Chapter 20
CHAPTER 20
Cyrus
T wo shots later, and I’d ushered our little ragtag group through the club and out to the SUV. I’d made sure to have one of my employees bring it to the curb since Issa was in heels and a little…wobbly.
I had never seen her so loose. She acted as though she’d broken free from those chains her family had wrapped around her heart and mind. I just hoped it wouldn’t fade with her buzz.
Enzo and Ax weren’t nearly as drunk as Issa and Amir, but there was no point in risking them getting behind the wheel. I’d only had the one shot with them and had nursed a beer. Issa had dragged each of us onto the dancefloor at some point, even all five of us once. Although, Enzo and I pretty much just swayed a little to the music.
Ax, Issa, and Amir? I could have propped a chair in the middle of the floor just to watch the way the three of them moved. My dick had been rock hard for hours.
Yet…I couldn’t fuck Issa or Amir. Not tonight. Or at least not until th eir brains weren’t flooded with booze. I didn’t want either of them to regret anything in the morning.
Amir and Issa sang to the music playing through the radio at the top of their lungs. I glanced over at Enzo and shook my head with a smile. Ax was being nearly as loud as they were, except the bastard was actually on key.
Issa really had become a completely different person since meeting Amir. She was blooming right before our eyes like a fucking daisy or rose or some other beautiful flower.
She trusted the three of us, but she’d still remained closed off to outsiders, had been nervous around alphas, and was nervous to leave the house even with one or all three of her alphas.
Although she was only finally accepting that she was our beta after months of living with us.
But how much of that was our fault? Had any of us bothered to tell her exactly how we felt or asked whether she wanted a permanent place in our pack? I knew I sure as fuck had never told her my heart was hers, that I’d fallen hard for her within only days of knowing her, that I would literally give my life for her as long as she was safe and happy.
The three were still singing along to the radio as I pulled the SUV into the garage. We would have to take Amir back to the club tomorrow to get his vehicle, but he was definitely staying the night tonight. He and Issa drank entirely too much tonight, and by the time he sobered up, it would be closing in on dawn. No way would I let the omega be at risk when he could make my sweetheart smile so wide and so often.
“It’s like we have a chauffeur,” Issa announced, lunging forward and wrapping her arms around my throat before pressing her red painted lips to my cheek in a messy, loud kiss.
“We need to get her drunk more often,” Ax said as he pushed from the door and guided her out his side. “I like drunk Issa.”
“Because you’re drunk, too,” she announced, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, letting him carry her into the house .
He pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose, and I had to swallow back the twinge of jealousy. He’d been inside her last night with both his cock and his teeth. He’d felt her cunt wrapped around his dick while he’d bonded her to him.
I wanted that. I wanted both. I wanted her body below me, under my hands and mouth, wanted my teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her shoulder. Or maybe her throat front and center so everyone would know she was taken. Claimed by alphas who truly cared for her, who would die for her, kill for her.
Enzo was still shaking his head as he pushed through the door leading inside, but I’d seen the smile he was trying his best to hide. The two of us had drunk far less than Ax, Issa, and Amir. At least I wouldn’t be the only babysitter tonight.
Honestly, though, would I be able to reject Issa or Amir if one or both of them came onto me? I’d wanted Issa for months. And Amir’s perfume was like a fucking siren’s call to my dick, luring me in and tempting me every time we were together.
“Food,” Ax said, carrying Issa straight to the kitchen before setting her on a counter and pulling away.
Her hands immediately darted forward and snagged my shirt, pulling me closer and wrapping her legs around my ass until my covered cock was lined up directly against her panties. Either she didn’t realize her current position was flashing her lower half to the room or she didn’t care. I knew I should have reminded her, being as I was currently the voice of reason, but it was hard to think straight with the heat of her core pressing against me as Amir leaned around me and kissed her deeply and passionately.
A purr burst to life from my chest at the sight of what had officially become the center of our pack, our sweet, beautiful beta and the tall, muscular, yet sexy as fuck omega.
Her fingers were still tangled in my shirt even as Amir practically devoured her mouth, his hands pushing into her hair and tilting her head to deepen the kiss further.
My hips began to rock against her of their own accord. My brain knew I should pull away, maybe throw a bucket of ice water on these two before they ended up fucking on the counter, but my hindbrain and my dick had other plans.
Amir pulled from Issa’s mouth, lifted a hand to the back of my neck, and pulled me down until he could seal his lips over mine. And the whole time, my hips continued to gyrate against Issa as though I could telepathically will our clothing away and bury myself knot deep in her.
Fuck. No. I could never knot her. Her body wasn’t born for an alpha’s knot, and I’d rather cut my own throat than hurt my sweet girl.
But I could fuck her. And I could knot Amir.
I was supposed to be the voice of reason tonight, the sober one. But my alpha hindbrain decided then and there as Amir’s sweet chocolate and strawberry essence coated my tongue and mixed with Issa’s warm linen smell that I would have them both tonight. By morning, both would carry my alpha mark, both would be bonded to me, and Amir would officially be pack.
I just hoped when we all came down from our high – whether natural or alcohol induced – there would be no regrets.
A hand slid down my chest, my abs, to my hard cock, squeezing lightly before stroking me through my pants.
The hand was too small to be Amir’s. My Issa was toying with me, touching me, and I feared I would blow my load before ever having her body wrapped around me.
This was another moment when I wondered whether I should pull away, if for no other reason than to suggest taking this little party to the bedroom. Or at least the couch.
But when the button then zipper on my slacks were undone and slim, warm fingers wrapped around my shaft, teasing the head and smoothing the precum beaded at the top, all logical thought was gone.
Rut. I was so close to fucking rut. I did not want my first time with either of them to be when I was out of my head, but the more Issa touched me and Amir kissed me as though trying to meld his soul with mine, I was quickly losing my fucking sanity.
My hips rocked, fucking myself into Issa’s hand as Amir’s fingers tangled in my hair, his tongue damned near claiming my mouth .
Alpha hormones warred with Amir’s perfume. Enzo and Ax were somewhere nearby, watching this overt display of sexuality. And I didn’t give a fuck. I didn’t want this to stop. In fact, I wanted both Issa and Amir naked, wanted to taste them both, have them both on their hands and knees, presenting for me so I could take my time fucking into first one then the other.
Get your shit together .
Reluctantly, I pulled from Amir’s kiss and gently pulled Issa’s hand from my pants. “I will not have you for the first time on the kitchen counter.”
The little vixen was drunker than I thought, because she actually leaned back on her hands and smiled up at me, watching me through her lashes. “I don’t mind doing it on the counter.”
“You might in the morning,” I teased.
I didn’t want to stop, but I also felt as though I was taking advantage of the beta and omega. Could they technically give consent in their condition?
“Living room,” Enzo said, his voice deep and bordering on his alpha bark.
By the way Amir jerked, he’d felt that command deep in his bones.
I helped Issa off the counter and shook my head when she intentionally slid her body along mine, almost pulling my pants down with the move. And definitely making me even harder, something I wasn’t aware was possible.
Amir laced his fingers through Issa’s and they followed Enzo and Ax into the living room. The two vixens sat side by side on the couch, their lips kiss swollen, Issa’s red lipstick smeared around Amir’s mouth.
Lifting a hand, I wiped my fingertips across my mouth and came away with the same fire engine red. Damn. Why was that so fucking sexy?
Enzo sat on a coffee table directly across from the two while I leaned against the wall, zipping and buttoning my pants so I wasn’t waving my hard cock around the room. It was obvious Enzo had a few things to say .
He was quiet a few seconds, but his lips twitched as he fought to hold back the smile at the way Amir and Issa giggled and snuggled against each other.
“Neither of you are capable of giving consent tonight,” he announced. And fuck if it didn’t feel like I deflated under those words.
Not my knot, though. That was still swollen and throbbing with the need for release.
An omega whine tore left Amir’s chest as Issa crossed her arms and stuck out her bottom lip in the cutest fucking pout. I wanted to drag that lip between my teeth.
“I can consent just fine,” she protested.
“Same,” Amir said.
I huffed a laugh and coughed to cover it when Enzo shot me a glare.
The whole thing was just too damn funny. Amir had a few inches on her, yet they sat side by side like partners in crime while Ax sat in a chair across from them, his hand over his mouth as he hid a smile.
They were both horny. That was obvious. And I totally got it because I was pretty sure I could break through a concrete wall with my boner at this point.
But Enzo was right – if they were drunk, they couldn’t fully consent. We all wanted her, wanted the same bond Ax now had with her, but she needed to be in her right mind before that could happen. They both did.
“I wasn’t drunk at the bar when Amir agreed to be pack,” she said, trying to find some point of attack that would work on the pack lead. And she wasn’t wrong. She might have had a slight buzz at that point, but Amir had been sober.
Enzo dragged a hand down his face.
Amir leaned down and whispered into Issa’s ear, causing her to giggle.
“What’s so funny?” Ax asked as the two lunged to their feet, hands entwined, and ran for the stairs.
Issa skidded to a stop making Amir have to stop, as well, or risk pulling her off her feet .
“Since we’re drunk and you aren’t…we’re going up to the nest,” Issa said. And fuck…her defiant smirk made my dick twitch in my pants.
“Since you’re worried about consent, we’ll let you three decide whether you want to join in our drunken shenanigans.”
And with that, they giggled again like teenagers and darted for the stairs that would lead them up to the omega quarters. To the nest. The pack bed that would fit all five of us comfortably.
“Nah. I’m joining them. I’ll blame my inebriated state later,” Ax said, pushing to his feet and eating up the space with his long legs.
“Idiot,” Enzo muttered with a shake of his head.
He turned to me and cocked a brow.
Swiveling my head, I looked to the stairs, to my pack lead then shrugged. “Fuck it. If nothing else, I’ll just watch and fuck my own hand. Win-win and I won’t feel guilty later.”
“Seriously?” Enzo called after me. “I thought you were supposed to be the commonsense of the pack.”
“That was assigned against my will,” I called back as I took the stairs two at a time.
That was bullshit. Enzo knew it as well as I did. I was the commonsense alpha of the pack. But that was before. Before Issa. Before Amir. Before I’d tasted Amir’s lips while Issa stroked my cock.