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“Yeah, but is that all there is to it, sir?”
Renner blinked.Sir?
“Owen and I arrived to see our mate with her hands coated in blood, pounding a male three times her size into the floor. It was rather hot.”
“Concluding report at eight fifty-nine. Thank you all for the information. I will be in touch with you if more is needed.”
Owen smiled. “Give it seventy-two hours. Have a nice night.” Owen took the phone and shut it off.
Renner looked at him. “That was rude.”
“Mateo made you some pasta. It’s getting cold.” Owen kissed her cheek. He took her by the hand and guided her to a table and chair nearby.
The spaghettini had a cream sauce and little flecks of bacon and pepper. Her toes curled happily, and she spun the fork around and around before getting a mouthful and slurping it as politely as possible. Owen came around and rubbed her back while she took down the food in record time. Then, they started to bring her lemon water. Owen hadn’t been kidding. They were going to get her whatever she needed.
Chapter Seven
When Renner had hydrated and consumed food, Mateo tugged her toward him, and she noted that his confusion of markings was very weblike. “Um, really big spider?”
Mateo pulled her in close and unbuttoned her shirt. “Extremely big spider.”
She was pulled forward and into contact with his chest. He lifted her slowly and dragged his lips lightly across hers. He moved his lips to her neck and found that spot again. He hummed, licked, and sucked at the band on her neck. Her legs rubbed together, and she whimpered gently and then emitted a desperate whine. The slick production was online with embarrassing speed.
She clutched at him, and the soft, desperate sounds she was emitting were beyond embarrassing. They were true.
When the action on her neck caused the hot tension between her thighs to go critical, she wailed. There was a small pattering sound, and she knew what had just happened. Tears started down her cheeks, and she sniffled. Mateo made soothing sounds and sat down, reclining and holding her against his chest while she cried.
In a strange move, he completely removed her shirt, and when she felt Owen carefully lowering himself onto her, she understood. Renner was sandwiched between the two of them. She muttered, “Okay, I can see the appeal, but Owen is soft and hard at the same time. I can’t imagine Armand and Than like this.”
There was a wicked chuckle from behind them. Armand said, “Don’t worry. We’ll show you. No imagination necessary.”
She closed her eyes and pressed her cheek against Mateo’s chest. Owen overlapped her on all sides. He whispered in her ear, “Next to you, I am positively enormous, and you feel so good.” The last was said with a groan.
Renner could feel him, and it was an eerie softness. Omegas felt like they were made of silk and cornstarch. He was silk and cornstarch and steel. Mateo was steel and silk.
She relaxed under the complete coverage, and when Owen started to kiss his way down her spine, she shivered. She liked being warm, but he was getting her hot.
Mateo stroked her hair and drew his fingers through it restlessly. He pulled her and her passenger up so he could kiss her again. Before he could make her head spin, she asked, “How did Stornel know you?”
Owen paused and started snickering.
“Well, Persephone, I own some clubs that are for normal tastes and others for extreme tastes. He is in vice, so we get regular visits trying to find someone breaking the rules. I am very particular about rules, as is your friend Armand.”
She nodded. “Oh.”
“In case you wonder, I don’t play away from home. If you come out with us, it will be for display purposes only.” He smiled. “I don’t bring family to work. That is a family tradition that I want to maintain.”
Owen murmured, “Mateo comes from a long line of wealthy pervs.”
Mateo chuckled. “He and my mother don’t get along.”
Owen laughed and nipped her spine. “That is a way to put it. She is after grandkids in the worst way, and Mateo knows about my issues and that I won’t be providing the grandkids.”
Renner inhaled as Owen slid three fingers into her. “Warning would have been good.”
Owen nibbled at her back. “No, this is more fun.” His hand started moving.
She felt her sex clenching frantically around his fingers. He murmured, “Much more fun. She’s all tight and slippery.” He chuckled. “Very slippery.”
