Slick (The Grayverse #1)

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

Holy shit.

I’ve been hard as a rock ever since Kane clamped a big mitt on my shoulder down on the dance floor, but that was mostly a fear-induced erection. Now I’m staring at a set-up straight out of one of Rowan’s porn movies. My heart is hammering in my chest, and my cock is trying to rip through my trousers so it can tackle Diana onto the oversized bed.

“Seriously?”

I’ve been reduced to a pathetic croaking sound, and Diana shoots me a worried look. Not exactly the mood I’m going for, and I give her a weak smile. “I mean, I’m down for that. I just think you should know I’m a sure thing.” Kane leers in my direction and I hurry to add, “For a bond, I mean. Sitting on your knot will require a lot more than a few candles and a bottle of fizz.”

I mean it as a joke, but of course, Kane has to take everything literally. “Let’s see how you go with my teeth in your neck before you start talking about my dick in your ass.”

I groan, but Diana is staring between us like she’s about to grab the popcorn and settle in for a show.

“Ah, about the claiming bite,” I mutter in the hope of getting back on track. “How does that work exactly?”

I’ve thrown the question in Kane’s general direction, but Jake saunters over to us. He’s already taken off his jacket and removed his cufflinks, his muscles flexing under his white shirt as he rolls back his sleeves. He looks like he’s about to get down to some very serious business, and Diana’s almost drooling at the sight of his leather suspenders. I’m pretty sure he left his tuxedo hanging in his closet just so he could get this exact reaction from her.

“You still happy to use the knot Rowan gave you?”

I blink at the question, trying to rearrange the hot-as-hell images in my head. “Ah, the silicone one? Yeah. I don’t have it on me, though.”

I blush at the stupidly obvious statement, but Jake just smiles. “Don’t worry. Rowan is also in charge of props.”

I gulp, because he’s drawn my attention to the box of sex toys sitting on a table at the end of the bed. “Ah, that’s great. But I’m not sure how that fits with Kane giving me a claiming bite.”

Kane has slipped out of his tuxedo jacket and is already working on his zipper, but he pauses to shoot me a wolfish grin. “Because you’re gonna need a little pleasure to go with your pain.”

Holy shit times two.

“You’re not the only one feeling the heat,” Kane says as he shucks off his trousers and palms his big, tattooed chest. It’s like being stared at by a thirsty lion right before he strolls down to the waterhole, and I have to clench my hands to stop them trembling. “This is Little Berry’s big debut behind the camera, after all.”

“Okay, but I think we have to retire that stage name,” Rowan says in a snippy tone as he starts fiddling with the tripod. “You can call me Mr. Vale or Director Extraordinaire. Sir works as well, especially since I’ll be calling all the shots.”

Kane and Jake look at each other before cracking up.

“Ah, that’s a no.” The governor is the first to recover, giving Rowan a pointed look. “Happy to take some cues from you, Mr. Vale, but when it comes to claiming bites, we’re likely to work off our own scripts.”

“Scripts?” I ask, that scratchy note back in my voice. “As in plural?”

“Unless you only want one,” Jake says smoothly, but I’m transfixed by the intensity of his gaze. Like most public figures he knows how to stare at you like you’re the only person in the room, and right now that laser gaze is turned firmly on me. “Either way, we’re all pack, and that’s not going to change. But Kane and I are possessive bastards, and if one of us has something the other doesn’t…”

“It can make them grumpy?” Diana chimes in, looking at me with bright eyes. “It’s only fair, Dex, otherwise you’re playing favorites.”

Jake chuckles at her reasoning. “It’ll just make me a little more competitive, probably.” He shrugs, smoothing back Diana’s hair so he can nuzzle her throat. He does that a lot, and I have to wonder what seeing his bite mark on my neck might make him do. “It’s an alpha thing, but it’s not a problem,” he goes on. “In the end, it’s up to Dex.”

Which puts me firmly back in the spotlight.

“I’m okay with that,” I admit, avoiding his gaze as I strip out of my clothes. Since the other guys aren’t totally naked, I leave my boxers on, but there’s no missing the erection tenting the fabric. To distract myself, I ask, “But why the video? You didn’t film Diana’s bonds.”

Rowan looks up from his camera. “Well, she was in heat, and consent is already tricky when you’re deep in the haze. Plus, there’s no way in hell I was sitting on the sidelines when she was begging for my knot.”

I’m pretty sure that’s a dig at her alphas, but Diana almost skips into the omega’s arms. They make out for a moment, the rest of us watching intently. I wait until they come up for air before asking, “Are you okay with this, Diana? Being filmed, I mean.”

Her blush deepens, but there’s no mistaking the excited glitter in her eyes. “Who's going to see it?”

“Just us,” Kane replies, crossing his arms and rocking back on his heels like a totem to some primitive sex god. “It’ll tide me over when I'm on a long ride with nothing but my left hand for company.”

“I take a lot of business trips,” Jake adds, a hungry gleam in his eyes. “But it won’t go further than that. This is just for our pack.”

Diana leans back against her omega and shoots both alphas a steamy look. “As long as we decide when and who, I’m okay with other people watching.”

There’s a charged silence at this revelation, and I’m pretty sure the pheromones in the air just tripled in strength. I’m probably the least surprised, though, since I’ve witnessed how little privacy she had at the slick factory. Clothes were definitely optional for the omegas, and they quickly got used to being looked at by the collectors, even though it made me want to throat-punch them most of the time. If Diana wants to explore having eyes on her for something other than the quality of her slick deposits, then I’m all for it.

“Now we’re in agreement,” Kane grunts, his gaze landing on me, “let’s get this show on the road so I can sink my teeth into the little shit.”

I’d probably take offence at his words if Diana wasn’t walking towards me with a silicone knot in her hands. “I’m so excited, Dex,” she murmurs as she hands it over. “I want to share this with you so much.”

I take the sex toy but drop it on the bed, pulling her into my arms so that I can kiss her until we’re both breathless. I was denied this for so long, I treasure every kiss, and I feel my heart clench as I gaze down into her beautiful face. “You know how much I love you, don’t you?”

She nuzzles into my hands, her honey fragrance making my head spin. A part of me understands why someone would kill for her perfume, and I have no doubt that every one of her mates would happily commit murder to protect it. The irony is that Diana is one of the most generous people I know. As she told Lily Luscious, she would have given her scent away for free if she’d only asked. “You love me as much as I love you,” she hums, standing on tiptoe for another kiss. “And when you have our alpha’s bonds, I’ll be able to feel it in my heart, every moment of every day.”

Diana often wonders how she got so lucky, but I’ve no illusions that I won the jackpot. And being an alpha’s chew toy is a small price to pay for sharing a bond with the woman of my dreams. Although, if I’m honest, I’ll be proud to wear their bites. There were dozens of other alphas at the gala tonight, but not a single one measured up to Kane or Jake in the looks or power stakes.

“If you can wait a little longer, there’s something I want to show you,” Diana says, turning her back so Kane can work on her zipper. None of us are ever going to complain about Diana getting undressed and I bite my lip as the blue-gray silk – an almost exact match for her eyes – slides down her body, revealing a sinful set of lacy white underwear.

My groan of appreciation is matched by a startled gasp from Rowan. “You got a new tattoo!”

Diana beams at him as she does a slow twirl in her high heels, revealing a tangle of pink and red roses across her lower back. “It’s an update of the old one. See? All of your names are here now.”

I look closer, amazed to realize that the Carrillos’ property mark has been completely obscured by the new ink. Better still, each bloom now bears the name of a pack mate. It’s as if a bed of roses has been planted on top of a dirty alley, and I feel some of the guilt in my gut slowly unravel. “When did this happen?”

“Yesterday. When Kane took me for a ride.”

Her cheeks go pink, and Jake cups her hips, turning her for a closer look. Of all of us, he’s been the most disturbed by the property mark. I’ve had a year to get used to it, and while Kane and Rowan hate it, they both know the claim only goes skin deep. But as governor of the state and one of the highest law officials in the land, Jake feels it’s a symbol of the way he’s failed all omegas, and his mate in particular.

“Kane’s friend did it,” Diana says happily. “Do you like it?”

Jake nods, but something clicks behind his eyes as he stares at Kane. “She was inked at the Jackals clubhouse?”

“Relax. It was Lori’s place. You know I would only use the very best.”

Jake looks a little mollified, his gaze now roaming greedily over her new ink. I can’t really blame him, since seeing my own name etched on her skin has put a tight feeling in my chest. “It’s perfect,” I tell her.

“It’s better than I ever thought it would be,” she replies, clearly not just talking about the tattoo as she draws us all close. Only Rowan stays behind the camera, and she sends him a soft smile as we all settle on the bed. “I never thought I’d get this lucky.”

“You deserve this and more,” Jake tells her, leaning down to give her a long, slow kiss. As always, watching any of her mates shower her with love brings a smile to my face. She’s come so far from the lost, lonely girl I was assigned to on D-block. “How does it feel being surrounded by your pack, sweetheart?”

“So good,” she murmurs, arching her back as Kane plays with her nipples through her lacy bra.

“You’ll feel even better with a knot in you,” he says, pinching her until she gasps. “Even if it’s made from recycled car tires.”

“I’ll have you know it’s the best silicone money can buy,” Rowan corrects him, then shoots me a saucy wink. “Camera’s rolling, superstar.”

We’ve had enough group sex that I slot easily into place, palming her thighs as her alphas kiss and stroke her breasts. But nerves still flutter in my chest as I peel off my boxers. Her eyes widen as my cock springs free, but I’m distracted by the alphas, the camera, and even the bit of plastic resting next to my knee.

“Just focus on her,” Jake tells me with a kind smile. “We’re just here to help.”

“Yeah, we’ll get your attention soon enough,” Kane grunts, flicking a finger against the side of my neck. “X marks the spot.”

For some reason, that breaks the tension, and I shove him, laughing at the outraged look on his face.

“Only good alphas get fed,” I tell him, and he grumbles under his breath, but Diana is giggling now, and we all look at her with lust-heavy eyes. Fuck, but I wish I could eat that sound out of the air. Instead, I settle for dropping to my elbows and peeling off her lacy panties. Kane snatches them off me, but I’m too busy burying my face in her pussy to fight for them. She tastes sinfully sweet, her hands gripping my hair as I lick between her folds. I’m probably giving Rowan an eyeful, but I forget to care as I slurp up her slick. She’s so keyed up, it’s trickling down her thighs and pooling on the couch. I hear the alphas groan as she swipes it up with a finger and pushes it between my lips. “Don’t waste a drop,” she whispers. “It’s all for you.”

“I’ll never waste it,” I tell her, “but your other mates are hungry, too.”

I nod at her alphas, who immediately widen her thighs, both cleaning her up with long, slow licks. She writhes under their attention, and I press a finger inside her until her clit throbs under my touch. A few gentle flicks and she’s bucking her hips, her heels pressing against my ass. “Please, Dex. I need you inside me.”

I’m so close to the edge, I grit my teeth as I roll on the knot. The alphas are still holding her thighs, and her body is open and wet as I slide inside. Her channel clutches me tight, milking my shaft, and I nearly come before I’m all the way in. But the knot holds me back, and I rock carefully inside her, drawing needy gasps from her lips. My thighs are shaking, my balls are full to bursting, and I groan as I feed her the knot, inch by glorious inch.

“Show us how good it feels, Omega,” Rowan’s hypnotic voice says from behind the camera. “Show us how much you love taking Dex deep inside you.”

Diana groans and flips me over, rising above me like a vision. I’m still knot-deep inside her and the flush on her cheeks spreads all the way to her swollen nipples. As Jake starts to suck on them, her head falls back, her caramel curls almost brushing my hips as she undulates over me like a living flame. Rowan might think his career in porn is over, but he’s directing an erotic masterpiece as far as I’m concerned.

“Feeling good, little beta?” Kane’s growl in my ear sends a shudder through me. I suppose I should be glad I’ve graduated from little shit, but all I can do is nod as Diana clenches around me. “Best way to take a bite is when you’re dick deep in sweet pussy.”

I’m pretty sure I could have open heart surgery in this position, minus the anesthesia, but big hands clamp around my skull, holding me still. The next moment Kane jerks me upright, Diana crying out as my knot rubs against her walls. She clings to me as Jake slides up on my other side, and I realize when they said two bites, they meant in tandem….

Holy freaking shit!

As a pair of oversized mouths latch on my throat, Diana clenches down hard, pleasure ripping through us like a pair of tidal waves.

Thank the stars for those endorphins, because the alphas don’t hold back, pain slicing through my neck. I cry out, the scent of my blood fills the air, mingling with cum and slick. It’s playing havoc with my hindbrain, and I groan as my nerve endings ricochet between agony and ecstasy. I’ve never felt so strung out and satisfied at the same time, and when Diana collapses onto my chest, I’m grateful for the strong arms that ease us down to the bed. I’m still blinking through a shower of starbursts when Diana nuzzles my neck, her soft tongue licking over the raw marks. I have to take a few big breaths before I can ask, “Do you think they’ll scar?”

I’m answered by matching alpha chuckles, and I groan as Kane looms over me, inspecting his handiwork. “Mine is bigger,” he says, grinning like the Cheshire cat. “Takes up half his neck.”

“Maybe, but mine is straighter,” Jake replies, showing off his own pearly whites. “And definitely more symmetrical.”

“You both suck,” I grouch.

“Yeah, but we’re stuck with them.” Rowan laughs as he joins us on the bed, his hand stroking down Diana’s spine as he gives me a sympathetic smile. “You bite it, you own it, and all that.”

“At least we match,” I tell Diana, and the sudden burst of warmth in my chest makes my mouth drop open. “Is that you?”

“It’s us,” she says simply, stretching her arms so she can pat all of her mates at once. For anyone else, it would be a logistical challenge, but even sitting on my knot, Diana juggles us with ease.

“This is it, Omega,” I murmur as she snuggles in close, the other guys stretching out around us. As my eyes grow heavy, I realize I’m sinking into a place of bone-deep belonging I always hoped for, but never thought I’d find. “Everything we ever wanted.”

“Home, sweet home,” she whispers, our bond humming between us as I succumb to the deepest, sweetest sleep of my life.

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