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“Cleaned up doesn’t mean clothes though,” I told him with a lazy gaze. “If we hadn’t both fucked you at once I’d stuff you full of the butt plug again and play with you as you make us dessert later.” Zaven whimpered, trembling between us at the idea as we laughed huskily. “Next time, beta.”
“Enough teasing,” Maximo told him firmly. The alphas stomach growled, and the sound was loud enough not to be missed. “I need some damn food, then, Sutton, you can fill us in on that new employee of yours. I have a feeling we all need the distraction, and she sounds… interesting.”
“New employee?” Zaven asked, looking over at me as we all got out of the bed.
“An omega… I think even you would like her, Zave.”
“Oh, then we have to meet her.” Maximo brows rose when Zaven glanced back and forth between us as he chewed his lip.
“But I think the more important topic of conversation is what trouble is Valentina up to tonight.” I grinned, dodging when Maximo tried to grab me. “What?”
“Let’s not talk about my great-aunt right after sex.”
“Better than during,” Zaven joked, eyes wide with faux innocence.
“Shower now. Both of you.” Maximo glared before stalking off.
“So touchy,” I said loudly, not the least bit intimidated by the other alpha. He might think that he was the head of everything, but in the end, I was still an alpha, and I didn’t let Maximo’s bite get to me. “Let’s go get that food, though. It smelled amazing.”
We got out of bed, and I threaded my fingers through Zaven’s, leading him into the large walk-in shower that Maximo had started up. I gently pushed the beta toward the other man. I knew that was who he really needed reassurance from right now. As Maximo started washing the other man, taking care of him with a keen eye, I smiled. The dynamic between the three of us just worked with a simple ease that brought me contentment. Or at least it alwayshad. Hazel’s excited smile flickered in my mind’s eye, and I wondered what it would be like if she were here with us.
The biker barwas nothing like I expected on the inside. Instead of wall-to-wall wood paneling and an overstock of lame metal beer signs, it lived up to its name, Neon Nights. The beer ads were all neon, and vibrant lights lit up the liquor shelves behind the bartender. The sleek black floor, walls, and bar only made the lights stand out more. Its style was high-end club meets biker bar, and I loved it. That, and the huge list of drink specials that hung on the light up board next to the bar.
I was there before the others, but that just meant I had time to pregame. As I moved closer to the bartender, a group to my left caught my eyes. An older woman with more style than I’d ever possess was facing off with a handsy guy half her age. She was getting annoyed, fast, so I impulsively rushed over.
“There you are, baby,” I purred as I slid between them, my hands gripping her shoulders. Her red painted lips twisted into a smile while I gave the guy behind me a glare. “Get away. Shoo.”
“Fuck off, bitch, she’s not your concern,” he slurred. To top it off, he nearly stumbled into me, unable to keep his feet firmly planted on the ground. His alpha stench was covered by booze and sweat, and I wanted to vomit.
“Not what she said last night when she called outmyname. Now, get your drunk ass out of here. You know the laws, buddy,” I shot back with more venom than I generally used. I had no tolerance for alphas who tried to force omegas into giving them a chance. “Oh, there’s my friend who works security!” Seeing a familiar man stepping into the bar, I lifted my hand and waved at the biker who’d helped break into my car. The nod he gave me was enough to make the drunk scurry away. Well, more like stumble, his steps sprawling and awkward like a newborn giraffe, but at least he was out of our hair.
“That was fun,” the woman drawled. “I’m Valentina, by the way.”
“Hazel,” I said as I let go and stepped away from her.
“Generally, I handle myself, but that show of defending my honor definitely caught my attention. Unfortunately, you’re about eight to nine inches away from my type,” she joked.
“That’s okay,” I laughed. “I just wanted him to fuck off. God, he stank.”
“That he did,” she agreed with a chuckle. “I’m in a hurry tonight, so I’m about to head out, but let me buy you a shot as a thank you.”
She grabbed my hand and led me to the side of the bar that had no line. The bartender ignored the next customer and came over to us.
“Two Valentinas,” she ordered with a flirty smile.
“Anything for the beauty behind the name,” he teased back as he stepped away.
“You have your own shot here?” I asked.
She smirked. “That I do. I’m a regular here. I’m sure Loki would have stepped in if you hadn’t. That, or I would have knocked him out.” I had zero doubts this omega would have been capable of that. She had that badass, take-no-shit-and-have-fun-doing-it vibe.
The bartender was back in a moment, sliding over two bloodred shots. She grabbed them both and blew him a kiss before turning back to me. For a woman who looked to be in her sixties, she sure knew how to dress, flirt, and party. I hoped I could be as cool as she was when I grew up. Hell, she was even rocking the long, flowing, wavy white hair. Paired with her black leather jacket, black clothes, and red accessories, she was everything.
We clinked glasses before I threw back the shot. It was tart but sweet and one of the best things I’d ever put in my mouth.
“Damn, that’s good.” I slid my shot glass across the bar while she grinned and did the same.
“It is,” she agreed. “And just wait, the buzz is no joke. Next time we run into each other, maybe we can dance it off. This time, however, I have to go. Bye, my white knight.” She blew me a kiss and left before I had to come up with something witty in response.
