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It was…maddening. But also, Jay kept his eyes open and was vaguely aware of movie things happening, and that meant he was being good and following Alexei’s request, right? Alexei confirmed it with his words, pouring out praise between presses of his lips on Jay’s tender skin. “So good for me, sweetheart. Look at you, trembling like a little leaf. And still so focused. How perfect you are.”

And that wasn’t quite fair because Alexei knew how much being told he was good turned Jay on. And Jay’s cock was jerking and leaking without Alexei even touching it with his mouth yet.

But then it was even more unfair because of course all that was just the warm-up. And apparently Alexei was done teasing. Jay’s back arched up off the couch with a breathless gasp as Alexei justgulpedhim down, sucking hard and mercilessly. “Oh God. Oh fu—goodness.”

And then it was really, really unfair because Jay could hear the sounds of Alexei stroking himself, even with the movie playing. When had Alexei taken off his pants? Had he somehow gotten naked without Jay knowing? Was Jay missing an opportunity to ogle him?

That was when Jay lost the battle. He turned his head away from the TV.

Alexei, cheeks hollowed around Jay’s aching cock, raised a brow as he noticed the shift in Jay’s attention. He popped his mouth off, and Jay felt a rush of cool air on his member. “What about your movie, sweetheart?”

Jay was too turned on to feel properly embarrassed for not being able to focus on the movie. “You’re so handsome” was all he managed to say in defense.

He really was. Even though Alexei wasn’t naked. He’d only tugged his own sweatpants down enough to jerk his cock. And somehow, in the moment, that was even hotter? Like he’d been so turned on just putting his mouth on Jay that he’d had to take himself in hand without even getting undressed.

Alexei grinned at him, proving Jay’s point about the handsomeness, and then he put his full attention back into turning Jay into a mindless, panting mess.

And Alexei’s mouth was too full for praise now, but he kept making these approving hums and moans and little growls that had the same effect on Jay, so it really didn’t take long for Jay to erupt in Alexei’s mouth with a howl and for Alexei to quickly follow suit with a moan.

And then they were both mindless, panting, sticky messes.

But Alexei didn’t insist they clean up or shower or anything like that. He just scooted up the couch and spooned Jay from behind, turning them so they were facing the TV again.

Jay sighed happily as they watched the alien tear apart another crew member. “I hope the cat survives.”

But Jay didn’t get to find out. Because two minutes later, Danny was calling him.

“We have a situation.”

“Why would Wolfe want to turn Dr. Monroe so badly?” Alexei asked, not for the first time, as they pulled up to an impressively large Victorian home at the edge of town.

Jay stared out the passenger side window, biting at his lip. He didn’t have an answer. It was so unlike Wolfe, who, for all his faults, had never seemed interested in the vampire-companion dynamic. It had been a big part of Jay’s trust in him, and now that had been shattered. Again.

Had Wolfe suggested forming a den of their own—doing his part to protect them—just so he could continue the old den’s toxic dynamic in a new locale? Why? What was the point?

Jay spotted Danny and Roman waiting for them at the edge of the house’s front lawn. Roman looked furious, like he had that one time he’d held Jay up against a wall by his neck. Danny looked worried.

Guilt rushed through Jay as he exited the passenger seat. It was his fault they were feeling so upset. His fault for bringing Wolfe here. He should have left earlier. He should have told them the truth. He should have—

He was brought out of his guilt spiral by the feel of Alexei’s warm hand taking his. Jay looked up; he hadn’t even realized his mate was at his side. He took comfort in the contact, taking a deep breath of Alexei’s scent while he was at it.

They joined Danny and Roman. “They’re in there?” Jay asked.

Roman nodded. “Yes. Wolfe and Monroe both.”

Jay stared at the house, then back at Roman. “Um, if you don’t mind me asking—how did you even find out what happened?”

It was Danny who answered. “Roman’s been feeling a little…protective—”

“Suspicious,” Roman corrected.

“—ever since Wolfe came into town. He may have been…monitoring the situation a bit.”

Roman huffed at his mate. “And is it not a good thing I was?”

“Yes, yes. You did very well to stalk the stranger, my love.” Danny’s tone was sarcastic, even Jay could tell that, but Roman’s eyes softened at the praise away. Jay could relate. It was always nice to be told you’d done a good job. “Anyway,” Danny continued with an eye roll. “He saw Wolfe carrying in a very limp-looking Dr. Monroe.”

“I believed it to be a corpse at first,” Roman said, not sounding too upset by that fact. “But he claims he has found his mate and we must leave him be. He became quite aggressive about it.”

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