Nevermind the fact that Kole didn’t use his own hands to end his father’s life—he ordered his bloodsworn to. But, in the eyes of the Families, it is the same thing.
“Why?” Kole tilts his head in question before shrugging. “It is Russian vodka, good quality.” As if to illustrate his point, he twists off the cap and takes a swig straight from the bottle. He doesn’t even blink as he holds it out to me. “You are also a part of the ‘I killed my dad club’.”
I suppose, even if he wasn’t my biological father. So, I take the bottle from him and take a small sip. It goes down surprisingly smooth, and has a slightly creamy texture. “Wow.” I look down at the bottle in surprise. “That’s a far cry from the bottom shelf swill I’m used to.”
Sam walks over, taking the bottle. I’m about to whine at him for ruining our fun when he also takes a drink. “Good quality alcohol doesn’t really burn.” He looks down at the bottle before taking another sip. “Fuck, thatissmooth.”
Hayden bounces on the balls of his feet. “Shit, are we getting wasted?” he asks excitedly, grinning wide.
My body goes warm and fuzzy as Kole takes the bottle back from Sam and swallows down some more. I suppose he needs it after the events of today. The way his throat bobs has me squeezing my thighs together, and Sam’s nose twitches as a smirk pulls at his lips. “Oh? Do we not need to worry about washing off that de-scenter after all?”
Kole lowers the bottle, wiping his mouth. His eyes are dark as he prowls towards me. My lip catches under my top teeth, and when he reaches me, tipping my chin up, my breath catches in my throat. “Would you like some,Lisichka?” he rumbles, and before I know what I’m doing, I’m nodding my head.
“Then open up.” He smirks, lifting the bottle to his lips and taking a small amount inside before closing his mouth and leaning towards me.
Oh,fuck. Is he…?
His hand collars the front of my neck as he presses his mouth to mine, opening his lips and letting the vodka pour down my throat.
Groans sound around me.
“Fuck, Fireball, will you do that tome?” Hayden nearly whines, making my panties even wetter. I do love me a desperate alpha.
Warmth starts to coat my insides, making me feel light and floaty.
“Gods, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” West runs a hand over his face. “Alright, give it here,” he holds his hand out to Kole, who hands over the bottle with a grin. West holds the vodka by the neck, swallowing roughly before wiping his mouth off. “If we’re gonna do this, we’re gonna do it right. Hayden, unzip Siren and help her get out of the dress, then you can have some of this top-shelf shit. Sam, make sure there are no omegas or visitors lingering, then make sure the front door is locked. Kole…” he sighs like he can’t believe the words that are about to come out of his mouth. “Give our omega another drink.”
Things move so quickly, I don’t really get the chance to process the fact that my beta just handed out orders and everyone took them like they were candy. Hayden’s fingers immediately find my zipper, and while he pulls it down, sending goosebumps down my spine, Kole takes possession of the bottle again, and gets ready to put another shot in my mouth.
This time, the vodka pours down my throat, and I swallow, but Kole’s tongue follows immediately after, swirling around mine as he kisses me breathless.
I pull away, gasping for breath. More sweet fuzziness takes over as the drink kicks in, and I smile at my alphas. “No more for now.” My words kind of sound like they’re coming from outsidemy body. I’m fully aware of what’s happening, even if the world is a bit light and floaty. But I feel…free.
Unburdened.
My dress falls to the ground in a puddle at my feet, and Kole’s eyes flash nearly black when he sees what I’m wearing underneath.
Which would be a big, fat, nothing.
“Naughty girl,” he growls, grabbing my ass and lifting me up so my legs wrap around his waist. “Wearing nothing under that sinful dress while out to dinner with my brothers.”
My finger traces the scar that runs down his left eyebrow and across his nose. “Mmm. I had a feelin’ we’d end up here, though. Not gettin’ drunk off a bottle of Russian vodka, but with me naked in one of y’all’s arms.”
“Orallof ours.” I don’t have time to place the voice before a set of plush lips brush my bare shoulder.
“She liked that, Doctor,” Kole grins down at me. “Do it again.” My skin erupts in goosebumps as the same lips brush against my other shoulder, and a hand caresses my bare ass.
West.
“Man, I’ve been dying to try out a fivesome,” Hayden mutters, coming to my left. His cheeks are flushed from the alcohol, his gaze roaming over my body. I gasp when deft fingers slip between me and Kole, brushing my clit.
Hayden’s hands are skimming my waist though, so that means…
I whip my head to the other side to see Sam, a hungry look in his eyes as his fingers brush my clit again. “We’re all alone, and the house is secure.”
With Kole in front of me, West behind me, and Sam and Hayden on either side, I’m surrounded.
“Oh,” I breathe out, my heart rate picking up as the reality of the situation kicks in. We haven’t done more than two at a timeso far, but I’d be lying if I said the idea didn’t live rent-free in my mind.
