(Chapter 1 continued)

"They're always kicking my ribs! I can tell they get their strength from their Papa..." He trailed off, gazing up at Osias lovingly before resting his head on his mate's broad chest. Osias simply smirked proudly and leaned down to whisper something against Berlin's hair before taking his seat at the head of the table. Berlin squirmed for a moment to get situated on his lap, wincing slightly in the process.

I took my designated Beta seat to his right, a laugh escaping my lips as I witnessed Berlin's fathers entering the room. That pair was always a comedic one. Berlin's Dad appeared to be harshly scolding his Papa, who nodded absentmindedly at the words as if he was used to them. In a fit of frustration, the smaller of the two men smacked his large mate with his ever-present black neck pillow before storming over to the table and taking a seat to the left of Berlin and Osias.

"Can you believe your Papa, Berlin?! He's... He's such a jerk sometimes!" Danny seethed, grabbing his fork before stabbing a piece of lettuce and angrily shoving it into his mouth. It was obvious that the little man was a drama queen, always exaggerating situations. It was a miracle that his mate was able to tolerate him, but they seemed to be able to balance out each other's polar opposite personalities.

"Because I gave you a blowjob instead of fingering you? You didn't seem to be complaining when your dick was in my mouth, but I suppose Mr. Bottom gets what Mr. Bottom wants." Berlin's Papa Ray calmly stated, slipping into his usual spot beside his husband. Danny choked on his lettuce for a moment, his head snapping over with wide eyes to glare at his mate while a pink tone permeated his face. Berlin had his face buried in his mate's chest at this point, trying to block out the exchange as best he could. 

"Do you even have a filter?! Oh my Goddess, Rayson! You're always talking about our sex life in front of our kids!" Danny practically screeched, burying his face into his neck pillow which now sat on top of the dinner table.

"It was only the truth." Rayson countered, still barely phased by his husband's actions before he gestured over to me. "Would you mind passing the peas?"

I laughed with a shake of my head as I slid the bowl over to the large man, but not before testing out one of my theories.

Mr. Cahill was a pretty attractive guy I guess, so he was a perfect subject. I let my eyes wander down his body, remaining hyper-aware of my nether regions to test if they somehow reacted to his masculine features in the same manner that they tended to react to Corey. Not surprisingly, Mr. Ortiz Jr. stayed sheathed and contained, with not even a twitch to pay towards a theory towards my homosexuality. 

I knew it. I'm not gay. 

Just... Temporarily confused. 

As a matter of fact, next time Corey was around, I bet I would be fine. No homo-reactions for me. I would leave that to Berlin's seemingly exclusively gay lineage. 

Speaking of, Berlin's third brother, Tyrus, took this opportunity to make his appearance known. The man had garnered a reputation for being particularly daft. Not that he was stupid, because he was definitely aware of the world around him, but his playful, sometimes childish attitude and seemingly empty mind left him a little... Different than the rest. 

"Woah, food!" Was all that he uttered before practically diving face-first into the overflowing plate before him. It took less than three minutes for him to devour almost every single morsel on his plate.

He was largely ignored however when the room quieted. Almost everyone turned to glance at the approaching figure who entered the dining room. Whispers began to circulate around the room about the "one guy from the Moon Pack who got promoted and is the Beta's Mate." 

I paled. 

Corey strode into the room as if he didn't have a care in the world. He was obviously freshly showered, and wore only low-hanging sweat pants that left the rest of his rock hard body exposed to the viewing pleasure of the room.

I almost growled at his willingness to expose himself to everyone, but swallowed hard in order to curb it.

I didn't care.

I shouldn't care.

And of course, Mini Ortiz jumped to attention in one second flat.

"Corey!" Squealed Berlin, who turned in his Mate's arms to greet his big brother. At this point, everyone had gone back to their regular program, chatting up a storm and stabbing peas with forks. Corey looked down at his Omega brother, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead as well as embrace his smaller father for a short moment before turning to look at me while everyone else at the table chatted among themselves. 

His eyes were like two black holes as they sucked me in, and I felt my cock twitch inside of my boxers again.

Fuck.

"Come with me, please." He addressed me in that silky smooth voice of his, and as if connected by an invisible string which was magnetically charged, my legs suddenly complied and moved my body up from the table without even touching my full plate of food. I somehow moved across the room to follow him, and as he turned around to walk back out of the dining hall, I found myself admiring the movement of his toned back muscles beneath his skin. So sexy...

Fuck, resisting the bond was much, much harder than I first anticipated. 

Three days without being together was taking a toll on both of us.

Before I knew it, I was in the upstairs hallway - where he stopped and I ended up running abruptly into his hard chest. 

The sheer warmth that he exuded from that simple touch clouded my senses, and I suddenly found myself yearning to be nearer to him. As close as could be. Hell, I wanted to be one with this man.

I could tell he was on the same page, as his thick arms engulfed my body as he pulled me up to my tip-toes to connect our lips. Sparks immediately set off between us, and I found myself squirming in my pants which suddenly felt much too small; much too constricting. Corey's body was like a vast, warm ocean that I longed to be lost in, and I felt my guard fall as I succumbed to the pull of the mating bond and the heat of his possessive kisses. I was practically enraptured with all he had to offer.

There was no one around... right?

So this was okay.

... Right?

"Just..." I whispered between his scorching kisses. His large hands held each side of my head as we hungrily nipped at each other. Corey's strong arms felt so secure, so right as they held me close into the sharp contours of his body.

"This one... last time..." I stated, my breath catching in my throat as his hard thigh worked its way between my legs to press against my hard manhood.

I could let myself enjoy this one last time, right? 

Just one more time...

Corey's grunt of approval was all I needed as we backed up into my room, slamming the door shut and locking it behind us. 

Just once more...

"Take me."

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We're going to have to work on Ortiz's self-control a bit more, eh?

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