“Come here.”

“I love you.”

Max winked. “You might love me even more after this.”

Not possible. “We’ll see.” Seb gave his mate a come-hither grin.

Pulling himself up, the omega wiped honey residue from his midriff. He pushed his mate onto the mattress and reached for his belt. Keeping his eyes on Seb’s face, he undid it and the button, and then lowering his head, he grabbed the zipper between his teeth.

“You are so fucking sexy.” I want to plunge my dick in his ass until he screams. But that’s for another day. Max’s earthy aroma curled its arms around him, and Seb’s dick swelled further as he shoved his hips up.

With his teeth clamped on the zipper, Max tugged it, and the metal teeth unclenched and parted. I can’t stand this. He’s driving me crazy! Seb’s breathing came in fits and starts as he feasted his eyes on his mate’s mouth, yanking open his fly.

Slowly.

Carefully.

Painstakingly.

I want to scream. Do it faster, for God’s sake. The alpha jiggled his hips, urging his mate to speed up, but Max ignored him. Damn that omega.

With the zipper lowered, the alpha’s length, covered in soft cotton briefs, exploded through the gap. The omega buried his nose against the delicate fabric as the alpha wiggled and moaned. Max ran his tongue over Seb’s stiff cock as it strained under his briefs.

I’m not waiting for him. The alpha slid his hand to the waistband.

“That’s cheating, Seb. Let me do this for you.”

“Okay. I’ve missed you. I’ve missed us.” The alpha gulped and placed both hands on either side of Max’s face and tipped his head upward.

“Me too, Seb.” The omega slipped his hands inside Seb’s jeans, and as his mate lifted his hips, he peeled them back. Both alpha and omega eyed Seb’s red briefs, stretched tight as his cock twitched and begged to be released. The alpha kicked off his jeans, desperate to get Max’s mouth on his length.

“Hello there.” Max kissed the bulge, and Seb groaned and twisted his hips. Licking along the exposed ridge, the omega took the waistband between his teeth and yanked it.

Seb lifted his head and peered between his legs as Max exposed the dark patch of wiry hair. The omega released the material and nuzzled his mate’s warm skin before sticking his tongue into his belly button.

“You’re torturing me.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Lower, please.”

Max gave his mate an evil grin as he swirled his tongue around the alpha’s hips and thighs and peppered kisses along the warm flesh.

“Please, Max. What are you doing?”

“Tormenting you, my darling.” The omega’s tongue flicked the head of Seb’s cock as if it were a lollypop. Max moaned as he lapped the tip and slid his tongue along the shaft. Keep going, Max. The alpha gripped the sheet as his body trembled and his toes curled. He dug his heels into the mattress as his mate took his dick between his warm, wet, slippery lips and sucked.

“Jesus Fucking Bloody Christ! Seb gasped as his length slid between the omega’s pursed lips. Max’s mouth sank over the cock with his tongue flicking the shaft at the same time. Blood thundered through Seb’s veins hurtling him closer to oblivion as his mate released his length and kissed along the now-slippery shaft.

“Max, your mouth. I love it. I need your lips wrapped about my cock. Please.”

“Mmmm.”

The omega hummed over Seb’s dick, sending molten waves of pleasure surging through the alpha.

“Yes!”

As Max’s mouth’s sucked and licked his mate’s length, he stoked a fire within the alpha that threatened to blow Seb away. With the omega’s teeth sliding over his hard dick, a frisson of excitement crept over his mate. His legs trembled, and as Max slid one hand to his balls and caressed them, a web of desire entangled Seb.

His breath came in short, sharp spurts, and his heart raced as if it were running a marathon. Stay with me. Don’t give up now. “God, yes!”

Max cupped his hands around the base of Seb’s shaft and his stroking matched the rhythm of his mouth. The alpha lost his senses as pleasure needled his body. Day became night as he twisted his head from side to side.

“Max!” Tears squeezed from the corners of Seb’s eyes as he was caught in a web of desire. He panicked as his breathing became shallower and an enormous pressure built inside him. “Yes! Yes!”

The omega’s teeth slid over Seb’s length and pain became pleasure. The alpha pushed his hips up and his dick sank further into his mate’s throat. Yes. “Max!”

His seed spurted again and again deep into Max’s mouth, and his mate gulped and swallowed.

He took all of me. Seb slumped onto the bed with the omega’s lips still fastened around his dick. I can’t get air inside me..

With the alpha’s chest still heaving, the omega ran his fingers over his mate’s tattoos. “When this craziness is over, I want one. Something with our names inside as well as Trixie’s.

“And leave space in case we have more kids.”

Seb’s phone beeped. The fun times are over.

“Look what the cat dragged in.”

Trixie peeked from between Seb’s legs as Adam strode from his car to the porch. The visitor was unshaven and there were dark shadows under his eyes. He stank of stale cigarette smoke, and his fingers trembled as they clutched a key ring, but he shoved his hand in his pocket when the keys jingled.

“It’s déjà vu.”

“Nah.” The older alpha winked at the piglet. “Hello, pork belly.”

Trixie squeaked and took off inside and as Adam laughed, drool slid over his lips and he clamped his jaw on a wad of chewing gum.

I’ve never felt sorry for gum before. My condolences.

Adam placed a foot on the first step and the tight jeans emphasized his crotch.

Oh, God. It’s a delivery boy with a very small package. Hide that thing.

But as gross as Adam thrusting his hips forward was, it was the smacking, chomping and slurping of gum that had the alpha’s stomach twisting and reminded him of a cow chewing its cud. Though a cow is much more pleasant.

A hint of mint mingled with the man’s rancid breath. Not enough to get rid of the stench. “And to what do I owe this displeasure?”

“I have something of yours.”

He’s awfully cocky. “Doubtful.”

“Your mate… or should I say former mate.”

Seb shaded his eyes and pretended to search for Max. “I don’t see him. Is he hiding in the car? Under the hood? In the trunk?” The younger alpha tapped his foot on the porch as he waited.

A scowl flitted across Adam’s face before being replaced by a smirk. “I took him.” The alpha puffed out his chest. “He’s mine, and you’re never getting him back.” Adam adjusted his cock. “I crept into his bed and fucked him. And then I bit him all over while he begged me to mate with him. My blood mixed with his and your bond was broken. And did I mention I fucked him hard?”

I’m going to be sick. Seb’s eyes darted over Adam’s crotch. “Doubt there’s anything hard about you.”

The older man swung his fist, but Seb took a step back, and Adam punched the air and almost tripped face first onto the wooden boards. His cheeks reddened, and he stumbled backward.

“Want to try that again?”

A single bead of sweat trickled from Adam’s brow over his cheeks and onto his lips. Seb dug his nails into his palms to distract him from the uninvited guest’s bodily fluids smearing his skin. “No? If there’s nothing else, it’s been great catching up.” For the last time, I hope.

“Max is mated to me now. We’re bound. You had him but he handed himself to me willingly.”

“Better get back to him, hadn’t you?”

Adam hesitated.

“Trouble in paradise?”

“Nope.”

“So, you came here to gloat?” Seb leaned toward his unwelcome visitor. “Not a good look.”

Adam glanced around.

“Did you lose something?” The younger alpha raised a brow.

“Not exactly.” The older man rubbed the back of his neck. “Now Max is my mate, I have to take care of him.”

“You’re not doing a great job ‘cause you’re here and he’s not.”

Adam squinted at Seb. “You’re not very upset.”

“About?”

“Your mate… I mean former…” Adam raised his voice, “…my mate.”

“I am, though.”

The older man crinkled his nose and sneered. “I knew it.”

“I’m bothered having you on my property. I have things to do so if you don’t mind…”

Adam’s face fell, and he grabbed the younger alpha’s arm. Seb glanced at the beefy fingers pressing onto and emphasizing his tats.

“Take. Your. Hands. Off. Me.” Seb spat out the last word and droplets of saliva shot out of his mouth and shimmered on Adam’s dry, flaky skin.

The older alpha hesitated before releasing his companion’s arm and blurting out, “Max wants to see Isla.”

I have no clue how this man’s mind works. He’s trying to find Max but he’s banging on about Isla. “He should have thought of that before sharing a bed with you. As the alpha, I retain custody. And as you pointed out, what Max wants and does is none of my concern.”

“But he misses her.”

“I’ll send him a photo and slice of cake each year on her birthday.”

“But…”

Seb steepled his fingers and pretended to be deep in thought. “I recall an alpha bragging about how omegas are put on earth to serve alphas. When omegas say no, they actually mean yes, and an alpha has to show his omega who’s boss.”

Adam’s cheeks reddened and gritted his teeth.

“Who said that? I’m trying to recall.” Seb closed his eyes and mimicked a fortune teller by tapping his head with one hand and pointing up with the other. “Wait. It’s coming. I’m hearing a voice from the other side. It’s whispering in my ear and saying a name. Why, it’s Adam.”

“Dickhead.”

Nah. Dick is Max’s father.

Adam stepped backward.

Lure him in, Seb.

“You tell me Max misses his daughter, but if he really wanted to see Isla, surely he would have come himself.”

“He hasn’t?” Adam mumbled.

Seb put a hand to his ear. “What was that? I didn’t hear you.”

“Isn’t he here?”

“You’ve recently mated and you’ve already mislaid your omega?” Seb waggled his finger at the older man. “Tut-tut. How careless.”

Adam squirmed. “Have you seen him?”

“Can’t help you, sorry.”

“But…”

Seb pushed his sleeves up, further exposing more of his intricate tattoos.

“If Mr. Sharpe finds out I’ve lost his son, he’ll…”

“What? Tell you off? Fire you? Or something much more sinister?” This is fun—sort of. Seb rubbed his hands together. I’m enjoying this way too much.

“I can’t imagine.”

“You can if you try hard enough. Go on.”

The older man ran a hand through his thinning hair.

He’s desperate. “Your burbling regarding Max missing his daughter may be true, but you’re trying to save your own skin. You don’t care for any omega.”

“Hey, he’s my mate now and you don’t get to use his name.”

“Max! Max! Max!” I’m being childish but he deserves it. Seb rubbed his chin. “When most alphas and omegas mate they can’t keep their hands or their eyes off one another. Isn’t it strange that Max disappeared so soon after you bonded?”

Adam shuffled his feet in the dirt. “I assumed he’d come to see the baby.”

Seb didn’t respond. Give him enough rope and he’ll hang himself.

The older alpha sighed. “I assumed I’d feel different after mating, but apart from a dry mouth and blinding headache, I didn’t… don’t…”

“It helps to have both alpha and omega in the same place.”

“Where would he have gone?”

“No idea. But you’re right, there will be some things I miss about Max. The birthmark on his hip in the shape of a tree. And the tiny scar across his chest from where he fell as a kid.”

“Yeah!” Adam’s crestfallen expression changed to one of defiance. He grinned, and Seb’s stomach roiled at his stained teeth and red gums. “And I thought of you while I was claiming every part of him.”

You’re a fool, Adam. Your bravado is your undoing. “Interesting.” Gross, but definitely interesting. “I’m not sure who you bedded, but it wasn’t Max.”

“What? You ass…!” Adam lunged for Seb, but the younger man ducked out of the way, and Adam tumbled onto the porch.

You fell right into that trap. “You’re either a liar, a fool, or both. Which is it, Adam?”

“You’re deliberately trying to bamboozle me.” Adam brushed the dust from his clothes.

“Nope. That was all you.”

The older man wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve and spat on the ground. “What do I do?” He stared around the yard, as if expecting Mr. Sharpe and his goons to pop out of the animal pens.

“Max tricked you, you’ve lost him and you took off without notifying the big boss.” Seb emphasized the last word as he ticked each offense off on his fingers. “That’s three strikes.”

“I also fucked up months ago not knowing Max was pregnant. And… thinking Trixie was your kid.”

“Oops! You’re no cat so you’ve run out of lives.”

“What do I do?”

“My advice would be to run… now… today. Get out of the country, find yourself a new line of work.”

Blood drained from Adam’s face. “It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I was going to produce the first legitimate heir, I’d be the favored alpha and take over the business instead of those dropkick sons of his.”

From what I’ve seen of Mr. Sharpe, that was a con. No way would he have handed over his company to this guy.

Adam rifled through his wallet.

“You need money?”

After accepting a wad of cash, the older man—his face now more gray than red—started the car.

“Try The Old Country,” Seb suggested. “You’ll fit right in.” He walked away but as a thought struck him, he shouted over his shoulder. “I’ve always been curious. How did you get the bruises the day you were thrown in jail with us?”

Adam grinned. “Paid off the cop to beat me up. Wanted to look the part.”

As Seb held up his hand in farewell, the older alpha shouted, “He’ll come for you.”

“Won’t be the first time.”

“It’s a mirage, Seb. Lies built on more lies. Completely fake.”

“What?” But Adam accelerated and took off. As Seb gazed at the trail of dust in the alpha’s wake, the cryptic words vanished as he recalled Dray’s instructions. He’s going to be furious!