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“Come get me, alpha,” their omega giggles, and Finn follows the sound like the siren’s call it is.

Holy shit,Finn looks wild—hot—hair sticking up in all directions and his formidable erection leading the way.

Whimpering, Leo lets Nix push him onto his back just as Finn leaps into the van. “Come on, Leo, pants off. I missed you.”

Falling on Nix’s back, Finn slides his cock home the moment Nix frees Leo’s hardness to the warm air of the van. “My omega.”

He, Nix, and Leo moan in unison.

Gideon’s cock is rock hard and throbbing in time with his heart. He’s wondering how long the van can stay parked in the lot behind this human hotel before some concerned person calls the cops.

It’s Luca’s waving a hand in front of his nose, that finally distracts him from the magnificent sight of Finn fucking Nix while their omega opens Leo up with his tongue.

“Sugar, you have to drive. Jay is dealing with Rowan. Fucking chase set him off. He had to use the tranq on him.”

The side door opens again as Jay jogs toward the van with the unconsciousRowan flopped over his shoulder.

With one last look, Gideon breathes in through his mouth to avoid the rut pheromones quickly filling the van.

“You have to get the A/C on, or we’re going to fry in here,” Grayson begs.

At least they’d all die happy.

But Gideon starts the van as Jay effortlessly climbs in and rolls the unconscious Rowan into one of the captain’s chairs.

Shooing him away, Luca does up Rowan’s seatbelt before sitting in the seat beside him, fingertips on the pulse in his wrist.

“Let’s go, before he changes his mind,” Grayson mutters from his stance near the bed in the back to help hold his mates down or in the bed in case of a sudden stop.

“Gid, focus. Let’s go, love,” Jay says, dropping into the passenger seat.

“Okay, okay.” The Mercedes starts up, almost silently. “Where to?”

“Myakka State Park. That went smoother than I thought. Nix is a fucking genius.”

Gideon makes a left on Wyndham, away from the coast and the freeway.

“Smooth? Rowan is out cold.”

“Yeah, but I asked him to cooperate first.”

Light and Dark (Leo)

The van hits a bump, and Leo tips toward the edge of the narrow bed. There’s the jarring sensation like he might fall, before he feels a hand on his ass, holding him until the van rights itself on the off-ramp.

With a last squeeze, the hand disappears with a familiar, soothing glide.

Grayson.

“Hey, Gray,” he whispers, sliding one leg off the bed and landing a bare foot on the cool floor.

He receives a grunt in return, and when Leo’s eyes adjust to the dimly lit space, he sees his alpha sitting on the floor between the neighboring captain’s chairs.

“You okay down there?”

He barely sees the nod before a basil-scented T-shirt and yet another pair of Gideon’s sweats are tossed up and over his head with unerring accuracy.

“Watch the face. This is my money-maker,” he jokes, just to hear Grayson snort.