Chapter 15

15

W hen Damien swoops into the office with the pizza, my stomach rumbles in response to the savory scent.

Leo snatches the box and waves him back out of the room. He flips back the top, revealing the steaming pie inside, and holds it out to me. "Have some. I can hear your hunger from over here."

Grateful for his generosity, I try not to shift too quickly as I take a slice, mozzarella stretching in long, gooey strings before snapping free.

Leo grabs two slices, sandwiches them together, and takes a bite big enough to puff out his cheeks.

"How did you meet Nolan?" I ask between bites, ravenous now that appetizing food sits in front of me .

Leo swallows and licks the grease from his lip with a delighted groan. "I was working at Nolan's club, Velvet Oasis. He saved me from a persistent customer who wouldn't take ‘no' for an answer."

He blushes as he adds, "Things progressed from there."

I take a second slice when Leo offers. "What was it like being courted by a Rockford?"

A dreamy smile spreads over Leo's face as he talks about Nolan between mouthfuls, and I watch in amazement as the small Omega inhales the rest of the pizza by himself. I guess that's either the power of eating for two or a sign of how much Leo misses greasy food.

Damien strides back into the office. "We need to head back, Leo, before Nolan tracks you down when you're supposed to be resting."

Leo huffs in annoyance. "I've had enough of Nolan's over-protectiveness."

Despite his protests, a fond smile graces his lips when he speaks about his fiancé, and a pang of jealousy twists in my chest. I can only hope to someday have someone who smiles like that when thinking of me.

I rise carefully, my ass clenching, and take the empty box from Leo as Damien helps him stand from the chair. Leaving it on the desk, I follow them to the front of the house, grateful for Leo's pregnancy waddle, which forces him to move slowly. It gives me the perfect excuse to shuffle in an attempt to not shift the plug around too much.

Caleb joins us in the living room and hugs Leo goodbye while shooting his brother a stern frown out of the small Omega's view.

Damien rolls his eyes before looking at me. "See you later, little bunny."

It's clear he still doesn't trust Caleb to contain me and would rather see me gone from his twin's house.

As soon as the door closes behind them, Caleb pulls me close, his breath warm against my ear. "You better not be seeing Damien without me present."

My pulse quickens at the jealousy behind the words, and I rise onto my toes to wrap my arms around Caleb's neck. "I have no interest in your brother."

"Keep it that way." He captures my lips, the kiss hard with a hint of jealousy, and desire stirs in me.

How many times has Caleb felt interchangeable with his identical twin? If so, I will spend the rest of my life ensuring he knows all I see is him.

Caleb pulls back to fix me with a narrow look. "I can taste the pepperoni on your tongue, Oliver. "

"Hey, I appreciated your culinary efforts, but I couldn't say no when Leo offered a slice." My hands settle on his strong shoulders. "And I'll still eat the scramble you made. But for future reference, I don't like eggs."

Caleb studies my face, searching for a sign of deceit. "You were carrying eggs when you came home to your apartment."

I shrug, enjoying the warmth that emanates from his body. "They were on sale, and I use them to bulk up other things. But as a main flavor component? Not so much."

"You bought eggs for omelets your first day here," he argues.

"I thought the price would make them tolerable." I shake my head. "It did not."

"Okay, I'll remember for next time." His brow arches. "So no goose egg Benedict with Beluga caviar and gold flake?"

"Well, I've never had caviar," I murmur. "Or gold flake."

"We'll have to remedy that."

Before I'm swept away by the joy that statement brings, he kisses me again, and desire sweeps through me with an intensity that feels like my Heat never stopped .

Guiding me by the waist, he backs me up against the arm of the couch, the pressure pushing on the toy inside me. A moan escapes my lips, and my hands drop to grip Caleb's firm ass as I hook a knee around him to position his bulge back where it belongs.

"Grind on my thigh," Caleb commands, his voice husky.

My inner muscles clench on the thick, silicon shaft as I rock my hips against the leg he shoves between mine, the motion stimulating my front and back at the same time. But It's not what I crave.

"Tell me how it felt walking our guests out while stuffed full of my seed," Caleb whispers into my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"Dirty." I tremble with arousal. "I loved it."

My fingers tug at Caleb's waistband, hesitating but not daring to pull down his zipper. "Please, Caleb, fill me again."

His strong hand grips my hair, tipping my head back as he asks, "You want my cock?"

"Yes, please," I gasp. "I would live with you inside me if it were possible."

"Then take me out and face the couch."

Excitement shakes my hands as I open his pants and discover he didn't bother with underwear. The feel of his thick shaft in my hand, the velvety heat of his skin on my palm, intoxicates me.

Caleb leans down and breathes me in, his words hot against my throat. "You always smell so damn good. It's addictive."

With his pheromones curling around me, I could say the same. My pulse quickens, and I stroke him faster, desperate for more.

"Keep doing that, and you'll be wearing my seed instead of taking it where you want it," he warns, voice rough with desire.

As much as the thought thrills me, I crave the sensation of his cum flooding my insides. Releasing Caleb's cock, I turn and push down my pajama pants before bending over the couch, offering him the use of my body.

The warmth of Caleb's hands spreads through me as he parts my cheeks, exposing the plug nestled inside. "You look so nice with this toy plugging your hole. It's almost a shame to take it out."

My back drops, and I crane my neck to look back at him. "But I want you to fill me with your cock again."

"Greedy little Omega," Caleb chides, delivering a firm slap to my ass .

The sting sends a thrill through me, and a moan escapes my lips as I brace against the cushion.

Caleb's grip tightens on my hip, and he admires his handprint on my skin. "Did you like that?"

"Yes." A flush spreads through me. "I want your marks all over my body."

Caleb obliges with another sharp crack to my other cheek, and my knees shake as I rub my dick on the arm of the couch. When his hand travels between my thighs, squeezing my balls, I whimper and spread my legs as far as the pants at my ankles allow.

Whatever he wants, he can have.

He rolls the sensitive globes, then strokes up over my taint. I rise onto my toes, eager for more, but Caleb bends me back over. "Behave yourself."

His fingers hook around the base of the plug, and my body resists for only a moment as he pulls it free. A warm rush of liquid slides down my thighs, a heady mix of my slick and Caleb's seed.

He drops the glistening toy in front of me, then hooks his thumbs into my now-stretched entrance and rumbles with appreciation. "Such a messy boy."

I whimper, eager to be made an even bigger mess.

He slaps his cock against my gaping hole, the wet sound sending a shiver of anticipation through me.

But then something vibrates, and I tense. Does Caleb have something else hidden away with plans to torment me?

His curse fills the air, and his hand spreads over my lower back to hold me in place as he answers his cell with an irritated bark. "What do you want, Aaiden?"

A pause of silence follows as Caleb listens to his cousin, and his blunt head teases my entrance.

I moan, wiggling in invitation. I don't care if he's on the phone so long as he doesn't stop.

"I'm busy," he snaps, and then—oh God—he slams into me just like I wanted.

My loud, unrestrained cry of pleasure echoes in the living room, the hot breadth of Caleb's cock filling me so full I feel him in my stomach.

"What do you think it was?" Caleb rocks into me with purposeful thrusts. "I told you, I'm busy ."

That his cousin can hear us only turns me on more, and I moan again. "Harder, Alpha."

Another spank lands on my already tender flesh. "You're being greedy."

Caleb continues speaking into the phone, raising his voice to be heard over my moans. "Fine, if it's really that urgent, then I need a babysitter while I'm gone."

Offended, I rear up in protest .

"Back into position, or I'll stop," Caleb warns, his tone brooking no argument.

Shivering, I drop back over the arm of the couch, and Caleb grinds against my ass, stirring up my insides.

"I'll be ready in ten, so have someone I trust here before then." A second later, his phone bounces onto the cushion in front of me, and I see Aaiden's name still on the screen.

He didn't hang up.

"You have five minutes, Oliver." Caleb grips my hips with enough pressure to leave the imprint of his fingertips behind. "Make me come, or I'm chaining you back to the bed."

Then he fucks me hard, and the call stays live until I scream my release.

I shift uncomfortably in the executive chair, Liam's intense stare making it difficult to focus on my work for VanishingVoice .

The air in the office feels stifling, every tick of the clock an unwelcome reminder of Caleb's absence, which leaves me at the mercy of his older brother.

Twenty minutes ago, Liam had arrived while I was cleaning up and Caleb was changing into an all-black outfit like the one he wore when he came to kill me.

His introduction to Liam came with a warning that all the cameras in the house were active, and he would know if the tracker on my nape guard was tampered with.

Liam had rolled his eyes in a mirror image of Damien's expression only an hour earlier and reminded Caleb that he'd set up the security system himself.

Then, with a thigh-trembling kiss and a command to behave, Caleb departed through the garage, leaving me alone with my babysitter.

Liam props his ankle on one knee, resting his chin on his hand as he studies me. "So, you're the reporter my baby brother was supposed to kill."

I suck on my cheeks for a moment before responding. "From my understanding, he was told to take care of me, and he's exceeding expectations."

A smirk forms on Liam's face. "So I heard from Aaiden. Is that something you're into? Are you hoping to be passed around?"

My hands clench into fists hard enough for my nails to dig into my palms, and I glare at him. "If Caleb decides to fuck me on the boardroom table in front of the entire Rockford clan to show everyone who I belong to, I'm down for it, but there will be no sharing."

I wait for the burn of shame in admitting my kink, but it never comes. Caleb's so confident in his desires and supportive of what works for me that it leaves no room to worry about other people's opinions.

Liam arches an eyebrow, enjoying my anger. "Even if it's what Caleb wants?"

My fists loosen, and I break eye contact to focus on my laptop screen. "He doesn't."

"You seem awfully sure," Liam taunts.

"Because I am." I may question a lot of things about what's going on between me and Caleb, but I read his possessive actions loud and clear.

It gives me hope that other feelings will follow.

The click of my keyboard fills the silence as I craft an anonymous tip about the missing Omegas while Liam watches me like a hawk.

I had concluded it was the only way to alert the police that the owner of the company my brother had worked for was linked to the building manager where he rented an apartment. Any other method will draw attention to the Rockford family .

Liam drops his foot back to the floor with a heavy thump that startles me. "What are you working on?"

I huff with frustration. "Can't you babysit me from a different room? There aren't any windows in here for someone to sneak through and attack me."

Liam's brow furrows in an expression too much like Caleb's. The family resemblance runs strong. "I thought I was here to stop you from running away."

I glance up from my laptop. "Why would I do that?"

He shrugs. "I heard about a threat involving chains."

Shaking my head, I snort. "I didn't realize the Rockford Alphas were such gossips."

"You have no idea." Liam laughs at my ignorance. "But if Caleb keeps you around, you'll learn."

I scowl at the emphasis he puts on the word if while also hoping Caleb keeps me forever. And I now understand why he didn't want to remain at the Rockford estate.

When he said his family was nosy, it was an understatement.

When the silence stretches on, Liam asks, "So, what were the chains about, if not to confine you?"

An annoyed sigh escapes me. "Ask Caleb if you're so curious. "

"But I'm asking you ," Liam presses.

I fold my hands on the desk. "Do you run the security for all the Rockford businesses? Or just their personal homes?"

Liam's expression turns suspicious. "Why do you want to know?"

I gesture between us. "Thought we were playing the invasive questions game."

Liam tilts his head to the side. "How much has Caleb explained to you?"

"Nothing." I hold his eyes, which are the same brown as Caleb's. "He hasn't told me anything."

"But you know something ," he counters with surety.

"Of course, I do," I scoff. "Caleb came to kill me at Nolan's request. Cat's out of the bag on that one. But he hasn't revealed any deep dark secrets about his job or what it means to your family."

"No?" Liam challenges. "What about your visit with Leo earlier?"

"Leo only came by to answer some questions about the time he spent living at Sunrise Apartments." My attention returns to filing the anonymous report, flagging Detective Wells before I hit send.

A soft chime comes from Liam's phone a second later, and his gaze flicks up to me, confirming my suspicion that my fancy new laptop has a keylogger and my babysitter knows exactly what I'm doing.

Nothing's wrong with what I did, though, so I ignore the invasion of privacy to continue the conversation. "If you're so curious about what Leo shared, you can listen to our discussion by reviewing the footage from the office cameras."

"Spy on my cousin's fiancé? I like my balls attached." Liam mutters a curse under his breath, and I resist smiling in victory.

Then curiosity gets the better of me, and my attention returns to Liam. "Did you do the security at Velvet Oasis?"

He crosses his arms. "I did."

A spark of excitement flares in my chest, but it fizzles out as quickly when I realize Leo would have mentioned if anything had been uncovered about the missing Omegas through the club's records.

Unless they're keeping him in the dark about the investigation?

"Spit out your questions," Liam says. "The suspense is killing me."

My fingers tap against the desktop in agitation. "Have you uncovered Tony's buyer for the Omegas?"

"Not yet." Liam leans back in his chair, assessing me. "Tony was savvy enough not to do business on the premises."

I swallow hard, frustration bubbling up inside me. "What about customers who stopped visiting Velvet Oasis after the Omegas vanished? If they were buying them from the backrooms, they'd have no reason to keep being patrons once they had their favorites at home."

Liam tips his head toward me, acknowledging my point. "We have a few people under surveillance, but if they have the boys, they're good at hiding it."

The way he says it sets off my investigative senses. "What job did Caleb go on tonight?"

Liam smiles and taps the side of his nose but tells me nothing.

Frustrated, I return my attention to my laptop. "Anyone ever tell you that you're annoying?"

"Anyone ever tell you that you smell delicious?"

My head jerks up. "What?"

Liam grins. "Sure about the no sharing thing?"

"Positive."

An email alert pops up with Lily's name on the sender line. When I open it, my pulse quickens at the image attached.

It's one of the photos snapped of me and Caleb stepping out of the alley, looking rumpled. Below follows a demand that she be the first one I send the tell-all story to. If I do, she promises to put one of my other articles on the front page of Nexus News .

My heart pounds as I stare at the screen, bittersweet victory churning inside me.

The offer is everything I've been working toward, a place in the real world of investigative journalism, and all it will cost is exploiting Caleb again.