

To our surprise, she lets out a cry and spasms, her body locking tight on mine. I grind my teeth, but I’m so surprised by her sudden orgasm that she steals mine from me, dragging it unwillingly from my body. I wasn’t finished yet.

Mako laughs darkly, and when I’m done, he pulls her off my lap and onto his.

“Good girl, Omega. Now, let’s do that again.”

I blink in shock. That’s never happened to me before.

I turn and find Envy with the same shadowy thoughts.

But there’s also a hint of yearning and a soft smile.

“Immanuel, can you take us around a second time?” I say into the intercom. “We need a bit more time.”