Page 10 of Doubly Tied

When they’d heard about this weekend’s events, the two males had jumped on board their private jet.

This weekend was their one chance to get this right before shit hit the fan back home. At best, they would find their mate. At worst, he figured they would at least make some contacts among the Alpha Omega pairs. But it looked like he didn’t have to worry after all. Lady Luck was smiling down on them already.

Anticipation hummed through his veins like a Texas two-step. His heart pounded and his knees shook. Hell. He was acting like a teenager about to see his first naked woman.

“Here,” Mayne handed him a shot of whiskey, and Brody swallowed it without even tasting the amber-colored liquor.

Alcohol had little effect on Shifters unless bewitched or taken in copious amounts. He had no wish to be intoxicated. At least, not by anything other than the sweet woman walking toward them. She wore a strapless dress, her creamy white shoulders exposed beneath the halo of her hair.

Brody noticed the stares she drew from other covetous eyes. The need to claim the female, to mark her with his bite so all and sundry would know she was taken, damn near choked him. Still, he turned and snarled at the interested Alpha Omega pair who stood a few feet away from him and Mayne.

The Black Bear’s grumble soon followed. Neither cut off the mutual sounds of their anger until the other two men caught their drift. Brody’s beast quieted, satisfied once the weaker males turned around and slouched away.

His attention turned back to the sweet woman whose soft gasp reached his ears without any trouble, despite the crowded area. Worried their display would prove unattractive to the softer female, he frowned. But he needn’t have bothered with such thoughts.

The sumptuous female seemed to feel the same pull he and Mayne felt toward her. That alone was half the damn battle. Hypnotized by the sway of her hips beneath the gossamer thin fabric, Brody watched as she stepped closer. He welcomed her invasion of his space and senses.

Her tongue darted out from between full pink lips, wetting them before she opened her mouth to speak. Big blue eyes went from Brody to Mayne, and back to him.

Good. Mine.

Ours.The Bear’s growl infiltrated his mind.

Ours,he echoed.

Brody knew sharing her was not going to be a problem, but sometimes his Wolf could be a little grumpy. Like when a sweet treat was being waved in front of him like a plateful of crispy bacon. Hell, she was better than bacon. She was prickly pear sweet and campfire hot.

“Hi,” she said, her voice light and sweet, much like the cactus blossom scent that wafted off her supple form.

“Hello,” Mayne said, but Brody was beyond speech.

Brody moved forward, reaching up with his hand to lift a lock of pure platinum hair. Her breath caught in her throat as he pressed his body against her side, reveling in the fact she didn’t move away.

She was so beautiful, so responsive. Pale as moonlight from head to toe, with soft eyes and an honest smile. He watched her chest rise and fall rapidly with her increased breathing, knew from her scent that she was intrigued by the two males.

Fuck that.

She was more than curious. The beautiful little minx was aroused.

“I’m Brody DeAngelo, this is Mayne Nakoa. What’s your name, darlin’?”

“Anise, but most people call me Ani.”

“Ani? Well, Ani, you’re about the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen in my whole life. Can I get you a drink while we get better acquainted?”

His own loquaciousness was surprising. Even to him. Brody wasn’t exactly known for being a chatterbox. But for the first time ever, his Omega was silent, and it was up to the Alpha to communicate their wants and needs. But first, a little conversation.

“Wow. That accent is great,” she said with a grin. “I would love to chat with you. Both of you,” she emphasized with a pointed look at Mayne before her gaze returned to Brody. His Wolf growled but stopped once her focus returned.

Jealousy has no place between us.The Bear’s voice grew forceful in his head, and Brody knew his Omega was right. He rolled his shoulders, trying for calm. But it was difficult when his cock was being strangled by his jeans. He was already hard as a rock, and they’d hardly said more than a few words to her.

“What would you like, Ani?” Mayne asked, following while Brody took her elbow and ushered her to a secluded table in the corner.

“Well, I had my share ofcosmosalready. I know! I’ll have asalty dog,” she replied with a seductive grin on her pouty little mouth.

Fuck.

He could almost imagine those plump lips around his cock. The Wolf within him growled with need.

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