Chapter 27
Sky groaned and dropped his head into his hands. What the hell had he done? What had gotten into him? Why the hell had he—
A hand clapped down on his back, causing him to yelp and jolt.
“Whoa,” Elm gave him a strange look. “Dude, relax. It’s just me. I came to congratulate you.”
On winning the bet against his brother? Seemed like an odd thing to congratulate him on. Getting to fuck his brother.
“I knew you’d pull yourself together and take first place. Can’t believe you got five bullseyes in a row! New personal best to end your archery career.” Elm snatched the shiny medal off the table where Sky had placed it and promptly forgot all about it, twisting it in the light. “Cool.”
“You can have it if you help me sneak out of here.”
The rest of the archery team had already left for their celebratory dinner, though they’d been disappointed that Sky was blowing them off. It’d taken some convincing, but he’d finally gotten them to leave and had been waiting in the lobby for the alpha to magically appear since.
It was still a bit crowded, the rest of the onlookers and teams making their way out of the building in groups, but so far there’d been no sign of Kian.
What the hell could he be doing that was taking him so long? It wasn’t like he knew anyone else here.
Wait.
He wasn’t being held back by Talia, right? Had Sky seen her leave?
Elm grunted and put the medal back, oblivious to Sky’s wandering thoughts. “Even a beta like me knows better than to get between an alpha and his omega.”
Sky rested his arm on the table and swiveled to better face him. “Seriously? One family meeting and suddenly our friendship means nothing to you?”
“You’re forgetting,” he grunted. “Kian now has two brothers. He’s only got one omega. Take a guess which of us he’ll be more comfortable discarding if it comes down to it?”
“You,” Kian’s voice cut through their conversation, and Sky bolted to his feet in a cringeworthy display of cowardice. The alpha’s eyes caught his, then slipped over to Elm. “I’m glad you’re no longer upset.”
“I’m still upset,” Elm griped. “But it’s not like there’s anything I can do about it, is there?”
“No.”
“Exactly. Just don’t forget what you promised Mom.”
“Of course.”
Sky glanced between them. “What’d you promise?”
“You didn’t tell him?” Elm clicked his tongue.
“I thought you would,” Kian said.
“Why would I be the one to tell him?”
“You’re his best friend.”
“You’re his alpha!”
“You live with him.”
Elm opened his mouth, then snapped it shut, expression turning smug. “Yeah, yeah, I do, don’t I.”
Kian’s upper lip curled bitterly. “Not for long.”
Okay, time to put an end to this.
Sky clapped his hands once loudly to get their attention. “One of you tell me before I decide to leave without either of you.”
“Family dinner next month,” Elm said. “He promised our parents he’d bring you.”
Sky had eaten dinner at the Erskine house a million times.
But suddenly, he was nervous as hell.
Which was why he changed the subject. “We’re going to go check in on Shiloh. Would you like to come?”
“Nah.” Elm slipped his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. “I’m not ready for all that. But you have…fun?”
Kian’s mood noticeably soured, staring past Sky and Elm at something further down the large foyer they were in. “I’m going to be honest, omega, if I have to watch one more person flirt with you, you will not like the consequences.”
“What are you—” Sky’s sentence ended on an oomph when Elm shoved him not so delicately out of the way and caught the male who’d been about to hug Sky from behind.
“Wylder!” Elm made a big show of squeezing the omega, who was only an inch or so shorter than he was, and just as broad. “Man, good to see you!”
“Elm, what the fuck.” Wylder slapped his back to try and tap out of the hug, but Elm ended up twirling him in his hold. An arm landed over the omega’s shoulders, and Elm started walking him away. “Dude, I came to congratulate, Sky. Let go. What is with you?”
What a save. Huh. Looked like their friendship was alive and well after all, Sky mused to himself, then recalled the brooding alpha across the table from him. He risked a sideways glance and, sure enough, Kian was now surveying him.
“What?” Sky risked asking.
“Who was that?”
“Wylder Storm.”
“One, that’s a stupid name. Two, he seems far too comfortable with you.”
“Okay, well, one, rude. Two, he’s a competitor. He’s on the Vakelts team. We’ve been rivals for years.”
Kian didn’t seem to believe him. “Rivals who give each other sneak attack back hugs?”
“When you put it like that, it sounds weird.” Sky waved toward the wide double doors. “Are we going to stand here and argue, or can we leave?”
“Omega.”
“Don’t omega me,” he made his tone guttural, laying it on a little thick in the poor mimicking department, but he was mostly deflecting. He’d rather they talk about this than the elephant in the room. “What took you so long anyway, huh? What were you doing just now?”
He wanted to ask if he’d been with Talia, but before he could get to that part, Kian responded bluntly.
“Jerking off.”
Sky’s eyes widened, and his annoyance wavered. “What?”
“I couldn’t help it.” Kian slowly made his way around the table, capturing the space between them as he spoke.
“The second you released that final arrow and hit the bullseye, all I could picture was you on your back, writhing in my bed.” His lips ghosted against Sky’s ear, voice dropping wickedly. “Impaled on my cock.”
He sucked in a sharp breath, hands clenching into fists at his side when that caused the alpha to chuckle and pull away.
“Don’t think I didn’t catch on to what you were doing,” Kian said. “You set up this new bet in your favor. If you win, I can fuck you? Sounds to me like someone came up with a clever way to work around the terms of our first bet without having to beg for it.”
“I can’t help how you perceive things,” Sky countered flippantly, though he’d been caught red-handed.
In a moment of weakness, he’d wanted the alpha's knot inside of him, had needed penetration badly enough to throw caution, and pride, to the wind.
If he were being honest, he still sort of did.
“If you beg me all pretty like,” Kian drawled seductively, “maybe I’ll break the rules and take you sooner. How does that sound, little omega? Why wait until All Hallows’ Eve when you can ride my cock into oblivion here and now?”
The Draxux team chose that moment to pass by, their captain, an alpha Sky was familiar with, catching his eye and waving.
Sky lifted his chin in a brief greeting, then, before Kian could have a conniption, grabbed onto his hand.
He spun on his heels and made a beeline for the door, pulling Kian out after him.
It wasn’t hard to locate the alpha’s bright blue hovercar in the parking lot, and he held onto him until they’d reached it.
“Open the doors,” Sky demanded, moving to wait by the driver's side.
Kian lifted a dark brow but didn’t make any moves to follow the order.
“Come on, don’t act like you don’t know how good a driver I am,” Sky said. “You already admitted to stalking me.”
“To be clear,” he replied, though he hit the button on his multi-slate that would unlock the vehicle, “it wasn’t like I was logging every little detail.”
“No?” Sky slid into the driver's seat and took a moment to appreciate the black and yellow leather interior.
“No,” Kian informed him as soon as he’d settled in the spot next to him. “I wanted to know where you were and the places you hung out the most, but I wasn’t checking on your grades or hacking into your devices to read through your messages or anything like that.”
Sky’s eyes narrowed. “That means you’ve thought about doing those things before.”
Kian shrugged and then typed in the codes that would start the car. “Once or twice.”
“Wow.”
“Are you sure you know the way?” he asked then. “This isn’t like the other hovercars you’ve driven.”
The sports car was worth more than his parents made combined in three years, so duh. In truth, Sky had never driven anything so expensive or flashy, but that wasn’t why he’d insisted on being the one in control tonight.
Wordlessly, he pulled out of the lot, picking up speed as soon as he’d turned them onto the less popular wooded road that would wrap them around the outskirts of the city.
Kian watched him, propping an arm against the door, fingers playing with his bottom lip.
Every now and again, the glow from the streetlights illuminated him, highlighting the sharp rise of his cheekbones.
Dressed in all black, it was almost like a demon was seated next to Sky, his presence demanding and impossible to ignore.
“If you don’t concentrate on the road,” Kian drawled teasingly after he’d caught Sky glimpsing his way for the tenth time, “you’re going to crash.”
“Won’t.” They were almost at their destination anyway.
Eager, Sky hit the gas, taking a corner sharper than intended.
He hooted when he felt the hovercar tilt slightly before righting itself.
The adrenaline rushing through his veins only spurred him on, pushing aside rational thinking, sending blood straight to his dick.
Kian’s filthy words had sent him spiraling. That, added to the images of the alpha stuffed into a bathroom stall, furiously pumping his cock, had Sky practically salivating.
Still riding the high of his win, Sky had been wondering why he shouldn’t just take what the alpha offered when the Draxux team had come along and made things easy for him.
It’d been either get out of there before Kian could react to Sky’s popularity, most likely spoiling the mood, or Sky took matters into his own hands.
So he’d chosen the latter.
The abandoned and inoperative bridge he’d been looking for came into view, tucked in a copse of trees on the left. Darkness prevented him from being able to see their autumn colors, but that was sort of what he’d been after anyway.