12. Grayson

12

Grayson

I open my eyes to the most beautiful sight, Blake wrapped around me and Luca against him, Luca's lips attached to my Omega's shoulder. The smaller Omega reminds me of a koala but it's the way Luther has an arm over them both, a hand resting on my hip that brings a smile to my face. The mixture of pear and ocean fills my nose as I slowly dislodge my cock from Blake's ass, laughing as he whines in displeasure. The smell of our release blasts through the air, Luther's eyes now trained on the two Omegas between us.

Blake grunts and then flips over before wrapping himself around Luca and then falling back asleep. I should be jealous that Blake didn't reach for me or whine for me to fuck him back to sleep but these two are too precious together. I press a kiss to Blake's forehead and lightly tap Luca's shoulder before crawling out of the nest and scooting to the bathroom for a shower.

Fifteen minutes later, I shove myself into a set of dress pants and grab a shirt to put on after breakfast. I move into the kitchen to see Luther leaning against the counter as the coffee maker brews a fresh batch. His arms are folded across his chest, his beautiful tattoos on display. People rarely see them unless his sleeves are rolled up and even fewer know the meaning of the art etched into his skin.

They tell stories of his accomplishments and his loves and his losses. Stories of his parents, Blake and I, designs that represent his service to the country, and other stories he hasn't yet been ready to share. Despite how much of Luther's past I don't know, I still love and trust him with my entire being.

Luther watches me as I place my shirt on the edge of the couch and then round the kitchen island to step into his chest before placing a firm kiss on his lips. He hums his appreciation as he steals another, tasting me for several moments, the world falling away from us until it's just us two. Luther has always been my rock and safe place since we started this pack but I've started to realize that sometimes he needs out of his head, the same way I do.

"God, you taste delicious," Luther purrs against my lips. "Blake doing alright? I didn't expect both of them to sleep that long."

"Blake started nesting. His pout is fucking adorable."

He wraps an arm around my back, letting it hang low just above my ass, the other moving upward so that his fingers can move through my hair. He searches my expression and then frowns. "What is it?"

"Quentin sent our results last night. After I finally got Blake to sleep, they came in and it said that he has high blood pressure caused by stress. That if it isn't regulated, he could have additional heart issues down the line." I hate this for Blake but even more for Luther. Luther is our Alpha, the man who has promised to take care of us and he can't protect Blake from this. The only thing we can do is force Blake to take time off from his own idea.

He's not going to like it.

Luther lets out a deep sigh. His silence is usually comforting but today it's unnerving especially since he smells like Luca. He might as well be drenched in that ocean scent even though I know he didn't cross the line we've all been wanting to.

"Talk to me, Luther. Don't shut me out of whatever plan you're going to make."

"Blake will have to slow down and as much as I don't want to, we'll have to ask Quentin what kind of stress a child would have on our Omega's heart. I won't sacrifice his health for children, regardless of how much we all want a little Blake running around." Luther places a kiss on my head as the coffee maker dings. He pushes off the counter and pulls down two mugs, facing away from me as he continues. "I'm also going to rip Luca's Alpha apart. You didn't see his mate bond."

"Quentin mentioned it was infected."

"It's worse than that. His Alpha has been re-biting him, reclaiming him. He's been ripping into flesh and leaving Luca like that to heal. Luca is that frail because his Alpha has all but rejected him." Luther hunches over the counter, the muscles in his back tensing as his scent hardens. He's pissed off and I am too but again, it's different for my Alpha.

He hates the lack of control and Luca's situation is the epitome of chaos.

What I'm about to say isn't going to help.

"I'm 99% sure that Luca's Alpha is the one from college. It's only been a few years so it would make sense."

Luther pours a healthy serving of coffee into a mug before handing it to me and then pouring his own. "Don't give me his name, Gray. I'm hanging on by a thread here. You know Luca better than I do but seeing him last night… I don't have the restraint I do with Blake. Luca is fragile and something inside of me wants to just keep him locked up in that nest so that the world can't hurt him. At the same time, I want to show him off and tell everyone that he's mine."

I chuckle at Luther's confession because it's how I've felt for years. I was just smart enough not to act on it. Blake's obsession has fed into my own and knowing that Luther is feeling the same way tells me that Luca is going to find his way into our home sooner rather than later. "Good to know how you feel, Alpha. "

"I almost fucked him, Gray. Almost flipped him over and sunk into his sweet little ass when his scent got all sticky and sweet. He's going to be trouble. Hell, both of them are." Luther takes a large gulp of his coffee before moving to the fridge. He starts pulling out ingredients for breakfast, glancing down the hall toward the nest a few times, and then continuing to work. "The finishing touches on the project have to be completed today. I can't keep Blake here but I'll make sure he eats. I need you to stay here for Luca. He's not going anywhere. I don't care who shows up at the house to retrieve him."

I open my mouth to protest but close it when Luther glares at me. It's not that I don't want to protect Luca but if one of the detectives we know shows up, I'll be hard-pressed to keep Luca from them.

"I'll keep Luca safe but good luck dragging Blake out of the house."

Luther offers me a deviant grin, closing the distance between us. "I have my ways. Now, let's get some food in their bellies before we all have to start our day. I think someone from the station might call but unless we find out who Luca's Alpha is, there won't be any updates."

The police aren't stupid. They'll find out.

"And then," Luther leans down to brush his lips over mine. "We're taking a fucking vacation. I haven't been the best Alpha." One of his hands settles around the back of my neck, the other moving between us as it slowly undoes the button of my dress pants. "Haven't spent as much time as I wanted taking you both apart. Blake's been on heat suppressants for a while and we've all been working to get this project done. There's been no urgency ." His purr rumbles through his chest, the hand on my neck moving into my hair before gripping and pulling back hard.

A gasp leaves my lips at the same time his hand slips into my pants and wraps around my cock. "Alpha," I breathe, staring into his hooded eyes.

"Yes, love?"

"Are we really doing this in the kitchen?"

"It's my house. Yes."

I snort. "And what if Luca comes walking in here?"

"Then he can watch."

A strangled sound tears from my throat as he strokes me, his lips attacking mine with a fervor that's been absent these past couple of weeks. It's as if Luca's presence has renewed some need for each other and I'm not complaining. I wrap my hands around his biceps, rocking my hips into his hand, letting him control my pleasure.

His tongue slips into my mouth as he dominates the kiss before he abruptly breaks it and jerks my head back farther to start down my neck. Pleasure thrums through me as his lips attach to his bite, the soft scruff of his beard tickling my skin. "Fucking hell, Luther. You're going to make me come in my pants."

"That's the idea, Gray." His chuckle is a deep, delicious sound that mixes with his purr, drawing me under a haze that is impossible to escape. Luther is taking what he wants, laughing against my neck when I shudder through my release, coating his hand and the inside of my pants.

"I really liked these pants."

"And you have more," Luther purrs as he pulls away and stares at his hand before moving his fingers to his mouth. He stares at me as he sucks them inside, licking them clean of my release. My cock twitches, nearly ready for another round before I realize why.

"Luca's about to go into heat, isn't he? Shit."

In a parallel universe, this would be a wonderful moment. Here, it could land Luther in jail. Attending to a mated Omega during a heat without their Alpha's permission is punishable by law. If it's the Alpha from college, I'm pretty damn sure he'll rip into Luther without another thought.

"He is and whatever he wants is what we'll do. I won't let him suffer, Gray. I can't do that."

"Even at the risk of jail time?"

There's no hesitation. "Yes."

"Then I'm on board. Let me go shower again because you made me bust in my pants like a horny teenager."

"You loved it," Luther grins, his eyes twinkling.

I did. Very much. I hope I get a replay when our Omegas are watching.

Our Omegas.

It's such a sweet thing to think about.