Page 30 of This Fate That Guides Us
NOW PLAYING: LIKEYou Mean It- Steven Rodriguez
Our set comes to an end as I watch Omen at the edge of the stage. The wild look in her eyes turns scared, calling to my alpha instincts. I look to where Lex follows at her side, hoping her bodyguard may provide answers to what startled the little omega, but his face is as unreadable as ever.
Nexus distracts me when he puts the mic back into the stand and hurries into the wings. I unhook my bass and follow after him. Prepared to force him to wait to chase Omen until the rest of our pack can go.
I don’t expect to find him talking to Brady at the back of the stage. His voice shaky. “–never happened before. Do we have any descenter? I feel like I stink.”
“What’s wrong?” I growl.
The older alpha raises an eyebrow as I approach them. Amusement dances in his hazel eyes. My question is answered in part when I step to Nexus’ side and grip the back of his neck to help calm my irritated mate. An overly sweet banana scent clings to him. My brows furrow as I search for the origin of the smell.
“Someone tossed their panties at him,” Titan supplies as he joins us. My mouth gapes as I look between the group now surrounding us. Someone did what?
“I wouldn’t even be upset. This is like the epitome of rock stardom. But the scent is completely nauseating. Even worse, Omen got a front-row show to the entire thing and she was definitely grossed out,” Nexus whines. “I really wanted to hang out with her tonight. Now I’m going to have to head to our hotel and shower off this stench.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose in frustration. He’s going to sulk all night about another missed opportunity to spend time with Omen. I’ll have to get Callisto and Titan to help me come up with something to get his mind off of her.
“I’m going to have to drown my cloak in descenter too,” he pouts.
“C’mon baby, let’s get you back to the hotel.” Titan takes the lead, guiding our dejected alpha mate toward the artist’s exit from the venue.
“Want these?” One of the guys on the road crew jokes, using an abandoned drumstick to carry the offending garment backstage.
“Fuck no,” I groan. He cackles as he tosses them into a nearby trash can along with the stick. Callisto shakes his head beside me, wrapping himself beneath my arm and pushing me to follow our other mates.
Sometimes being famous gets fucking weird.
Pacing the floor of our hotel room, I know I’m being ridiculous. Nexus has already showered twice with the descenting body wash the hotel gave us. So why can I still smell that awful scent all over him?
My alpha is furious at the thought of our mate smelling like someone outside of our pack. Agitation is making my jaw sore from clenching my teeth each time I get close to my cinnamon roll alpha.
Fuck it. I know the perfect way to make sure he doesn’t smell like anything other than pack.
“What–” Nexus squawks when I throw him over my shoulder. My hand comes down hard on the cheek of his ass, stilling him and drawing a breathy moan from his lips.
“Fucking finally,” Titan drawls. He languidly stands from the chair he collapsed in, stretching his long limbs out and giving us all a peek of his toned stomach. “I was wondering how long you were going to torture yourself. C’mon pretty boy, let’s get you all dirty.”
Crimson rises along Callisto’s neck and face at Titan’s invitation, but he is quick to follow us into the bedroom of our small suite.
Light blue carpets and medium gray walls greet us as we step into the bedroom of our suite. A full wall of windows gives us a view of the city lights and the glittering lake in the distance.
I can’t focus on any of it. My hindbrain only has one goal; cover our mate in our scent so everyone is reminded who he belongs to.
“You gonna ravage me, Alpha?” Nexus asks. His smoky, melodic voice has taken on a breathy quality from his rapidlybuilding arousal. “Rip my clothes off and drown me in your cum?”
My hand fists in his auburn hair where I hover at the edge of the bed. Titan and Callisto assist in ridding him of his sweatpants and boxers, leaving our mate naked and exposed for our viewing pleasure. I wrap my free hand around his throat and tilt his face up. Forcing him to his elbows.
“I’m going to ruin you tonight. By the time I’m done with you, the entire city will be able to smell our scent on every inch of your skin. But first, you’re going to choke on my cock while Cal takes his time stretching you out.” I press my lips to his, smothering his moan of approval. My tongue slides into his open mouth, teasing along his before I use my grip on his hair to pull him away. “Oh, and Nex? If you come without my permission, I’ll spend the next two days edging you.”
He groans, mouth opening to protest, but I shove my shorts down and silence him by slipping the head of my cock between his parted lips. Inch by inch, as slowly as I can manage, I work my way to the back of his throat before pulling back and starting all over again. One-handed, I grab the back of my t-shirt and pull it up and over my body, tossing it to the floor with the rest of our discarded clothing.
“I believe our Alpha asked you to prep Nexus for him, pretty boy.” I pull my gaze away from where Nex is enthusiastically swallowing my length to glance at my beta. He is frozen watching me fuck our mate’s throat, but Titan’s reminder spurs him into action.
“What about you, Tee? You gonna get our good boy nice and ready so he can ride you while I fuck Nex?”
Titan grins when he looks up from where he is stripping off his jeans. “Thought I might get out the rope. See how long Cal can sit on my cock before he starts begging.”
It’s my turn to groan at the image my mind conjures of my sweet beta all tied up. “Sounds like it is going to be a long night. Good thing we don’t have to perform tomorrow. I doubt either of you will be up for walking around after we are finished with you.”
