Not that I was worried about my safety, because like him, I knew who she was the moment my eyes locked on hers. Despite it being years and years since we entertained Noinin out back one afternoon, letting her marry me and my pack off. It was a bit of a laugh. We did it so she wouldn’t rat us out to Ma—I can’t even remember what she’d caught us doing. We were making mischief most days back then. Not much has changed, except we got a direction to aim it all toward now, a vision, if you want to call it that.
Keegan’s got a weird-as-fuck look in his eyes when he eventually gets them to stop staring in shock and avoiding me.
“Disarming, ain’t she?” I say. “Noinin knew she was the woman for us, don’t ask me how. We’ll go thank her when we get home.”
“Ronin…”
I cut him off, not needing him to start doubting himself. It was a blunder on his part, but we were enjoying a night off. We were safe, and not so pissed that we wouldn’t have been able to shaft some prick if they took a jump on us.
“I know we got it going on back home, with all the bullshit happening now I’m getting close to taking over from Paddy, but we’re gonna have to find time to go see my sister and tell her our thanks, plus our plan for tracking down Mrs. O’Connor.”
He still looks part ashamed, part haunted. It’s an interesting look, that’s for sure. Keegan’s got more confidence than anyone I know. Always has too. Cocky bastard.
“The first time we saw our wife, Kee, she was sixteen. Eleven years. We’re not waiting that long to get her between us again. We’ll be finding her and reminding her of her vows.” I start the faucet, the hot water filling the sink, and foam my face up.
He waits until I’m done before he speaks. “And then what?”
I let the razor glide over half my face as I figure out the way to answer. It isn’t a difficult decision, but wording it is. “Then Iguess Ma will be planning a proper wedding. Every fucker who’s been saying we’re too young to take over from my father will be looking the fool. We’ll have to find a bigger house too.”
In the reflection of the mirror, I see Kee’s shoulders get tense, all the duty of being my Enforcer falling back on them. Weighing him down. “Or dead. The people that don’t be supporting us fully, is what I’m referring to.”
“There is that. You call the others yet?”
“Aye. All’s fine. But our Omega’s got needs, heat coming up.”
I smile at the thought, for obvious reasons. Days in a nest, with a desperate, whining Omega until you’re wrung out and unable to move? No complaints from me. “You got some gifts while you were out the other day, right?”
“I’m aware of our Omega’s needs, Ronin.”
I stop rinsing my face. He’s pissed off again. Looking at him, he’s got his face twisted with petulance, which would be part hangover, the rest due to his thickening cock.
“You suddenly doubting you can ask me anything?” I scoff, effectively throwing sand in his face.
He looks affronted I’m calling him out on his shit. “Feck you.”
I take a step towards him, getting all in his face, making him walk backwards without touching him or saying a word. My presence alone, the look in my eye, has his feet moving.
He goes to sidestep the bed, but I get the jump on him, my hand snapping out to grab the waistband of his sweats. “You was always a nasty bastard after getting wasted, and we did some Jameson last night. But usually, you’re surer than this.”
I tug down his sweats before forcing him to his knees. “You want your Alpha’s knot, Kee? Is that what you need? To blow your load, let the demons out cause you’re still caught in the feel of her body between ours? The way her pussy fit so good aroundyour knot, or the way her eyes rolled back when she did that deep moan as she came.”
The man doesn’t answer, though his knot keeps swelling.
“Santiago’s gonna be here soon, then we’ve got a plane to get home, but see, I think there’s a problem with your attitude. Got me worried about my safety.” I talk softly, standing above him before I crowd closer, forcing him into action.
He’s trapped between me and the bed. Happy to be, though, as his cock juts out in front of him and his lips part as his breathing quickens. The small opening is all I need, and I direct my cock into his mouth and wrap my hand around his face, making him take it all.
“Suck me till I’m hard then you can spread your legs wide. You gonna do that, aren’t ya?” I ask, not giving him much of a chance to answer as his mouth is otherwise occupied.
I keep my thrusts shallow, letting his tongue do its magic, and it doesn’t take long for me to be ready, even after coming in my hand just before. It’s the lingering effect of her scent, Omega pheromones floating around us like snowflakes, but it’s him too. I’ve always had a hard-on for Keegan. Lucky he reciprocated the feelings, or it would have made it awkward as fuck.
Taking a step back to free myself from him, I flick my chin to the bed while I walk round to our bags. Like a good Boy Scout, the early riser has us packed already.
Pulling out my toiletries bag, I search out the bottle of lube and turn so he can watch me coat myself in it before I upend a generous squirt over my fingers.
He’s already got his hands under the backs of his knees, holding himself open. I crawl on my knees, admiring the view, before my fingers coat him. Falling forward on one hand, I rub my tip over him, earning a few ugly words from his lush mouth.
Chuckling at his impatience, I give him an inch and watch the way the green in his eyes darken and the muscles in his neck cord.
