“I’m not gonna last long, Fireball,” Hayden gasps. “This is the single hottest thing that’s ever happened to me.”
I can only moan, my hips grinding against Kole’s face as one hand pumps his fingers into me, and the other grips my hip so hard it makes me think that I can’t wait to see the bruises.
My body goes white-hot as he sucks my clit into his mouth again, and when his teeth graze it ever so slightly, I detonate. My vision goes blurry, my body coils tight, and then the most intense release I’ve ever experienced takes hold.
I’m pretty sure that if Sam didn’t knowexactlywhat was going on back here, he’d think I was being murdered.
Hayden groans as hot ropes of cum hit my chin and mouth, and when his smoky pepper taste finds my tongue, I nearly come all over again.
“Fuck, I love you.” Hayden laughs, climbing off my chest and pressing a feral kiss to my lips.
“Feeling better,Lisichka?” Kole asks, and I realize that yes, I’m feelingmuchbetter, despite the ache in my ribs.
“Loads. No pun intended.” I grin at him, my chest heaving as I try to catch my breath. “You need a little help with that, Sugar Bear?” I nod pointedly at the tent in his jeans.
“I believe that I can wait until we get home.” Kole chuckles. “Sam will want to be getting back on the road, I’m sure.”
It’s then I realize for the first time that we’ve come to a stop.
And that I’m buck-ass naked in the back of a surveillance vehicle disguised as a pizza delivery van.
“Why did we pull over?” I frown, sitting up.
“Ummm…” Sam’s voice calls out from the front seat before he turns to look at us with a sheepish expression. “Does anyone have an extra set of pants I can borrow?”
We pull up to the Gallagher family compound at midnight, and I’m about ready to die from embarrassment. We rolled down the windows after I came down from my spike, but the van still stinks of apple pie and sex.
When we pass the gates, I lean forward, making sure my guys understand how imperative it is that they listen to every single word I say. “As soon as we park, we get our asses out of this vehicle and make sure the doors are shut tight. I don’t need my brother knowin’ what went on back here, and I sure as hell don’t need Ozzy knowin’.” The thought of my father-in-law who actually seems to like me scenting my heat-spike pheromones fills me with so much anxiety I start to sweat all over again.
“Be calm,Lisichka,” Kole tuts. “Heat spikes are completely natural, there is nothing to be embarrassed about—”
“Do not tell me tobe calm,” I hiss, baring my teeth. “This is a mortifyin’ omegamess, and I need you to take this seriously.”
“Of course, Fireball,” Hayden soothes, running a hand down my back.
“Besides, it’s not like they won’t scent you all over Kole’s face,” Sam mutters, putting the car in park.
Fuck.
I’m out of the van in the next five seconds, just in time to see Declan coming down the front steps of his porch, and Hayden scrambles out after me, taking my direction very seriously.
Sam moves at his regular pace, and Kole, the right bastard, moves as slow as he possibly can, a smug grin on his face.
Declan, to his credit, only slightly wrinkles his nose as he approaches, and he swallows before clearing his throat. “I take it the mission was a…success?”
Car doors shut behind us, and I turn to see Ozzy and West approaching.
Ozzy does not react nearly as gracefully as Declan did, with his steps stuttering to a stop and his face turning beet red as my scent hits him.
I’d laugh at his reaction if it didn’t horrify me so much.
My hands fly up to cover my face.
If it wasmychoice to get tit-fucked and my pussy devoured in the back of a surveillance van after rescuing my alpha’s daddy…that would be one thing.
But this…this is different. I have no choice, I have no control.
I’m a literal slave to my omega instincts.
