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Vince watched the news every day, looking for word about the missing leader of a renowned hunter’s group. He had no reason to, of course.
After the rescue a month ago, Korey reassured him nothing like that was ever going to happen again. Vince believed him because his Alpha and his men had taken the hunters down without problem—that was saying something.
Part of him still mourned his father’s death, but there was no avoiding it. Even after four weeks since the attempted kidnapping he still couldn’t understand what would drive his father to use his son to save his skin.
Using the remote, he turned off the TV. Vince was settled comfortably on the couch, in the penthouse suite of Korey’s Los Angeles home. They always moved from one place to the next, but Vince didn’t mind. Stefan told him the excitement would wear off, but not for him. Being around Korey the band and their mates—that was home.
Vince had unknowingly found the second family he never knew existed. He still kept in close touch with Sally and Reed, who settled down in San Francisco. It was only one flight to see his friends again. Vince started taking online courses during the day, while helping out the managerial and administrative aspects of Korey’s business, just like Stefan and Bo.
He liked the work and realized he could get used to being a mate to a rock star Alpha. The elevator doors leading to the suite opened. Vince had a smile waiting for his mate.
“How was the interview?” Vince asked. Korey automatically joined him on the couch.
“Horrible. I fucked things up.
Vince got off the couch to straddle Korey’s lap. The Alpha instantly wrapped a hand around his waist to keep him from falling. Vince leaned forward for a kiss, which Korey did too. The kiss quickly turned savage, hungry.
Vince pulled away first. “What can I do to make it better, baby?”
Korey grinned. “Seeing you at the end of the day is enough.”
“You don’t want to fuck me senseless while still, you have the time?” Vince innocently asked.
A growl came from Korey. “Don’t tease me, little Omega.” The Alpha paused, considering his words carefully. “What do you mean by that?”
Korey grabbed his wandering hands. Damn it. Vince wasn’t done tracing Korey’s yummy muscles. “Vince, are you sick?”
“The opposite. Bo accompanied me to the shifter clinic today.”
Korey’s eyes lit with surprise, then pleasure. “You mean—”
“That’s right. We’re having a baby.”
Korey grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him slow and tender this time. “Fuck yeah,” the Alpha said after.
“You’re not mad?” Vince asked tentatively.
“Why would I be? We’re having pups. Wait until I tell Mick and Steel. They’re jealous because I have an Omega mate.”
“You do like to show me off.”
“Why shouldn’t I? You’re fucking amazing.”
Vince still wasn’t used to the compliments. He eyed his mate’s erection. “Well, Alpha? Are you going to take me, or not? Should we have dinner first?”
Korey chuckled. “Demanding little Omega. How can I refuse?”
“How do you want me?” Vince asked.
“Deep. Get on fours.” They rose to their feet and quickly dispensed each other of their clothes. Within seconds, both of them were naked. God, but Vince could never get enough of the lust in his mate’s eyes.
The Alpha helped him get into position on the floor. Vince spread his thighs apart, moaning when Korey reached for his thickening dick and squeezed it. Positioning himself, Korey put a finger in him. Vince was already wet and ready for the Alpha. He always was. Korey added a second and Vince moaned.
“Please, Alpha. I need you now.”
Korey gripped his hips and entered him in one swift thrust. Vince was so slick, Korey didn’t meet any resistance. The Alpha began fucking him hard and rough, just like he wanted it. Curling his fingers around Vince’s dick, he began to move his hand up and down. Korey’s next thrust sent him gasping, back arching. The Alpha went for his sweet spot repeatedly, triggering his orgasm.
With a cry, Vince came. Korey wasn’t far behind. A couple of thrusts inside him and the Alpha exploded, filling him with cum. They lay against each other for a couple of seconds, not speaking and completely sated.
He could hear Korey’s footsteps disappearing. Seconds later, Korey reappeared with a washcloth and helped clean both of them up.
“That was amazing,” Vince told Korey, reaching for his clothes. “You’ll like dinner. I made your favorite—honey-glazed ribs along with my special coleslaw.”
Korey did the same, but there was a familiar twinkle in the rock star Alpha’s eyes he knew so well.
“Sounds fucking delicious, but don’t fill yourself too much, pet. Save some room for dessert.”
He grinned. Vince had a feeling dessert was him. Well, he didn’t mind. He couldn’t wait to be ravished again by his very own rock star Alpha.
The End