I swallow thickly, wondering if they have something so horrible that they should go to the cops. There’s no way that they would hold on to something extremely vile, right?
“Clinton is embezzling money from his firm,” Nate says, waving his hand.
“Oh,” I say, biting my nail. “Should we not tell the police?”
“He doesn’t have any actual evidence,” Hayes says with a laugh, wiping Big Mac sauce from the corner of his mouth.
“You were bluffing?” I say on a gasp and Nate shrugs.
“I learned from the best,” he says, squeezing Hayes’ shoulder.
I blink at them in shock. They were so convincing they had Erin and Lenny scared shitless.
“So you don’t have any evidence?” I repeat.
“Nothing substantial. But if the firm got an anonymous tip to investigate, that could be the end of his career. It would look bad on the whole pack and might start an even deeper dive on their pack financials,” Sterling says. “They’d be ruined.”
Nate nods in agreement with everything Sterling is saying.
“You know how they operate, truly I don’t think most of the pack wanted me there, anyway. Erin thought I was young and hot and wanted me for herself, another reason for them to hate me. I knew I needed a way out. Erin wouldn’t let me go, even if she was jealous of how I reacted to your scent, so I had to threaten the pack as a whole.”
“And here I was thinking you were the nicest out of all of us,” I say, clicking my tongue.
“I can be vicious for my pack. Make no doubts about that, sweetheart,” Nate says, and I grin.
The cocktails from the night are still sloshing around in my stomach as I sway over to him.
“What else would you do for your pack?” I ask.
“Whatever my pack needs. Whatever our Omega needs,” Nate says.
“I think I need everyone naked and in my nest as soon as possible,” I say, sliding the side zipper down my dress, letting the material hit the floor before I take off in a run toward the steps.
I don’t get far before Sterling is tossing me over his shoulder and smacking my ass, carrying me up the stairs. I’m dizzy by the time I’m placed on the bed, my body bouncing with the motion.
Sterling unbuttons his shirt, showing off his hard-earned body, and I lick my lips. I thought I had a healthy enough sex drive before finding my pack, but that was a lie. It’s like I can’t get enough of these men, in and out of heat.
Nate and Hayes are undressing, too. The Alphas’ scents are cocooning me in the nest, along with the overwhelming scent of my own arousal.
“What do you think, baby girl? Should I fuck your vicious Alpha while he takes you? All while our Beta is deep down that sweet little throat of yours?” Sterling asks.
The thought of my two Alphas fucking me at the same time? Sterling controlling each thrust while Nate gives and takes pleasure? The imagery alone has slick dripping between my legs and Sterling grabbing Nate by the back of his neck and bringing him in front of me.
Nate smirks as he leans over the nest bed, his lips kissing my stomach, the coarseness of his mustache tickling my skin as he works his way up to my chest, where he tugs down my strapless bra.
His calloused fingers trail circles over my breasts as his tongue swipes over a nipple before sucking it into his mouth. My back arches off the bed, and then there’s another set of hands on me.
Hayes is kneading the flesh while Nate sucks and licks the sensitive skin. Eventually Hayes leans down, joining him in ravishing my body and it’s almost too much, watching them both set on pleasing me.
I cradle the back of their heads. Hayes’ lips popping off my breast as he turns and makes out with Nate.
Their hands are still on me as they embrace and all its doing is working me up even more. I’m not sure who’s hand slides between my legs, but I’m grateful for it as their fingers strum against my clit.
It’s overwhelming in the best way, being with them all like this.
“Are they torturing you, Hailey?” Sterling says in a teasing tone. When I moan, all he does is laugh. The man loves control in every way, and delaying my orgasm is becoming his new favorite pleasure. I wish I could say that I hate it. In the moment I usually do, but I’d be lying if I said the delayed gratification didn’t make the release even more enjoyable.
Sterling rests his hips against Nate’s ass, grinding there as he stares down at me, a reminder that he’s in control, as if I could ever forget.
