Chapter 31

Chapter Thirty-One

Maverick

B less's townhouse isn't small, but adding three new people is pushing the limits of how many of us can be crammed inside.

I missed the insanity last night, which is probably a good thing, because if I were Gunner, I'm not sure I would have stopped punching until Ranger's skull caved in.

Stacia comes down the hallway from checking on Brooklyn and Libby. They're sticking in the room Libby's been sleeping in because it's time to talk about how we're going to handle business.

Soren paces behind the couch as he texts someone.

I'm shocked he's even here.

If I were in the same situation as him, I don't think I could be pried away from Brooklyn.

Luckily, Keeley, his omega, has two other alphas in her pack to keep her company and help with the babies.

If it wasn't personal to them, I doubt Soren would be here right now, but Avan played dirty when he kidnapped Keeley.

We all have skin in this game.

"How is your omega?" Gunner asks from his spot next to me on the floor.

"She's fine," Soren snaps in his Russian accent. "I, however, need to get this handled swiftly. My instincts are riled, and they will be until I'm once again at her side."

"My family knows Dustin is missing. The fact his entire team disappeared with him makes it even more suspicious," Bless says, gesturing to Noble. "But it's something to keep them distracted."

"Do they have a date for the wedding?" Noble asks, ignoring the jab that was directed at him.

"It's been moved up to Friday evening." Bless swallows thickly. "They're scrambling. It's no longer being held at the church, and the guest list has been whittled down to close family only. With members from both families, I'm guessing less than thirty people."

"I have a face-to-face with Ivanov in two hours," Soren says. "That won't leave us much time to counter their changes. We have, what? A handful of days to come up with a plan if we intend to make the wedding our target."

"Where will the ceremony be held now?" Ranger asks, reminding me he's here.

"Avan's mansion," Bless mutters.

"We won't even need to defile a church." Noble chuckles.

Ranger rolls his pale blue eyes, glancing at my packmate. "Are you sure you'll be up for the physical challenge of breaching the Barrett mansion?"

Noble continues chuckling as he raises a hand, flipping off my boss. "You've got a black eye too."

Ranger scoffs.

"I'll speak with Ivanov and see if he can guarantee us an army." Soren pulls his phone from his pocket. "But that will be after I video chat with my girls. I'll be in the room I was given." He spins around, jogging toward the hallway that leads to the stairs.

"That's The Slow Death ?" Stacia asks, blinking slowly. "I'm not sure what I expected, but that…" She points to where Soren exited the room. "Wouldn't have been in my top fifty guesses."

"Don't let the domestication fool you," Locke says blandly. "I heard all about his antics growing up. It took a lot to force myself to share a vehicle with him on the ride up from North Carolina. Back to the plan—how the fuck am I supposed to pop into my little brother's wedding without being shot on sight?"

I laugh, shaking my head. "I actually know the answer to this one. How do you feel about masks?"

"Jesus Christ," Ranger mutters. "I'm going to call Laken. Let me know when someone obtains the plans for the Barrett property. I'd like to study them myself."

Everyone slowly trickles from the living room until it's just Gunner and me.

He shoves himself up a few minutes later.

"I'm going to change and take the dogs out. It's too hot to run, but with how we skipped this morning, they're probably itching to do something." Gunner shrugs and heads off, like I can't see right through him.

He's as bad as Haze.

When he's stressed, he runs and thinks through everything.

"Just watch your back," I call after him.

He swipes a hand in the air over his head to acknowledge my words.

Damn.

When did I turn into a mother hen?

"And don't wake Noble if he's napping," I heckle, just to be an extra spicy pain in the ass.

Apparently, I get antagonistic when I'm stressed. Which I wouldn't say is a new development, but still.

It's a huge relief to have people I trust around to back us up. Locke might be a relatively new addition to things, but he shares a bond with Ranger's omega. He also has his own vendetta with the family that betrayed him.

Soren is a wild card.

A vicious and unpredictable bastard, but he's got his own skin in this game.

After what Avan did to Soren's wife, I have no doubts about where his loyalty lies. He's also a scary motherfucker.

If I saw him coming for me?

I would probably piss myself and run the other way.

My head whips up as I realize Brooklyn stands in front of the chair I migrated to a while ago. "Hey, sweetheart. Is Libby asleep?"

She smiles and nods, climbing into my lap and facing me. Her soft skin brushes my cheeks as she runs her fingers through my thick facial hair. "How did it go?"

"You don't need to worry about anything." I nuzzle my cheek to hers.

"I think I'll feel better if I know the basics," she says, pecking a kiss at the edge of my lips.

"Ranger is unmatched when it comes to strategy. He's going to study the schematics and make a plan for how we'll all get in and who will do what." My fingers dig into the backs of her thighs as she wiggles around my lap.

"Schematics for what?" she asks.

"The wedding," I say mindlessly as she grinds over my thickening cock. "They'll be on high alert, but they'll also be distracted. It's not guaranteed that we'll go with that plan. Not until Soren determines if Ivanov is going to back us, but we need to act fast..."

"Before Avan and the rest of the family realize Dustin is dead?" she offers.

"Exactly," I agree. "He wanted you and Libby at the dress shop on Thursday evening. That's a weird-as-fuck time, anyway, but once you don't show…" Damn, I'm having a lot of trouble deciding how much information is too much to share. "He's going to know something is up, but he'll only have a day before we strike."

"Is it bad that I'm excited for you guys to kill him?" She nuzzles her nose to my throat and huffs. "I feel like I'm not supposed to admit that, but even seeing Bless after that dinner…" Her head shakes. "I'm just tired of them bullying everyone. Enough is enough."

"You're allowed to feel however you want." My fingers dance up the back of her thighs, caressing her ass cheeks. "I hardly have any room to talk. I killed Dustin."

Surprise fills the bond, and I frown.

I thought she knew that, but I guess she could be shocked that I admitted it aloud. Or she could be realizing how screwed up it is that I killed her kids' uncle.

That fuck face deserved it, though.

"I really appreciate you and Gunner going to save Noble." Her tits push against my chest as she moves to kiss me.

It's slow and tantalizing as she grinds over my lap. The kiss deepens the longer it goes on until my dick is literally throbbing in my jeans.

"Aww, shit," Gunner mutters while passing us. "I don't know if I want to go anymore."

Brooklyn laughs against my lips, but Haze growls and barks his displeasure.

"He'll punish you if you don't follow through now," I say, brushing my fingers over Brooklyn's lower lips.

"Dammit," Gunner grumbles. "I'm getting a fucking cat next time. Come on, assholes. I'm taking you both at once." The sound of his shoes stomping down the hallway fills the air.

Brooklyn snorts, and her entire face lights up as amusement pulses in the bond. "He's so surly sometimes."

"That he is," I muse, nipping at her neck.

My tongue flicks over her skin as her core grinds over my shaft.

It would be a whole lot hotter if the material of our clothing wasn't in the way.

The feeling in the bond quickly turns to reflect her interest, which has me wrapping my hand in her hair to tilt her head to the side.

She moans, and her fingers dig into my neck.

I love being able to sense her arousal. Having the bond to link us together truly is a gift.

"You're already so hard." Her pheromones flood the air, like she's trying to entice me into acting. I'm pretty sure that's not something she has control over, so I guess her body and mind are just in full agreement about her wanting me.

The feeling is mutual.

Keeping one forearm around her ass, I move my other hand to stabilize her back as I stand.

"Where are we going?" she asks, kissing the apple of my cheek.

"To somewhere with privacy. There are too damn many people in this house right now."

Noble sleeps silently on the bed in the room he's been in since we rescued him.

Brooklyn blinks up at me with her hazel eyes glassy. "I know he needs his rest."

I keep her wrapped around my front as I shove her back against the wall for support. Moving a hand up, I cover her mouth.

"I guess that means we need to keep this real quiet. Do you think you can do that, sweetheart?" I smirk.

She flicks her tongue over my palm, nodding wildly.

"Perfect," I purr.

Pulling her head to the side, I lick and suck her neck while my hand on her ass guides her to grind against the front of my jeans.

Our arms tangle as she works hers between us to undo my button and zipper. It takes her barely any time at all before my cock is in her hand.

I have to release her mouth to tug the front of her dress down, but when I do, I'm greeted by her heavy tits.

Keeping her in the air is easy, but the height difference is a pain in the ass to get my mouth down to suck and tug on her nipple.

Her fist works my cock against the front of her panties, and I groan when I realize I should have helped her out of them before getting to this point.

Her pregnancy panties aren't like regular underwear that can be ripped to shreds in two seconds flat. Also, she doesn't have access to a ton of clothes here, so it would be a dick move to destroy them.

I switch to the other tit, making sure to give it equal attention as my cock leaks all over the front of her panties. Popping off her tit, I fuck her hand and move to give her a playful kiss.

"Let's get those panties off you," I murmur, pecking her lips.

She nods, and I help her stand. Once she's upright on her own, I bend to pull the confining material off. She steps out of them, and I'm right here…

So, I lift the dress and twist my head to give her clit a little kiss too.

Fuck.

I'd love to stretch her out and devour her whole, but that would lead to waking Noble. I'm not really in the mood to share right now, and keeping things quiet feels extra dirty.

I give her clit a final swirl of my tongue and stand up, making sure to flick each nipple on the way up.

Her feet dance around as she tilts her head to look up at me. She's so fucking beautiful with her tits hanging out the top of her dress and her pink cheeks…

It short-circuits my brain.

I growl, giving her a quick and punishing kiss before spinning her around. She plants her hands on the wall, glancing back at me over her shoulder.

That's a challenging look if I've ever seen one. It might be her taunting me in the bond, but I tug her hips back, making sure her dress is pulled up and out of the way.

I gently knock her feet a little farther apart and jerk my cock against her pussy. Slamming my hips forward, I watch myself disappear inside her. It does my fucking head in.

Not just seeing her drip around me, or the unreal feeling of being inside her bare.

It's everything.

Even the mental pep talk she's giving herself about staying quiet.

Her walls milk my cock, like she's desperate to send me over the edge. Planting a hand on her hip, I curl around her. She's mostly upright, but at a slight angle, and I use my free hand to pull her hair away from her face.

She wiggles her hips as her need pulses in the bond.

"Are you trying to turn me into a fucking animal?" I growl against the shell of her ear. "You want to send me into rut until all I can think about is plowing you full of load after load of my cum?"

She bites her lip to stifle her moan, but it doesn't help. My hips slap against hers as every ounce of my restraint seems to dissolve.

When she shoves her ass back, my knot nearly slips inside her, but I really enjoy being able to thrust. It's an embarrassingly short amount of time later when my balls get tight.

I stretch my hand around to tease her clit.

The bond is incredible.

It feels a little like cheating, but when I'm this close to fucking her full of my cum, I need every advantage I can get.

Her inner walls start to convulse.

A few seconds later, she gushes slick as her entire body trembles. My cock swells as her euphoria floods the bond.

I don't have a hope of holding back. My hips stutter, but I fill her with shaky thrusts that have my knees wobbling.

I have no idea how packs get anything done. There really is nothing like the rebounding pleasure that fills the bond.