“It’s…it’s so real,” Smokey murmured, slowly drawn forward until he was mere inches away. Unable to stop himself, he ran his hand over the ass of the man plunging his dick into another.Holy shit!He could feel the man’s muscles flex with each thrust of his cock, and swore he could hear his grunts and moans. Pulling his hand back, he circled the statue until he was standing next to the third man whose cock was jutting into the air. Unable to resist, he wrapped his long fingers around the gold penis and squeezed. Within a moment, he felt it pulse as cum shot out and covered his fist. Mesmerized, he slowly let go, brought his hand up to his mouth and licked his finger, but it was dry.
“Smokey? What the fuck are you doing?” Glenn asked, pulling his friend’s hand away from his mouth.
“Snow White!” admonished Alex, at Glenn’s language.
“See what you made me do, asshole!” Glenn scowled at Smokey.
Whacking the back of his mate’s head, Sawyer growled, “Stop upsetting Alex.” Then glancing over at Smokey, he asked, “Did you ever see anything like that?”
Staring down at the hand he had used to…What? Jerk off a fucking statue?Smokey blinked as the room came back into focus. Shifting his gaze to Alex, he asked, “Are you sure there aren’t real men inside?”
Giggling, Alex shook his head. “It came from my brother’s hoard, so who knows?”
“Holy shit,” Glenn muttered quietly, so Alex couldn’t hear. Then he asked Smokey, “Why are you here?”
“Dylon sent me to get you.”
“Oh boy, a secret mission!” Alex exclaimed. “Just give me a minute…”
After Alex left the room, Smokey said, “Dylon didn’t say he wanted to see him.”
“I know…” Glenn looked at Sawyer. “Would you…”
Shaking his head, Sawyer said, “No fucking way. If you want to break your promise to our mate, be a man and do it yourself.”
“What the hell is he talkin’ about?” Smokey asked his friend.
Before Glenn could answer, Sawyer said, “He promised Alex he could go on the next mission.”
“But he’s pregnant!”
“That’s exactly what I said! But did he listen to me?” Sawyer snapped.
“I didn’t promise that and you know it,” Glenn growled.
“Yeah, but you led Alex to believe it and did nothing to clarify what you meant.”
Sighing, Glenn had to admit Sawyer was right, but maybe there’d still be a way out of the corner he was backed into. “What does Dylon want?”
“To figure out a plan to catch the humans,” Smokey said.
“Good…Alex can come with us,” Glenn said, pleased with his solution.
“You’re fucking crazy if you think I’m gonna let our pregnant mate go after the humans.”
“Not go after…just help with the planning,” Glenn replied. “And besides, wasn’t it you who insisted I stop keeping secrets from my mates, especially if it has to do with the men who are after Alex.”
“Fucking asshole,” Sawyer muttered, knowing Glenn was right.
Smokey looked at them. “I think you’re both crazy if you think Alex is gonna be satisfied with that.”
“I’m not,” Alex announced, joining them. “But good try, anyway. A promise is a promise and you promised me I could go on the next secret mission. C’mon Smokey…let’s go…Dylon is waiting.”
“Buttercup, that’s not what…”
Jabbing his mate in the ribs, Sawyer muttered, “Shut up…you’re just digging a deeper hole for us to climb out of.”
Chuckling, Smokey walked past Glenn and whispered, “I can’t wait to hear how you explain this to Dylon.”
