I shudder under the pressure. My core pulsates as I finally become his.
He doesn't waste time, unlatching his teeth from me and grabbing Reed by the back of his head and yanking him forward. His teeth latch into the space between his shoulder and neck.
“My omegas,” he murmurs as he breaks away from Reed's neck. Hooded, almost drunken eyes bounce between both our bleeding necks.
“What are you gonna do with your omegas now?” I ask, my pussy more than missing a dick now that she’s bonded one of her scent matches.
Asher laughs. “How about we christen this office of yours, Red? Starting with that desk.”
CHAPTER 45
SOREN
My ideal awakening didn’t used to include three other naked men with my scent match snuggled between us. But to be honest, I’ve never felt more at peace.
I’m healing from the parking lot fight faster than normal, and I wonder if that has something to do with the bond or not.
It’s probably because I actually try to take better care of myself. Anything good in my life though I can’t help but think it’s because of the bond. A bond I'm not alone in anymore.
We all wanted to be there to drop her off for her first day at her internship. So we woke up at her alarm and the bikes are back out, the guys more than happy to leave the truck at the Plaza for once.
I missed my black beauty.
Esper rides on the back of Neven’s, and we all pull up to the front of Fleur Interior Design office and watch my little troublemaker hop off and shake out her helmet hair.
Fuck, I wish I could’ve got that on camera.
Her little black skirt and lace tights do things to my head as she switches her bike boots for sexy heels she’d stowed in Asher’s backpack.
Fashion stops for one, I guess.
“Okay, I’ll call you when I need to be picked up!” Her smile is radiant as she strides inside the office, and I can’t help but stop her, yanking her by her arm and crashing my lips to hers in a quick kiss. Her lips immediately melt into mine. A tiny moan escaping her before I let her go.
“I needed a hit of you before you go, Trouble.”
She chuckles, sliding away from me. Waving her cute fingers as she pushes open the door and disappears from our view.
Today is the first day we’d spend without Esper since becoming an official bonded Pack. She’ll be safe here. We’ve got Midnight Wolves members watching the place, unbeknownst to Esper, so we can go handle the Eastern Outlaws and leave this shit behind us.
We have their President, so the club is pretty much over. Once they realize he’s not coming back, they’ll find someone else to follow, hopefully someone decent—as far as criminals like us tend to be—who will whip them into shape.
If not… Well, then we’ll find them and do it ourselves.
Red turns his bike around, pointing back toward the plaza. “Let’s go.”
We follow, heading straight to the Cage. The wind whips against my exposed skin, doing nothing to wipe out the fire simmering like a volcano ready to erupt.
These were once my brothers. The memories I have aren’t of monsters. They’re family dinners and trick-or-treating, Saturday morning cartoons, wrestling on the living room floor.
Too soon, though, good times faded to bad and never went back.
Now they are in a cell I put them in. Their fates in my hands.
They left me, then bullied me and even then I was never as angry as I am now. Through the threats and names and punches thrown, secret meetings and sneered slurs, it wasn’t enough that I wanted them dead.
But they tried to take my omega away.
They hurt her, and I can’t allow that to ever happen again.