“Sure.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Teal
Stabbing pains in his stomach woke Teal from a fitful sleep around one a.m. He’d been trying to eat well enough and take care of himself, but there was no getting around the intense stress from the High Court tribunal.
He scrubbed a hand over his face and got up to use the bathroom and take an antacid.
“Okay?” Ronan mumbled.
The alpha had also been struggling to sleep the past few days. Teal felt bad waking him. “I’m fine, my love. Just going to grab a glass of water from downstairs. Go back to sleep.”
Ronan grunted, turning over on his side.
Teal waited until he was sure his husband had fallen back asleep before sneaking into the hallway. He checked on the boys and then on Sorcha in the spare room. Teal thought he might sleep better if Sorcha shared the bed with them, but the other omega still felt more comfortable this way, and Teal didn’t want to pressure him.
But Sorcha had been seeking more hugs and kisses from him and Ronan over the past few days, even willing to show affection in front of the boys, not to mention Niall and Jax.
That was a step in the right direction, and Teal was eager to affirm their commitment by making love. Sorcha needed at least a few more days to recover from his heat, and of course the tribunal was causing Teal fits on the inside, but that didn’t stop him from wanting the other omega.
Teal shivered, remembering the feel of Sorcha’s body, the way his ass had swallowed Teal’s cock like it was meant to be there. And the noises Ronan had made watching him fuck the other man had been unreal. He couldn’t wait to be intimate with his partners again, without the urgency of heat. He pushed the heel of his hand down on his dick, which had risen to half-mast at the thought of it.
Walking carefully on the stairs so as not to alert the household, Teal almost doubled over as another jolt of pain pierced his gut. Those antacids needed to kick in. Tomorrow was Saturday, so High Court was on a break for the weekend. He hoped he could relax a little. They’d barely begun calling witnesses, so the proceedings would last next week and into the next one, slightly longer than originally planned.
Mercifully, the pain dulled somewhat and Teal made his way to the kitchen. Deciding tea might help, he put the kettle on and leaned against the counter, waiting for the water to boil.
The house was still, although remnants of the day lingered. The twins’ schoolwork was stacked neatly in the center of the table. Ronan’s coat hung precariously on a hook near the back door where he’d kicked off his work boots. Only the hum of the furnace invaded the silent air. The quiet should have been calming, yet Teal felt the hairs on his neck rise, as though he were an intruder in his own home.
A low moan from the direction of the office invaded the silence.
Teal turned his head. The lights in the office were off. Moonlight provided the sliver of illumination glowing beneath the closed door.
Another moan.
Teal processed what he was hearing.
The betas were fucking.
“Yes, Jax… Oh, stars… Fuck babe, right there.” Niall’s pleas were mere whispers, but they sounded like bullhorns in Teal’s ears.
Teal’s cock sprang to attention. He quickly flipped off the kettle, not wanting to risk it whistling and alerting the betas to his presence. Closing his eyes, he leaned against the pantry door.
“Fuck, Nigh. You feel so good.”
Jax’s pleasure-wrecked voice was as quiet as his boyfriend’s. Clearly the betas had waited for the household to fall asleep. They couldn’t have predicted Teal’s restlessness.
When they’d all decided Niall and Jax should stay in the house, Teal hadn’t taken the decision to its logical conclusion. That the men would have sex there. Of course he should have realized it. They were obviously a close couple and had been cockblocked since last weekend when Jax came home to find Garin, Kino, and Zayne in their bed.
Hadn’t Teal just been thinking about how much he wanted Ronan and Sorcha physically, how much he ached for them? Niall and Jax would be no different.
And yet, Teal couldn’t help remembering that the last time Niall had gotten fucked in this house, it had been in Ronan and Teal’s bed.
“Fuck, fuck, Jax. That’s it, babe. Harder. I’m almost there.”
Teal closed his eyes. He should go back to bed, give them privacy. But he just…couldn’t. He squeezed his lids tighter andlet his mind run away with what might be happening on the other side of the door.
He knew what Niall looked like when he came. Knew he had a special sensitive spot near the base of his dick. Knew how hard he liked his balls pulled when he was close. Was he riding Jax right now? Facing him or facing away? Or maybe Jax was behind him, covering him, grinding into him.
