Romance Omega Style [Resistant Omegas 9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove)
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Resistant Omegas 9
Romance Omega Style
Almost two years ago Tristan was claimed by his inner circle… No one would have guessed that such an insignificant event would be the catalyst to change everything.
Worried about the consequences of Boston last month, the Omegas get together to come up with a plan B. Sounds like the perfect excuse for a romantic escape. They could all use a break, and since most of them have never had a vacation, they’re all looking forward to it.
And then they realize how silly that was. Nothing ever goes according to plan and their lives are always full of chaos. Why would their vacation be any different? With all the added outside pressure now and trying to juggle the feelings of four people in each mating, fights are breaking out. Will some of them return home no longer mated or will love win out? And what’s the big holiday surprise?
Note: This book is written in first-person point of view.
Genre: Alternative (M/M or F/F), Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Vampires/Werewolves
Length: 37,411 words
ROMANCE OMEGA STYLE
Resistant Omegas 9
Joyee Flynn
MENAGE AMOUR
MANLOVE
Siren Publishing, Inc.
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ROMANCE OMEGA STYLE
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ROMANCE OMEGA STYLE
Resistant Omegas 9
JOYEE FLYNN
Copyright © 2013
Chapter 1
Vencentio
“Let me get this straight. You bought a yacht and have no idea how to drive a boat?” I drawled as I stared at Brody like he was nuts.
“Well I definitely wasn’t going to buy a plane when I didn’t think any of us knew how to fly,” he growled. “Unless you’d like to swim to this place we need some transportation. Besides, I figured Bay, Levey, and Harkin would know how since they have boats at Medical Lake.”
“We have some power boats that can sit up to twenty for a few hours of fishing,” Bay groaned and rolled his eyes. “Not a four-level, over-two-hundred-foot yacht that’s going almost a thousand miles on the ocean.”
“Fine, I fucked up,” Brody shouted, his eyes filling with tears. “I was told to handle transportation. It’s not like I could call you guys and ask what you want to do for our secret getaway to check out a group of islands that Lord Ellys assures us is there but can’t be found on Google fucking Maps. I wasn’t even going to tell them the plan yet but Wes said we had to do it now. We even cut our plans short of giving other inner circles in Florida a vacation for this.”
He nodded to his inner circle and I cringed. Guess they hadn’t said I love you yet and he fully trusted them.
“Well, if you had I could have told you we wouldn’t need the Medical Lake crew,” Lief said easily as he stretched out his arms and cracked his neck. “You have a Marine for a man, sweet thang, and that’s a branch of the United States Navy. I can drive this bad boy and probably get hard from all the power.”
“You know, I was going to offer my services,” Carter Whelan bitched. “Had to open your mouth first.”
“He’s my Omega and of course I’m going to step right up and have his back.” Lief hugged Brody and pretended to dust off his backside. “Yup, back all clean now. So everyone coming aboard or what?”
“I still get to drive. I’m an Alpha,” Carter answered as he grabbed our bags.
“But you’re not my Alpha,” Lief chuckled.
“Guys, it’s like a thousand-mile trip. I’m sure there’s time for both of you to drive and teach a few of us how to use the yacht in case something happens and you’re not the first escape group,” I said as we all climbed up the plank onto the yacht. “And who was in charge of food?”
“I was and I might have gone a little overboard,” Brody mumbled. “I was nervous if we couldn’t find the island that we’d starve on the trip back. I got some fishing equipment too, thinking if nothing else we could fish.”
“Hey, there’s no going overboard with a bunch of werewolves when it comes to food,” Tristan chuckled. “Asher’s chef this trip, right? Okay, so check over what Brody got, see if you need anything else. We’ve got a week on the island and we don’t know if there’s going to be food there.”
“Shit, I didn’t know that,” Brody groaned, shaking his head.
“We didn’t either,” Tristan said easily, shrugging his massive shoulders. “We realized it on the flight to Miami that there might not be provisions when we got there so we should plan for it.”
“Yo
u did good, Brody,” I whispered as I pulled him off to the side. “This is amazing and you’re sharing with the rest of us. We just showed up and you’ve done all this planning. There’s no instruction manual to being an Omega or planning for the worst-case scenario. Be proud you thought so big because most people tend to underplan.”
“Thanks, Vencentio. That’s really nice of you to say.” He gave me a real smile and I returned it, feeling good that I eased what he’d been feeling.
“I think you did great, darling,” Jaxon said as he came up to us. “This boat is a thing of beauty and probably cost you a lot of that pirate treasure.”
“It didn’t actually. I made a deal with the Italian government with the help of Meredith the vampire to return those items to the Vatican. They said they couldn’t technically pay me for stolen property but they had thousands of items that they’d confiscated from criminals that they could gift me for my honesty and generosity in returning what wasn’t mine. They sent me a list, told me to pick whatever I wanted, and I went with the yacht and several other items.”
“Look at you, haggling with the Italian government. Be proud, Brody, because that’s awesome, man,” I chuckled, slapping him on the shoulder. “Totally awesome. What else did you get?”
“A few Jet Skis, a few WaveRunners, though I’m not sure what the difference is, two dozen sets of scuba gear, and several other items that they were all too happy to part with to get the Vatican artifacts back,” he answered with a smile. “I think I made a good deal. They were very excited when they met me this morning and handed me the keys to the boat, all the legal documents, and threw in a few cases of real Italian wine and bubbly. The man kept kissing my cheeks.”
“Yeah, and here he told us nothing about this and said he wanted to do some shopping in the hotel lobby while we were all half asleep still,” Jaxon half growled. “You’re lucky you’re okay or I would have been really pissed.”
“Sorry about that. I think I’m ready to be more open once we see the island and have a plan for what comes next if we need it,” Brody said quietly and I understood what he was saying. He loved them and he wanted to trust them more.
“I’m going to go stow my stuff,” I mumbled before quickly making myself scarce. They were talking about private stuff and they didn’t need someone they barely knew to be hearing that. I mean, I liked them, but we’d just met in person so it was a new relationship. I found Marlow bringing more bags on board and smiled. He was always the first to offer his help no matter how small or menial the job. “Found our room?”
“Yeah,” he answered, giving me a wink. “It’s small but swank. I think Brody did well. We’ve all got our own rooms on this monster so even if the island doesn’t work out we really could just live on this yacht if shit ever went down with the Council again. We could hop from island to island or cross the ocean if we wanted to.”
“That’s cool. Yeah, I think he’s being too hard on himself,” I agreed. “I think I help set his nerves at ease. You won’t believe how he got the boat.” He raised an eyebrow at me as he led us to our room and I filled him in.
“And he’s only twenty-one? Yeah, I’d be proud as hell to make a deal like that with another government even at my age. To make it at his after what he’s been through is just, wow.”
“A little awestruck by the hot Omega?” I drawled, smacking his ass as he set down the bags in our room. “There’s only one little blond you better be sniffing after, Marlow Gardner. It’s bad enough Carter’s been with another Omega on this ship already.” Marlow ignored that, knowing it was a sore subject for me that Carter was seeing Sampson again.
“Really? I wonder who that would be?” he asked with a feral smile. It was a small room so he didn’t have to go far to move me into his arms. I chuckled as he buried his face in my neck and started sniffing me. “Hmmm, smells like the man I love. You must be the blond I can have.”
“You can have me as soon as we cast off,” I purred as I teased my fingers under the waist of his jeans. “Lief and Carter are going to have to switch off driving. I think we should make sure there’s nothing we can help with that he might need. Plus, we don’t know how long until we’re shipping off.”
“Good call. Keep this hot for me,” he mumbled as he moved his hands over my ass. I fought back a flinch. Brody wasn’t the only one who had snuck off that morning and the tats I’d gotten were still very, very tender. But hopefully well worth it. “Let’s go see if our mate needs help.”
“Always.” I smiled as I slipped my hand into his as we headed out to search for our mates.
* * * *
Carson
“This isn’t anywhere near enough food,” Asher grumbled quietly. “Shit. Brody’s going to blame himself.”
“No he won’t,” I said quietly as I rubbed the man’s shoulder. “We don’t know what will be at the island and we couldn’t have planned for that. Plus, Brody thought it was only three or four of our inner circles. We have eight, plus three more Omegas, and two handfuls of guards. I’m shocked we all fit on the damn boat. So it really is a good thing he got such a massive yacht. Make me a list of what you need or even just hints, like more bread, more meat, or such and we’ll get it done.”
“I need more frozen basics,” he answered as he started furiously writing on a notepad. “Brody got everything fresh and that’s great but for storage purposes we have the fridge and coolers full but we have huge frozen stores down in the hold for fish and whatnot that’s empty. I know we’re going fishing during the trip and Brody got shrimp and lobster traps for the island but we don’t know if there’s really going to be any there.”
“Good deal. I’ll see it done,” I assured him. “Load up what you’ve got and we’ll bring a shitload of frozen everything and basics wrapped so they can be frozen.”
“We have a plan.” He shot me a smile as he handed me his quickly written-out list. I headed back up to the main deck to find my men and whoever else could help.
“What’s the word on food?” Tristan asked me.
“We need more of everything. Mostly what we could freeze.” I saw Brody standing close so I made sure to add on more to my answer. “We added more people than we had planned for. Brody did great with everything he got, filling up all the cold storage, but it’s not going to be enough with the extra people. Asher says we have tons of freezer space in the hold used for fish the boat could bring back and we need to fill it.”
Brody smiled shyly as he walked past us, not wanting to intrude or let on that he’d been listening. Tristan gave me a wink when he was gone.
“Nicely done. He was so worried about all of this as if it’s all his fault if it goes wrong because the idea was his.”
“He’s young,” I chuckled, shaking my head. “But then again, so are you so you know exactly what it feels like to start something you don’t feel old enough for and worry that you’re going to fail everyone.”
“Pot, this is kettle, you’re black,” Tristan drawled. “You’re a whole year older than me, old man.”
“Exactly why I speak from experience. I’m going to get a posse together and do some major grocery shopping while you handle things here.”
“Okay. Lief says we should get out of here long before the tide starts coming in. Apparently Brody got a badass yacht that’s like one of the fastest in the world. I wonder what criminal bought it before the Italian government seized it.”
“And if the plan was to outrun them,” I chuckled. “How fast we talking?”
“Lief said like a hundred knots which is like over a hundred and fifteen miles per hour. So we’re looking at just under a nine-hour ride to the island. He’s checking calculations on gas so if we end up needing more, we’ll handle that.”
“Cool. You get the prep and I got the food.” We bumped fists like idiots who were best friends and loved to goof around before we broke up. I walked out where some were still loading up gear and bags while others were kind of in a holding pattern. “We need to make a
massive food run so I want at least three inner circles on this so we can hurry and cast off. I volunteer mine, who else?”
“So sweet of you, baby,” Declan chuckled.
“I said I would handle this and there’s no way you guys would let me roam Miami without you,” I drawled. “I just skipped the middle part.”
“Good deal. I’m starving,” Ian said.
“Surprise, surprise,” I snickered. My mate could eat his weight in food a day and still be hungry. Where he put it all was beyond me.
“If we get clams and supplies, I know how to do a real clam bake,” he offered.
“If we can find frozen, sure, but we’re on frozen-food and food-to-be-frozen duty,” I informed him as Edric volunteered his inner circle and so did Lennox. “Then let’s do this.”
Ten minutes later we were at one of my favorite places to shop… Costco. Everything and anything in bulk with lots of samples. Good times to always have by all.
“We’re not getting a cake, Rowan,” Edric growled at his mate. “Freezer stuff only.”
“We can freeze a cake,” Rowan defended.
“Go for it. I love their cake,” I chuckled. “We’re going to need dessert too.”
“Fine, I’ll apologize for not thinking you were right as always later,” Edric drawled when Rowan stuck his tongue out at the Omega.
“Glad to see my mates aren’t the only goofballs in the group,” I chuckled as mine were talking to the butcher.
“So normally we’d have to order the whole pig but you had someone bail on you and we can buy this one?” Ian asked, looking as if he was going to drool on the thing. “Can we freeze it for a few days before cooking it?” I laughed when the man nodded and Ian pumped his fist in the air. “We’re so in then!” He saw me staring at him and smiled. “Babe, I got us a whole pig.”