Nico turned to look over his shoulder at Dante who was now seated in the chair by the window. “You gonna join us?”
“No,” Dante replied with a shake of his head. “I think I’ll just watch for a bit.”
“Suit yourself.” Nico glanced at Cini who was staring up at him with heavily lidded eyes.‘You want to taste?’
He gripped his cock for her to see and she obliged almost immediately, leaning to the side so she could slip her lips around his length.
Thinking about how each of her holes were being filled by us was damned sexy and I had to suck in a steadying breath in order to not come immediately as her ass pulsed around me.
Lights danced in my vision as I started to experimentally thrust. There was no way I was going to last long like this, but Itrusted my fellow alphas to take care of our girl and I let myself sink into her heat with an abandon that I would later realize was the beginnings of a rut.
When I came, darkness closed in around me and the last thing I remembered was the clutch of Cini’s ass before everything went black.
***
Hours later I awoke to a dark room and the soft sounds of moaning.
Trying to orient myself, I found that I was laying on the end of the bed with Ranieri snoring in my ear.
I gave the sleeping alpha a gentle shove away from me and sat up to find the other members of our pack busy at the head of the bed.
Cini was sandwiched in between Nico and Dante, their scents overpowering everything else in the room as Cini lifted her chin to the ceiling and came with another moan.
Her hair was a mess at this point and I made a mental note to give it a brush the next time she was asleep so she wouldn’t have to deal with the tangles once she finally came out of her heat.
Leaning back on my hands, I watched them for a while, still too exhausted to join in.
It was still hard to believe how cleanly everything had come together, almost like there was some mysterious outside force clearing the way for our pack to finally be one.
Six years ago on the night I had kissed Cini, I never thought that this would be my life.
I’d been so sure that Alesso hated me and that I should atone for the sin of daring to kiss his precious little sister. I carried that guilt with me for far too long, nearly making the dumbest decision of my life by letting Amante try to marry me and the rest of the pack off to Peregrine Chandler in hopes of gaining more power.
The universe had seemingly corrected itself after that, even if we still needed to figure out how to get rid of Amante.
On the dresser next to the door, my cell phone began to buzz.
Scrambling to my feet, I snatched it up before anyone could comment and stepped into the hallway, checking the caller ID before answering.
“Has anyone ever told you that you have shitty timing?” I asked, closing the door firmly behind me and cutting off the sounds of my pack in the bedroom.
There was a dark chuckle on the other end of the line. “Perhaps I’ve been told that once or twice. I did crash your wedding after all.”
“I’ve been trying to get a hold of you all week. Shit’s hit the fan on our end and—”
The sound of a gun firing cut me off.
“And apparently it has for you too,” I finished with a sarcastic snort.
“On the contrary, Ricci, no shit comes near my fans ever.”
I held back the retort already on my tongue. I had a feeling that, if I pointed out the fact that he had spent the last several weeks recovering from a gunshot wound to the chest, then he’d probably hang up on me.
“I presume you’re calling for a reason, Keane?” I asked, impatient to get back to Cini and the rest of the pack.
“Touchy, touchy,” Keane teased, clearly enjoying himself. “I’m just calling to let you know that I’ve finally cleaned house.”
The slamming of a door and another gunshot filled my ear. “Okay, that was a lie.NowI’ve cleaned house. How would you feel about doing some cleaning of your own?”
