Page 74 of The Mafia's Omega Queen

This was not how I expected our rescue would end, but I can’t say I hate it.

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My knot slipped free about fifteen minutes ago, and my pants are a soggy mess, but Haylee remains blissfully unaware as she continues to snooze on our drive back. We’re only about twenty minutes out from the house.

No one has said a word, each one of us basking in the knowledge that we got our girl back. But there’s still something we need to discuss. Something that Haylee wanted the last time she went through a heat.

“I plan on finalizing the bond.” There. My words are out in the universe. There are no take-backs.

Vinny sucks in a sharp breath. “Okay,” he mutters in a dejected tone.

“So do I,” Arden chimes in, his hands tightening on the steering wheel.

“Count me in,” Gavin says, shifting in the front seat. Haylee’s scent is starting to ramp up again, thickening in the enclosed air of the vehicle. By the small movements of everyone present, they’re all starting to feel the call. “Vin?”

“I…” he shakes his head, the dark strands shifting across his scalp, “I don’t know if that’s what she wants. I don’t want to assume and do it and have her pissed off at me afterward.”

“Bite?” Haylee whines, suddenly awake. She tosses off the coat covering her modesty, crawls off my lap, and across the back seat until she’s straddling Vinny. “Bite, Alpha.” She tilts her head to the side, showing off the soft skin of her blood-spattered neck.

“Is that what you want, princess?” he asks slowly, trepidation heavy in his voice as he wraps his arms around her waist. “I fear you’re too far gone in your heat to give me an honest answer, baby.”

She sits back away from him and flutters those dark lashes as a hint of clarity enters her gaze. Her hand shoots out, fisting the long hair on top of Vinny’s head, and drags his face to her neck, holding him in place. “Bite,” she grits out, her word ending on a growl of impatience.

“Demanding little shit, isn’t she?” I chuckle, finally tucking my cock back in my pants now that she’s off my lap.

“If that’s truly what you want, princess,” he murmurs, nipping and sucking at her neck, leaving faint red marks behind.

My cock rises to the occasion once again behind my zipper when she starts to grind against him. I just shot my load less than an hour ago, and I’m already piqued for more. Chill the fuck out, I hiss to dick in my head. There are three others here to help with her heat, and they deserve the same time with her that I do.

Even though what I really want to do is toss their asses out of the moving car so I can have her pussy all to myself. They’d survive a little road rash and still be in tip-top shape to perform when they finally make it back to the house.

But there will be more than enough time and numerous different positions during the next week to sate the monster.

The SUV screeches to a stop out front of the main door of the compound. I was too busy yelling at my cock to realize we’d made it home. Vincenzo and Haylee don’t realize it either, their tongues dueling in a fight until one of them gives in to the other.

My poor omega doesn’t realize that during her heat, she’ll lose each and every fight for dominance. We’ll own her, heart, body, and soul by the time her heat finally winds down.

A smack to the back of the head has me pulling away from the tempting snack on my lap to find Hunter grinning and nodding toward the house.

Shit. When did we get here?

Haylee whimpers in my arms, her temperature skyrocketing as her heat holds her in a death grip once again. This whole situation is a new experience for me. The last time, I was on the outside looking in. Thrusting my dick in my hand to the heart-stopping sounds she made. And this time? I’ll actually be involved. But I’m not fully sure what to expect since this is technically my first heat and my first—and only—omega. Yeah, we had sex a couple of days ago, but from the stories I’ve heard. Shit’s about to get crazy.

Wait. Scratch that. It wasn’t sex that we indulged in. It was a meeting of two souls as we made love to each other. Took each other to new heights as we explored our bodies and pushed ourselves and each other to limits.

While the words get stuck in my throat each and every time I’ve wanted to say them over the last few weeks, it doesn’t change the fact that I do love her. With my entire being. It’s an overwhelming type of love, one of which I’ve never felt before. Hell, I don’t even think I knew what love was until she came into our lives.

Hunter replaces the jacket on Haylee’s back as I bundle my heat-stricken omega in my arms, getting out of the SUV when Arden opens the back door for me. Throwing him a nod of thanks, I hustle toward the front door, not stopping as Andre opens the door for us.

“Go, sir. I’ve got everything handled. There’s already a basket outside the nest for you guys.” My feet skid to a stop, startling Haylee in my arms.

The nest. I almost forgot there was even one in the house. There’s no telling the last time it was even used. There hasn’t been an omega in heat in this house since…shit. Ever, I think. I can’t recall any growing up.

I open my mouth to question the cleanliness, but Andre shakes his head, stopping me. “Gavin text me on your way back. I’ve already cleaned it, and there’s a pile of blankets and stuff right inside the door.”

“Thanks, old man. After this, I think I’m sending you on a vacation.”

He snorts, a sound I haven’t heard from him since Dad died. “Absolutely not. Who knows what condition the house would be in when I got back.”

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