Arousal swooped through Aaren; he shoved his hand over his mouth, biting down a moan. If Hades did that to him, if Hades had caught Aaren with his entire body—
With a shove and a twist, Rex freed himself and rolled to his feet.
“Good job,” Hades said. He lunged at Rex again. Rex dodged and threw a punch; Hades caught Rex’s arm and threw him over his hip, so Rex landed flat on his back. “Be prepared for counter moves when you hit someone.”
It was almost like watching a martial arts movie, except all the alphas were real and one of them was his. Aaren watched as Rex righted himself and leaped at Hades. Both of them went down in a sprawl of limbs, Hades shoving Rex off and pinning him down.
Aaren shuddered; his breath hitched.
“Wow, you could do that to me in bed,” his mouth said.
The alphas glanced at him, including Hades.
Rex took the chance to escape. He pummeled Hades into the mat and straddled him victoriously; Aaren panicked for a second before realizing that Hades was fine.
Then his mind moved on to more pressing subjects: What would it be like to sit on Hades, with his legs spread around that huge alpha? What if his crotch was almost in Hades’ face?
Storm, the alpha who could make cat sounds, snickered. “I never thought an omega would be your downfall, Hades.”
Hades narrowed his eyes. “Aaren caught me off guard. I’ll be better prepared next time.”
“You smell like Aaren,” Rex said to Hades. “Lots of mating.”
Aaren’s face burned like a griddle. “Oh gods.”
Storm whistled. The other alphas gave Hades pointed looks.
“Finally found yourself an omega, huh?” Jag said.
“Not just any omega. The one I’ve been looking for.” Hades grinned. When Rex let him up, he grabbed a towel and wiped his hands, striding over to Aaren. “Hey. Is it your lunch break already?”
“Not yet. Olson gave me three minutes to ogle you guys.” Immediately after, Aaren wished he could’ve shut up. “Um. I wasn’t ogling?”
Hades snorted.
“Don’t worry, I like you best,” Aaren said.
“Good.” Hades wrapped his arm around Aaren’s waist, pulling him in for a rough kiss. “When are you taking your break?”
“Soon, I hope. I’ll text you.”
“Perfect. That’ll give me some time to clean up and get your ramen.”
Aaren’s heart lit up; he bounced a little. “Okay.”
“Gorgeous,” Hades murmured, squeezing Aaren’s hip. “Hey, have you been introduced to my Brothers?”
“I know Rex,” Aaren said. “And Storm, sometimes he comes in with Linus. And Jag, he visits with Niall.”
Storm was a younger alpha, with an older professor as his omega. He was the one who had lived secretly in Linus’ apartment without anyone knowing, not even Linus himself. Jag was closer to Hades’ age, and his omega, Niall, had messed-up hands. Despite that, Niall had published several books, and he occasionally came to the Wine Shack during off-peak hours to write.
“Mm. I should come by, too.” Hades turned Aaren to face the last alpha. “This is Fury. He’s the only one who hasn’t found a mate yet. I think he’s going to want one soon, now that the rest of us have someone.”
Fury narrowed his eyes, giving Hades his middle finger. Hades smiled innocently. Aaren giggled.
“Anyway, we’ll be wrapping up soon,” Hades said. “Give me a heads-up when you’re about to break for lunch.”
“Okay.” Aaren went up on tiptoes; Hades pressed a soft kiss to his mouth. Then he squeezed Aaren’s ass and nudged him back into the bar. Storm wolf-whistled behind them.
