This moment was one of my favorites so far. Then again it was hard to judge with so many.
We stayed like that for what felt like ours, his steady heartbeat grounding me, my fingers gently teasing over his abdomen. His chest rumbled in a low and steady sound that was just as relaxing.
Neither of us dared to move or speak until we heard movement from the other two. I let out a sigh and finally sat up, still straddling his hips.
Just that small movement had his cock hard again. I gave a teasing rotation of my hips that had him giving me a warning look which I adored.
“What if I’m not ready for this to end? This is too good,” I whimpered.
“I’d love nothing more than to stay here with you, locked deep inside of my omega,” he said. I was waiting for him to give me a reason that we couldn’t do this, but instead his hands went to my hips.
He started to fuck me, this time slow and deep, eyes locked on mine.
My eyes rolled back as I fell apart for this alpha again and again, letting him own me.
Everything else could wait
Jack
Dinner in this house had never been so awkward. Mom looked like she wanted to intervene, but she stood strong.
She always made it clear that they’d have to clean up their own messes, and this was definitely their mess.
They may be home, but it was just a reminder of all the time they weren’t.
I think the thing that bothered me most about all of this was that if they didn’t want to be a pack, why did they form one? They could have simply kept to themselves and built their empire.
Mom chose them knowing what they were like. She stayed with them, but we didn’t choose that. What kid would choose to have fathers they barely knew.
My gaze drifted over each person at the table. Cole’s eyes were practically dead, staring at nothing, holding shadows thatonly I really understood. He looked about two seconds away from starting a fight.
If it wasn’t for Aspen sitting between us, a hand in each of our laps, I might’ve lost my damn mind.
My eyes skimmed over my fathers next. Hayes was sitting there, his thick jaw clenching and running a hand through his dark hair that matched Cole’s.
Ellis had changed, but his blonde hair still hung around his shoulders. His eyes darted from one of us to the next, clearly uncomfortable and likely guilty, because he didn’t get to just pretend that none of this mattered. That our pain didn’t matter.
Their absence had always fucking mattered. Something we’d made clear more than once.
Then there was Julian. His hair that matched mine and he wore an expression equally as uncomfortable. He shifted in his seat and looked ready to run.
I’m not sure what they thought they’d find when they came home, but we were no longer boys who had stars in our eyes and thought they hung the moon. We were angry and done with their bullshit excuses.
All we ever wanted was our fathers.
Hayes was grinding his jaw and glaring at his food. I hated how unapologetic he was. There was no accountability for his effect on our lives. None.
“Why are you really here?” I finally burst out. My breath came out in a harsh growl, one that had them immediately sitting up as if they were ready to face off with me.
They shouldn’t tempt me right now.
“We told you—” Ellis tried to start talking, his voice almost frantic for me to believe him. Too bad I didn’t.
“Bullshit,” Cole cut in, his hand slamming down on the table, making half the table flinch. Karina started to open her mouth, but he shut her up with a single harsh look. “No. I’d like tohear from them, Mom. You’re the one who’s been around. They haven’t.”
“Neither have you,” Hayes said in a plain tone. Always putting on a fucking show of being unbothered.
“Really?” I growled. “You’re going to say that to him? He didn’t even have a pack, and you know what he did the moment he found one? He found a way to be here, to fucking stay. There’s no excuse for the way you disappeared and were never around for us.”
