“That’s enough, Ven.” Knight grabs my hand and drags me to stand in front of him.
“I’m sorry, Knight. I just… What if she says no? What if we’re left sitting here for days while we could be working out a way to free Stacia? She’s just as much my sister as she is yours.”
He nods. “I know she is, and I know it’s hitting you harder because of your sister.”
Wincing, I close my eyes as I fight back tears.
Knight wasn’t the only one to have a sister—mine was just older by four years. She was murdered nearly thirteen years ago, just after I turned eighteen, and the vengeance I took against her murderers is the reason for my road name.
I don’t even remember most of what happened. My alpha designation revealed when I went after them, and I slipped into some kind of trance. I was more than a little shocked at the massacre I left behind, but I never regretted it.
They got what they deserved.
But that experience definitely made me hold on tighter to those I still have in my life. I couldn’t protect my older sister, so I’ve done everything I could to protect everyone else.
Only I failed Stacia, just like I did Hana.
“Enough, Ven. What happened to Stacia isn’t your fault. It isn’t anyone’s fault.” Mack’s voice rumbles through me as he presses against my back. “No one but Fabian Vallejo’s fault.”
Logically, I know he’s right, but the guilt eats away at me.
Knight’s lips brush across mine, and I let out a sigh as my eyes pop open. “Do you need to forget everything for a little while?”
I can’t even bring myself to speak as I nod. A smile quirks Knight’s lips as he leads me to the bed, Mack trailing behind us.
“You know we’re always happy to distract you, Ven.” Knight shrugs off his cut before grabbing his bag off the bed and setting them on the floor.
I lick my lips when he grasps the bottom of his shirt and pulls it over his head. His muscles ripple as he tosses it to the side, and it’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.
When he reaches for the button on his jeans, my head is jerked to the side, and I let out a growl just before Mack’s lips crash down on mine. I twist in his arms, both of us fighting for dominance of the kiss.
It’s always like this between us—like we can’t forget the alphas that live inside us, under our skin. We just can’t seem to let it go, but I can’t say I mind it all that much.
Kissing Mack is so different from kissing Knight, neither better than the other—just different.
Mack winds a hand in my hair, pulling the tie free before forcing me to my knees. I glare up at him as he uses his free hand to undo his pants and pull his cock free.
“Glare all you want, Ven. We both know how badly you want my cock in your mouth.”
He’s not wrong.
I open my mouth, sticking my tongue out to circle his head as my cock throbs behind the confines of my pants.
His cock is massive even when he isn’t hard, the skin a few shades darker than the rest of skin. Because he’s aroused, it currently has a purple tinge to it. What I really want to do is lick the veins running along his length.
I try to lean forward so I can wrap my lips around him, but he tugs at my hair—a reminder that he’s in charge. He slowly loosens his grip, and I lean forward so I can trace those veins with my tongue.
A groan spills from his lips as my tongue trails up and down his length before I return to the head, closing my lips around him and giving a suck.
“Damn, Ven. The mouth on you, I swear.” Mack’s words are low, almost a growl as he jerks his hips and forces his cock further into my mouth. I gag slightly when he hits my throat, but he pulls back before it’s too much.
“Fuck,” a keening wail sounds from the bed. Mack pulls me off his cock and turns my head toward the sound.
Knight is laid out on the bed, his legs spread wide as he tugs at his cock. His eyes are locked on us, his hunger clear.
“As fun as this is, Mack, I think our omega needs our attention.” I smirk as Mack releases his hold before helping me climb to my feet.
“He does seem a little desperate, doesn’t he?” Mack chuckles, the low sound sending a shiver down my spine.
