Breaking the Bonds
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“You smell wonderful and look delicious,” Mark said into Jaime’s ear, hardening when he felt the omega shiver against him.
Jaime smiled. “You make me sound like dinner.”
Mark winked, feeling brave. “Dessert, maybe.” He glanced at the steaks ready to grill. “Hungry?”
“Starved.”
“I parboiled the potatoes, so they’ll cook faster. Now you’re here, I’ll put the steaks on. Want to pour us some wine?”
“Sure.” Jaime stepped back inside and returned a moment later with two glasses of red wine.
Mark took a sip of his before setting it on the wooden railing of the deck.
“Wow, a hot tub,” Jaime said.
“Thought it might be nice to sit in after dark.” The steaks sizzled as he set them on the hot grill using a pair of tongs.
Jaime stepped closer, so his front pressed against Mark’s back. “Sounds nice,” the omega said into Mark’s ear, and Mark had to concentrate hard on what he was doing, or he might burn the steaks.
The sun was dipping low in the sky spreading orange and pink bands over the horizon by the time the two men finished their dinner.
“That was delicious,” Jaime said, pushing his plate away and picking up his wine glass.
“Glad you liked it.” Mark sat back, watching the other man as he sipped his wine. Jaime wore a light blue shirt, the sleeves rolled up to just above the elbow, revealing tanned forearms, and the neck unbuttoned enough that Mark could see a little chest hair.
“I don’t have my swimsuit,” Jaime said, referring to the hot tub.
“I won’t wear one either, then.” Mark couldn’t believe he was flirting just as easily with Jaime as he would a woman. No awkwardness at all, and his nerves had calmed considerably since Jaime’s arrival.
That is, until the omega stood and cocked a brow. “I’m ready when you are.”
When Mark took a deep breath and stood, too, he almost swallowed his tongue when Jaime began to undress, first removing his shirt, then his khaki slacks. By the time he peeled off the hot pink briefs, Mark was still standing by the table gaping. He watched Jaime saunter over to the hot tub. Jaime had the best ass on him Mark had ever seen—curvy and full. When Mark realized he very well might sink inside it that night, his burgeoning erection became rock hard.
“Coming?” Jaime asked as he sank into the steaming water.
Mark quickly pulled his gray T-shirt over his head and unsnapped his jeans. By the time he straightened from removing his pants, his cock stood out long and straight from his body.
“Fenrir’s pups, look at that,” Jaime said, voice husky.
Emboldened, Mark strode over and climbed the two-step stool and into the tub. He wasted no time gliding over to Jaime in the water, and their mouths came together in a scorching kiss. Mark’s cock rubbed along Jaime’s leg, and when it encountered Jaime’s engorged length, Mark moaned into the omega’s mouth.
Jaime’s arms came around Mark and squeezed Mark’s ass as he licked and sucked at the human’s lips.
For a moment, Mark really thought he was going to embarrass himself by coming and had to close his eyes and take a deep breath to calm himself.
“Nervous?” Jaime asked.
Mark opened his eyes. “A little. I’ve never been with a man before.”
Jaime’s eyes grew wide. “What?”
Mark smiled and tracked Jaime’s mouth with the tip of his index finger. “Never been attracted to one before you.” He looked deeply into Jaime’s eyes, which appeared almost black in the darkness. Only the porch light across the deck lent any illumination to the scene. “Never been attracted to anyone the way I am to you.”
The surprise in Jaime’s eyes melted into softness, and he leaned in and kissed Mark again, more sweetly this time. “Well, I think you’ll find you’re in for a treat.” He pushed Mark back against the seat opposite and straddled him.
Mark cried out as their cocks brushed together again and then Jaime delved inside Mark’s mouth, sweeping his tongue all around. The silky feel of the water around them added to the sensuality of the moment. Mark ran his hands over Jaime’s lean, muscular back before settling his fingers in the omega’s thick auburn hair.
“I thought omegas weren’t dominant in bed,” Mark said on a gasp when Jaime stopped the kiss long enough for them to catch their breath.
“False information,” Jaime murmured before attacking Mark’s mouth again.
When their kissing became so heated Mark was rutting against Jaime’s abdomen, he broke away and leaned his head against the edge of the tub, staring up into the endless heavens.
“You’re killing me,” he said, voice hoarse and needy. “I want you so much.”
Jaime reached between them and took hold of Mark’s erection. Their eyes met as Jaime positioned himself over the tip of Mark’s cock.
“Then have me,” he said before sinking down onto Mark’s cock, body drawing the shaft inside deliciously slick walls that clung like the tightest sucking mouth.
“Oh, fu-ck…” Mark groaned, grabbing onto Jaime’s waist while thrusting upward at the same time. Jaime let out a cry that aroused Mark even more. He began thrusting up into the snug wetness, hardly able to believe how good it felt. He latched onto one of Jaime’s dark nipples with his lips and then his teeth, nibbling at it, loving the way the omega squirmed and gasped on Mark’s cock when he did.
The experience was definitely different from what he was used to, but not in a bad way. He licked and sucked on the little nubbin, eliciting more and more frantic cries from Jaime, who had his hands tangle din Mark’s hair. Mark continued thrusting and turned his attention to the other nipple.
“Mark, Gods, oh…your cock. Yes, fuck me harder.”
Hot desire shot up Mark’s spine, and he surged forward, pinning Jaime to the other side of the tub and began thrusting into the omega as hard as he could. Water splashed out the sides of the hot tub, and a few townhouses down, Mark heard a door slide open. He knew it was too dark for anyone to see them, but the added thought that someone was close by had him even harder.
Jaime bit back his moans, eyes rolling back in his head. Soon, Mark grew frustrated by the way the water slowed up his movements.
“Let’s take this indoors,” he whispered as he stilled over Jaime.
Jaime nodded, and reluctantly, Mark pulled out of the tight heat.
Grabbing the towels Mark had left out, they scampered hand in hand through the cool living room and into Mark’s bedroom.
Mark was glad for his queen-sized bed when they fell upon it, a tangle of limbs.
“Get back inside me,” Jaime ordered, and Mark had no problem with that. The viscous omega slick made entry easy, even though Mark was on the big side. He supposed an alpha would be even bigger and experienced a moment of jealousy at the thought that had him fucking Jaime hard and fast. Jaime held onto Mark’s back, and when Mark grew tired, he sank into the omega and kissed him.
“I can feel your cock twitching inside me,” Jaime said against Mark’s lips.
“Mmhm.” Mark gave a small thrust that made the omega gasp.
“Feels so good,” Jaime said.
Mark couldn’t believe he’d lasted so long. His balls felt full and sent sparks of pleasure through him every time they hit Jaime’s ass.
“You’re so tight and wet,” he said, panting into the omega’s shoulder. Fuck, no wonder people went crazy at the thought of omegas. And Jaime smelled so damn good; that had to be part of it. Mark’s senses were overloaded. Every touch set him afire with need.
“Not going to last much longer,” Mark said. He was afraid, not being human, he wouldn’t be able to please the omega, even though Jaime wasn’t in heat. He bent his head and licked and sucked up Jaime’s neck, leaving Marks on the freckled skin. Jaime’s breathing sped up. Mark began pounding in with long thrusts and twists of his hips. Jaime yelled his name. The squeaking of the bed became frantic. Mark was going to come. He was going to fucking
explode inside Jaime.
The omega wound his legs around Mark, arched his back, and yelled, body jerking through and orgasm that tightened his walls around Mark’s aching cock, sending the human spiraling upward and blasting apart.
“Oh, my God,” Mark murmured into Jaime’s shoulder long moments later when the darkness cleared from his vision.
“I know, right?” Jaime kissed Mark’s cheek and then bit the human’s ear. “You are a god in bed.”
Mark chuckled, raising up on his elbows to look down at the other man. “Thanks for saying that.”
“I meant it,” Jaime said. “I haven’t had a lot of experience, but that was really something.
Mark wasn’t naive enough to think Jaime was a virgin. “Have you only slept with humans?” he asked.
Jaime stroked Mark’s face. “No. I’ve slept with a couple alphas and one beta. And before you ask, no, I didn’t find them to be any better than humans. Definitely not as good as you.”
Mark frowned. “But what about the knot? That has to…add something to the experience.”
“Sure, it’s great, but like with anybody else, who you’re with matters the most. There has to be a connection there, and the level of caring a bed partner gives can make all the difference. I’d rather sleep with a human who wants to give me pleasure than a selfish alpha with a huge knot to slam my prostate.” He cocked his head to the side, a motion Mark found adorable. “How was your first time with a man? And a werewolf?” he added.
Mark’s grin almost hurt, it was so big. “Great. Makes me wish I had the stamina for another go.” Gently, he eased out of Jaime’s body and glanced down at his drooping cock. “Look, it’s exhausted.”
Jaime’s abdomen and chest were covered in splatters of come, and without thinking, Mark bent his head and licked some up. He’d tasted his own cum before and was surprised to find Jaime’s sweeter. He continued licking long stripe up Jaime’s muscular torso until the omega was clean.
“Gods, that was hot,” Jaime said. “Kiss me.”
Mark did, loving how Jaime sought out his own taste from Mark’s tongue.
When Mark collapsed to the bed, Jaime curled up under his arm.
“I’m glad this is happening,” Jaime murmured before sinking into sleep.
Mark kissed the top of Jaime’s head. “Me, too.” His cell phone buzzed, and he moved to check it.
“A text from Angela,” he told Jaime. “They’ve found the dart and are sending it to be analyzed.”
When Mark turned back to his lover, Jaime’s eyes were wide. “That’s proof…that the human faction is really messing with us.”
Settling his head on the pillow, he smiled. “Seems so.”
“Part of me didn’t want it to be true, but another part is glad. Now they can work on an antidote.” He traced his fingers over Mark’s face. “It’s almost over.”
Mark clasped Jaime’s hand and kissed his fingers.
“From your lips to God’s ears.”
Chapter 16: Jax
Jax stood in the small, musty, darkened room across from Agent Kumar and Agent Oaks. Kumar was a tawny-skinned man of average height with large, chocolate-colored eyes and a quiet demeanor, while his partner was a bearded, red-headed giant with a booming voice. Jax’s meeting with them had been orchestrated to happen in the back room off a service station bathroom, where Jax stopped for gas on his way home from a restaurant with Blake, per Mark’s instructions.
“Agent Den is in,” Kumar said quietly. “He’s been initiated by Vik Carver, the piece of shit who runs the Oasis, himself.”
“That was fast,” Jax said.
“It’s been in the works longer than you think. He’s been on the dark web a long time dealing with the underbelly of sex trafficking, so it wasn’t that difficult for him to show an interest in the omegas.”
“What’s the plan?” Jax asked.
“We need you to get Agent Den into a scene with Senator Parker, so we can get film. The more perverted the better. You got any idea what the guy likes?”
Unfortunately, Jax knew precisely what his husband’s father liked, and all of it made his stomach turn.
“He gets off on dominance and humiliation,” he told the agents. “He also gets off on being watched, but I don’t know about having a stranger present.”
“What about you? Would he let you watch? We gotta have video feed.”
Parker had never hidden that he wanted in Jax’s pants, and Jax felt sure the senator would get off on him watching.
“How would I do it?” he asked.
“The camera’s so small, it can be hidden on your clothes. You’d just turn it on and make sure you’re facing the action and not obstructing sound.”
This could be over soon, Jax thought. “Okay. I’ll do it.”
“Great. Agent Den will be nearby with an exit clear in case things go wrong. We’ll get that camera to you soon.”
Jax left the room first, closing the door and grabbing a paper towel from the dispenser before walking out.
“Finally. What took you so long?” Blake turned from where he’d been perusing the magazine rack.
Jax shrugged. “Shrimp disagreed with me.”
They exited the station. When a woman walking past gave Jax the once over, Blake sneered at her. “Back off, bitch, he’s mine.”
The two men climbed into the black convertible Jaguar.
“I hate it when you do that,” Blake said when he’d pulled out into traffic.
“Do what?” Jax asked, wondering if Blake could be suspicious.
Blake raised his voice to be heard over the wind. “Act like I’m some kind of jerk for defending what’s mine. I saw you give that woman an apologetic look. She’s the one who was in the wrong, you know, looking at my man like she wanted to fall to her knees in front of you and take your dick out right there on the sidewalk.” He glanced at Jax, eyes hidden behind dark Ray-bans and dark hair blowing into his face. “I know you’re bi. You miss the pussy?”
“What? No. Just because I find women attractive doesn’t mean I have to be with one.”
Blake shook his head. “You spent years with those animals. How the hell did you live out on their compound with them?”
Jax bit the inside of his jaw reminding himself he had to keep his cover no matter how angry Blake made him.
“Haven’t we discussed this before? I was going through a phase, angry at my parents, and all that. I liked being away from the city. When the pack came here, I just kind of snapped out of it.”
“You were pretty tight with that blond. Weren’t you in a ménage?”
“Yes,” Jax said, leaning his head back and closing his eyes, thoughts going to Brooks and David.
“Bet that was hot. You let that blond guy put his knot in you?”
Jax’s eyes snapped open. “Can we not talk about this, please? I’ve left all that behind me.”
Blake grinned. “Sounds like you did. Maybe we can recreate that with the big, black butt plug I bought when we get home.”
Jax groaned, managing to make it sound turned on rather than annoyed. It was going to be a long night.
* * * *
For the next three weeks, Jax stayed close to Blake, playing the devoted husband. He didn’t want a chance of suspicion to ruin the planned operation. He routinely bought a newspaper outside their building, and one morning a week after he’d spoken to the two FBI agents at the service station, he was surprised when the woman at the kiosk squeezed his hand and passed a small plastic bag to him along with the newspaper. When Jax found a private place to examine it, he found it was a tiny video camera that could be attached to a button on a shirt along with a note with instructions. He memorized the note, destroyed it, and tucked away the camera for safekeeping until he would need it.
For the next two weeks, Jax listened carefully whenever he was close to Senator Parker, fearing the influential man might be suspicious, as Parker hadn’t invited Blake and Jax to the Omega Oasis in a while.
David had urged Jax to make love to Brooks that night, and fuck, Jax had wanted to. But he wasn’t the same man he’d been when he’d left the plantation and the werewolves behind. He was tainted, and in no way did he want to stain the two men he loved more than anyone with his poisoned touch.
Jax and Blake frequently had breakfast with Senator Parker in the man’s penthouse. Located in a building in the middle of the city, it overlooked miles of industry and Jax guessed gave the senator a feeling of power every time the man looked out the large glass windows of his living room.
When Jax and Blake arrived on a Thursday morning, the building’s food service was finishing setting up the table. The senator seemed to vibrate with energy, and Jax wondered why.
“Good morning, Father,” Blake greeted the older man.
“Joe.” Jax nodded to the senator as he took his seat at the table. Outside the window, a layer of smog coated Cascade City. Jax wondered what the pack was doing—if David and Brooks still lingered in bed, warm bodies wrapped around one another, or if Jarrod-Grant had gotten them up by this time. Was the boy an early riser, or did he sleep in? Why hadn’t Jax thought to ask? He wanted to know everything about the child, which surprised him, as the boy wasn’t biologically his.
When the servers quietly slipped out of the suite, the senator picked up his cup of coffee and sat back in the chair. After giving Jax the usual once-over that made him feel he didn’t have a stitch on, the man smiled.