Page 13 of Mating Mia (The Alphas’ Perfect Prey #2)

“I’m down for whatever Mia wants to do," Jace announces, appearing in the doorway with a yawn. His hair is wild, his eyes still heavy with sleep. "What are we talking about?"

"A trip to Kentucky," Finn says dryly.

"Cool," Jace says with his trademark easy grin. "I've never been to Kentucky. They have good chicken, right?"

Despite everything, I find myself smiling at his irreverence. But as quickly as it came, the smile fades as doubt creeps in. Am I making a mistake? My adoptive parents will be furious at the intrusion, especially if they realize what I’m looking for.

"Maybe this is a bad idea," I murmur, suddenly uncertain. "Maybe we should just?—"

"No," Kane says firmly, tilting my chin up to meet his gaze. "If you think there’s a chance these papers could help your father, then we’re going to get them. Your family is our family, little omega. Your father, your mother—they’re pack now. We watch out for each other.”

The simple declaration brings fresh tears to my eyes, but these are tears of gratitude, of love for this alpha who can be so fierce and so tender in the same breath.

"Thank you," I whisper, rising on tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips.

Two weeks later, the van’s air conditioner is blasting cold air against my flushed skin, but it does little to alleviate my discomfort.

I shift restlessly in the back seat, my growing belly making it impossible to find a comfortable position, no matter how I sit. I’m starting to think this whole road trip idea is a massive mistake. My body isn’t ready for hours of sitting, especially not now with the baby growing more each day.

"Uncomfortable, baby?" Jace asks from across the van, his blue eyes watching me from the opposite row of seats that face mine. The vehicle is spacious, with two rows of chairs facing each other behind the driver’s seat, more like a luxury transport than a typical van.

"My back is killing me," I admit, stretching my legs out toward him in silent request. Without hesitation, he takes my right foot in his hands and begins massaging it, his strong fingers finding pressure points I didn’t even know existed.

"Better?" he asks with a wink, his thumb pressing into my arch in a way that makes me groan.

“God, yes,” I murmur, letting my head fall back against the seat. “Don’t stop.”

Kane, seated beside me, chuckles at my reaction. His large hand comes to rest possessively on my thigh, the heat of his palm burning through the thin fabric of my sundress. “Careful what you beg for, little omega. You know how we feel about those words.”

I blush, remembering exactly how those same words sounded last night when I was sandwiched between Kane and Finn in our motel room, begging for relief that they were all too happy to provide. My heat may be over, but my alphas' appetites are insatiable as ever.

At the front of the van, Finn drives with silent focus, his green eyes occasionally flicking to the rearview mirror to check on us. He’s been the calmest about this trip, though I know he’s constantly scanning for threats, especially as we get closer to our destination.

It’s been two weeks since I suggested the plan to visit my adoptive family and search for clues in my adoption papers. Two weeks of planning, preparing, and driving across the country toward Kentucky. We’re only a few hours away now, and my nerves are starting to fray at the edges.

What if this is all for nothing? What if they've destroyed the papers?

My phone rings, interrupting my spiraling thoughts.

Alice’s name flashes on the screen, and I feel a pang of guilt. I’ve been dodging her calls more often than not lately, making excuses about why I’m never around the coffee shop anymore. It’s becoming increasingly difficult to maintain even this one normal friendship from my past life.

"Hey, Alice," I answer, trying to sound casual despite Jace’s fingers now working their way up my calf in a massage that’s quickly becoming less therapeutic and making me hot.

"Mia! Finally! I was starting to think you were ghosting me." Alice’s cheerful voice fills my ear.

I laugh nervously, gently trying to extract my leg from Jace’s grip. He responds by grabbing my other foot and continuing his massage. “I’m actually on a road trip right now. Needed to get away for a bit, you know?”

"A road trip? Since when do you take road trips? And with who?" Her curiosity is palpable, and I struggle to come up with a plausible lie.

Before I can answer, Kane’s large hands grip my waist, lifting me effortlessly onto his lap.

I barely stifle a gasp as I feel the hard ridge of his erection pressing against my ass through his jeans.

His breath is hot against my neck as he adjusts me, positioning me so I’m straddling him backward, facing Jace while Kane has full access to my back and neck.

"Uh, just some friends," I manage, my voice higher than usual as Kane’s hands slide up my ribs to cup my breasts. They’re more sensitive now with the pregnancy, and I have to bite my lip to keep from moaning when his thumbs brush over my nipples.

"Friends? You never mentioned friends who take road trips," Alice says, suspicion coloring her tone. "Are you seeing someone? Is that why you’ve been so MIA lately?"

Kane’s lips find my ear, his voice a low rumble that only I can hear.

"Your ass is so fucking juicy since you got pregnant," he whispers, his hands dropping to my hips and gripping them hard. "Makes me want to spread those cheeks and bury my cock so deep you taste it in the back of your throat."

Heat floods my face, both from his words and from the way he’s now grinding his erection against my ass, making my dress ride higher up my thighs. I try to focus on Alice’s voice, but it’s becoming increasingly difficult.

"N-no, not seeing anyone," I stammer, which is technically true since "seeing someone" doesn't begin to cover what I have with my three alphas, who are my fated mates. "Just needed a change of scenery."

Kane's teeth graze my earlobe, biting down just hard enough to make me squirm.

"Going to fuck this tight little ass while Jace eats your pussy," he growls softly as I lift the phone away from us. "Want to feel you squirm on my cock while you try not to scream."

My thighs clench involuntarily at his words, heat pooling between them despite my embarrassment at having this happen while I'm on the phone. Across from us, Jace watches with hungry eyes, his own erection visible through his jeans as he strokes himself lazily.

“Ooh, where are you going?” Alice laughs. “Why are you being weird? You usually talk about everything.”

Kane’s hands are working under my dress now, pushing it up around my waist so that my bare ass is exposed to the cool air of the van. I’m not wearing underwear, and he groans excitedly.

“I’m not being weird," I insist, my voice too loud as Kane’s fingers dip between my thighs, finding me already wet. "I need to use the bathroom.”

Kane’s fingers are circling my clit now, his other hand pushing my upper body forward until I'm bent over, my free hand bracing against Jace's knee for support. The position leaves me completely exposed to Kane, my ass in the air, my pussy visible to Jace, who’s licking his lips in anticipation.

“I’ll call you back!" I practically shout as Kane slides a finger inside of me.

I end the call with shaking hands, tossing my phone onto the seat beside us just as Kane adds a second finger, stretching me with deliberate slowness.

"Fuck, I thought she’d never shut up," Kane growls, his fingers moving faster now. "Been wanting to play with this sweet ass since we got in the car this morning."

"You looked a little flustered there, princess," Jace teases, sliding off his seat to kneel on the floor of the van. "Something distracting you from your conversation?"

My face burns with embarrassment, but my body betrays me, pushing back against Kane's invading fingers.

"You two are impossible," I gasp, unable to keep the desire from my voice despite my annoyance. "I was trying to talk to my friend."

"You can talk to your friend anytime," Kane says dismissively, withdrawing his fingers and spreading my ass cheeks wide with both hands. "Right now, I need to be inside this perfect ass."

He shows my cheeks to Jace, putting me on display. "Look how pretty her little holes are," he says proudly, as if showing off a prized possession. "Both of them are pink and ready for us."

"Beautiful," Jace agrees, moving closer until his face is level with my exposed sex. "Let me get her ready for you."

Without warning, he dives forward, his tongue sweeping through my folds in one long, greedy lick that makes me cry out. Kane's hand immediately covers my mouth, muffling the sound.

"Quiet, little omega," he warns, even as Jace continues his assault on my senses, his tongue circling my clit before pushing inside me. "Don’t want to distract our driver, do we?"

From the front seat, Finn growls low in his throat, the sound sending shivers down my spine. He can smell my arousal, can hear the wet sounds of Jace's mouth on me, and I know it’s driving him crazy not to join us.

"Taste so good," Jace murmurs against my flesh, his words vibrating through me. "Always so sweet for us."

Kane’s hand moves from my mouth to my hair, gripping it firmly and pulling my head back.

"I want to watch your face while Jace gets you nice and wet," he says, his voice strained with desire. “You look so pretty when your eyes glaze over in pleasure.”

As if on cue, Jace's tongue moves higher, circling my anus. I gasp at the sensation, my whole body tensing before surrendering to the pleasure. Even if they’ve all done this before to me, it still makes my face burn.

"That's it," Kane encourages as Jace's tongue pushes past the tight ring, working me open with wet, insistent strokes. "Get her ready for me. Want her dripping when I slide in."