Page 30 of Deadly Ties

I hold my breath as I wait for Kelly’s answer.

I’m still sitting close enough to feel the tension rippling through his body as he studies Rory, down on his knees with his heart in his eyes.

I’ve pushed my own feelings on the matter aside, but it was harder than I liked to admit. Hearing Rory profess his love for his omega was beautiful, even if it made the pain in my chest flare inside me like a flame that just won’t quit. I’m pretty sure Kelly doesn’t know how close we really got, or the things Rory said to me back when I thought he was my stepbrother.

But I’m not dredging that up now.

“How should we do it?” Kelly sounds off-hand, but we can all smell his stress as he looks at Arben. “I mean, do we do it now, or wait for my heat to finish?” He frowns and presses his fingers to his pulse. “Which is weird, because it feels like it’s done, but there’s no way it can be. Even in the basement, where I was having them all the time, they lasted a least a couple of days.”

“It’s still there,” Arben says quietly, his dark eyes full of memories. I’m still trying to absorb the story he shared with us about Luca. That as a young child he’d held an older, wilder boy’s heat at bay with just his wolf and sheer determination. He’d risked his life, over and over, to keep an omega out of the hands of the assholes in power. “But your heat is a defense mechanism, wolfling. When your father questioned your designation, you fought. When he sent you here to be fixed, you fought. When your pack brothers were less than welcoming, you fought. When you went into the Tower, you fought. And when Bisha sold you into the hands of a sadist, you fought. Who is left for you to fight?”

We all stare at Arben, almost transfixed by the power in his voice. Right now, he’s speaking for all omegas, and Kelly knows the answer as well as I do. “The next command,” he replies. “The next time my body betrays me because an alpha tells it to.”

“But it won’t,” I insist, absolutely positive of the fact. “My wolf is going to teach yours to shift whenever you need to. Not a half shift, either. Claws,andfangs.”

Kelly blows out a harsh breath. “That would be amazing, but I don’t think it’s that easy. You’re… unique, angel.”

I wink at him. “They already talked it out. It’s decided. And just to warn you, my wolf is almost as bossy as Arben’s.”

It’s a poor joke, but it makes Kelly smile. Not like all the broken little ones he’s given me so far, but a grin that’s pure sunshine on a cloudy day. I soak it up for a moment, then get to my feet, scooping my dress off the floor. I can feel their eyes on me, but I’m not putting on a show. This is Kelly’s time to shine.

Not that it means Arben is going to leave them to it. Instead, he pats his knee, and I go to him with a relieved smile. I like this new badass angel I’m finding inside me, but sometimes it’s just nice to curl up on my mate’s lap and let him boss us all around.

“Rory,” he says when I’m settled, his voice full of power. “Your omega needs you. You forgot for a time the truth about our designation. We only exist to serve them. Have you remembered?”

Rory’s mouth twists like he wants to sass him, but he nods. “I have. I fucked up.” His bright green eyes settle on me. “But I’m gonna prove my worth. They won’t ever doubt me again.”

I try to hold his gaze, but Kelly is grinning at me, so I blow a raspberry in his direction instead. “Just get on with it and bite each other, okay?”

They all laugh, masculine chuckles that relieve the tension in the air, but do nothing for the throbbing heat between my legs. Since Kelly ate me out like I was his last meal, I’ve been aching for more. But of course, that’s exactly how Arben wanted me to feel.

You know my wicked ways too well, princeshë.

I would stick an elbow in his ribs if his hand hadn’t finally ventured under the skirt of my dress.

But I keep my eyes forward, my breath hitching slightly as I watch Rory approach Kelly. He’s still on his knees, which should look ridiculous, but one thing I can say about the green-eyed demon, he knows how to work a crowd. He falls forward onto his hands, his tee pulling tight over his back muscles as he crawls towards his omega with a hungry look on his face. Kelly doesn’t seem impressed, though, his arms folded over his chest, his chin lifted so he’s staring down his aristocratic nose. He looks so regal and aloof, I’m not sure anyone would pick him as the omega in this picture. And when he tells Rory to stop in his crisp British accent, I have to clench my thighs around another flush of arousal.

Damn, I definitely have a thing for bossy men.

Then open your legs for me, princeshë. I want to taste that slick I can feel soaking into my pants.

I gulp at the dark command in my mate’s voice, but I can’t stop watching as Kelly tugs Rory’s tee over his head, his hands just this side of rough. He tosses it away, his gaze sliding in my direction as I part my thighs for Arben’s fingers. Despite the obvious invitation, they linger on my thigh, tracing slow circles on my heated skin. Have they both decided to tease me to death?

Kelly’s smile is definitely a little savage. And when he bites his bruised bottom lip, I can’t hold in my frustrated groan. “Move your ass, Rory. You’re keeping Angel waiting,” he says with a grin, like he didn’t just order him to keep his distance.

Rory huffs at the unfairness of it all, but allows himself to be maneuvered around until they’re facing us side-on. Arben gives a pleased rumble at the unobstructed view, and I don’t blame him. Rory’s muscled chest is rising and falling with his breaths, and Kelly’s long, heavy cock is on proud display. Both make my mouth water, but it’s the casual way Kelly nudges down Rory’s sweats that makes my heart thump. He doesn’t touch him with his hands, but allows their hipbones to meet, their swollen cocks slapping together almost aggressively. They’re nearly the same height, and while Kelly’s lost a lot of weight, he measures up just fine.

But the best thing is the smug look in Kelly’s eyes when he glances my way. I might be sitting on my mate’s lap, but it’s pretty obvious I’m just as turned on by the way he’s taking the lead. But instead of grabbing Rory and biting the hell out of him, Kelly cocks a brow in my direction. “What would you like me to do, Angel?”

I suck in a breath, the tension in the air kicking up another notch. “Kiss him,” I pant, desperate to see how their hard bodies come together in such an intimate way. “Taste his mouth and make him beg for more.”

“As you command, Angel.”

I shiver at the seductive words, but he’s leaning in to taste Rory’s mouth and Arben’s fingers finally slide across my seam. I hiss as they swipe up to my clit, his cock pressing hard against the curve of my ass. I squirm, trying to drive something – anything - inside me, but Arben isn’t about to rush things.

You like watching, princeshë. So, soak them in. See how our omega commands this cruel boy. He’s tasting him like they’ve just met, like he’s trying to decide if he finds him pleasing.

I catch glimpses of their tongues, slow and languid. Rory is holding the omega’s hip, but other than their mouths, that’s it for touching. Kelly really does look like he’s putting Rory through some kind of test.

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