Envy [The Angel Pack 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More ManLove)

by Maggie Walsh

  “That’s perfect, Crew,” Lexi encouraged and gave Crew a big smile.

  “And with everyone being able to send candidates for training, then the smaller breeds wouldn’t feel so left out in our world,” Dante added.

  “So what of the casts? We don’t have a representative of the birds on the council and as far as the prophecy states, we shouldn’t,” Storm asked.

  “Dare,” Crew said and everyone looked at him. “Your dragons aren’t coming here. Brett has already gone back to the fae realm, so you are the only dragon here. Even if they all came back to this realm, it would only be twenty for you to govern while everyone else has thousands. You are a flying shifter. At least you have that in common with them. They could contact you with their concerns.”

  “You have given us a lot to think about, Crew. And a lot of great ideas. Thank you,” Micah said with pride in his eyes as he stared at Crew.

  He smiled at his Alpha and then looked at Jesse. His alpha mate gave him a knowing smile and winked at him.

  * * * *

  He couldn’t believe it. He was on cloud nine as he sat there and discussed the future of the paranormal world with the council. Not only was he a part of the discussion, but also everyone was listening to him and his ideas. For the first time in his life, he felt real pride in himself. Crew walked into the kitchen from the patio door.

  “Those were some great ideas you had, Crew,” Raith said.

  Crew looked over to see his beta standing by the sink, leaning against the counter. “Thanks, Raith.” Crew smiled and headed toward the hall.

  “Aren’t you going to stick around for the end of the party?”

  Crew stopped and looked back at Raith. “I…um…got a date,” Crew said nervously.

  “Oh yeah?” Raith smiled. “Who’s tonight’s lucky conquest?”

  “Seeing as Shelby’s not at the club anymore, we know Crew won’t be dragging his tongue around him,” Taylor said teasingly as he walked into the kitchen.

  Crew made a face at Taylor. “Ha ha.”

  “What happened to Shelby anyway?” Raith asked.

  “No one knows. When the club shut down because of the curfew, all the employees got time off. But when Jesse and Frank reopened, Shelby never came back. Jesse said he’s been trying to get a hold of him, but his cell phone just goes to voice mail,” Crew answered.

  “So if not Shelby, then who’s the new object of your shy stalkerish watching?” Taylor asked with a smile.

  “No one you know, Taylor,” Crew mumbled.

  “Is that like when you’re in high school and everyone rags on you because you don’t have a boyfriend or girlfriend, and you say that you do, but they go to another school and nobody knows them?” Taylor laughed.

  “Screw you, Taylor,” Crew huffed and turned to leave.

  “Hey, Crew. Don’t go away mad. Just go away.” Taylor laughed at Crew’s back.

  “Taylor,” Raith admonished.

  “What? I’m only teasing him like I always do.”

  “Are you sure he sees it that way?” Raith asked with a raised brow.

  “Oh, he knows I’m only teasing. Doesn’t he?” Taylor asked seriously. His face twisted with sadness.

  Raith sighed heavily. “I don’t know, Tay. He looked like he took it seriously.”

  “Shit. I didn’t mean to hurt his feelings,” Taylor said sadly. “Maybe I should go talk to him.” Taylor took a step toward the hall.

  “Sweet baby,” Gabriel bellowed from outside. Taylor stopped and looked toward the back door. Just then it opened and Gabriel walked in. He walked right up to Taylor and grabbed him up in to his arms. Taylor wrapped his body around his mate. “You promised me the first dance and they’re about to start the music.” Gabriel started nibbling on Taylor’s neck and he dropped his head back and moaned. Gabriel walked them out the back door.

  * * * *

  Leave it up to fucking Taylor to ruin my high. Crew grumbled to himself. If the super omega only knew about Crew’s secret life, he would be shocked. Crew thought of what Taylor’s face would look like if he got a look at his two human lovers, or saw how the three of them played. A grin stretched across Crew’s face at the thought of his lovers. Damn, he needed to get to them. He needed the release only they could give him. Crew grabbed his car keys off the hook by the front door and headed out into the warm summer night, in search of his lovers.

  Chapter 2

  “Haven, damn it’s good to see you again,” Storm said excitedly as he walked to the man that entered his home. The two hugged and pulled back.

  “Leader Winthrope, I’m so glad to finally be back with the pride. It’s been a long, hard seven months,” Haven said with a bright smile.

  “You did a great job keeping everyone safe, Haven. I’m so glad you decided to come here instead of staying with the Marshall pride. You have been missed,” Storm said and patted his back.

  “You and this pride are my home. I’m just sorry that more didn’t return with me. But after three of them found their mates and another four found jobs they loved, they just couldn’t leave.”

  Storm led Haven into the living room. “I’m very happy for them and wish them all the best in the world, but they will be missed. Have a seat,” Storm offered and then sat. “So has everyone settled in?”

  “Yes, we got in late last night and Ann helped us find our new homes. Thank you, Leader Winthrope. We couldn’t be happier with our new arrangements.”

  “The thanks go to Alpha Angel. Without him and all his support, none of this would have been possible.”

  “Well then I will have to thank the Alpha Prime when I see him. As will the others.”

  “How many came with you?” Bastian asked as he entered the room.

  “Mate Bastian, it’s so wonderful to see you again,” Haven said and stood up to shake Bastian’s offered hand. “I brought fifty-two with me.”

  “That’s great. I know Storm has been so worried about all of you.” Bastian sat on the arm of Storm’s chair.

  “How is mate Noah?” Haven asked.

  “He’s doing great here, Haven. He’s coming out of his shell, and he’s learning to speak English so quickly. I think a lot of it has to do with him finding his family. He now has a brother, a father, a stepfather, and has met his mother,” Storm explained.

  “That’s great. I’m so happy for him.”

  “I was just about to head over to the pack house and pick him up. Would you like to come along? I’ll give you a tour of the town and show you where the Alpha Prime lives,” Bastian offered.

  “That would be great, thank you. I would love the opportunity to see the Alpha Prime and the Heart again. And to see mate Noah of course,” he said with a smile and a chuckle.

  “That sounds like a perfect idea. When you get back I’d like to discuss something with you, Haven,” Storm said.

  “Is everything okay, Leader Winthrope?”

  “Yes, everything is fine. With Seth now living at Dante’s coven with his mate and taking care of some personal things, I just wanted to know if you would be interested in being one of my seconds?”

  Haven’s eyes opened wide in surprise. “You want me as your second? That is such an honor.”

  “Wait until you see what the job entails before you say that.” Bastian snickered.

  “I don’t understand. With everyone you could choose from, why would you choose me?” Haven asked in genuine curiosity.

  “You have been one of my guard for over two hundred years. You are loyal, trustworthy, and have a cool head on your shoulders. You know when to just be quiet and listen, and you know when to take charge. You have been taking care of our pride members for the past seven months, on your own, and have done a great job.”

  “Thank you, Leader Winthrope. It would be my honor to be your second, as well as still being able to be a guard.”

  “Well, technically you would still be a guard, but the council is discussing setting up all paranormal factions with the same hierar
chy as the wolf packs. Alpha, betas, enforcers. I would be the Leader of all the feline shifters around the globe and assign alphas to the prides. I would still be in charge of the pride here as well. But each alpha would need to have two betas who are also enforcers, as well as a legion of actual enforcers. Your title would be beta to the Leader. I would be the only one with that title. So therefore, anywhere you went in the world if you announced yourself as Haven Brooks, beta to our leader, everyone would know who you are. If anything were to happen to me, you would take charge in my stead. The council would appoint you to take my place on the council if you wanted the position and they thought you were the right man for the job, and also as leader of the pride. If not, they would ask my second beta, if they felt he was the right choice.”

  “Wow, that’s…”

  “What is it, Haven?” Bastian asked.

  “If the council can pull that off, I can see that being a great asset to the paranormal community. I’m assuming that would be across the board for all paranormals, one leader, then alpha and beta groups heading each faction and so on?”

  “Yes, that’s what we’re striving for. So that the same rules and laws would be for all paranormals to follow,” Storm explained.

  “That would stop a lot of the horrible acts that take place in packs, prides, and covens. I’m also assuming that the council would appoint these alpha and beta leaders?”

  “Yes.”

  “This is a great idea. I will do anything I can to help you and the council change our ways and help enforce them.”

  “Great, so does that mean you will take the position as my beta? You and one other would be the top betas in my division, along with betas of the other divisions. Right now Alpha Angel has his beta Raith, and King Calebrese has his two seconds, Viktor and Nicco, who would all be given the same beta title as you. You and the other leader betas would work closely together to try to take care of the problems that arise in our world. If you could not come to an agreement, then you would bring the situation to the council.”

  “The shit would roll uphill is what you’re saying?” Haven asked with a laugh.

  “Exactly. Raith would be Micah’s top beta, Viktor would be Dante’s, and I’m hoping you would be mine. Then our second betas would be one click below you. If something happens to me, you step in first. If something happens to you, then my other beta would step in.”

  “I would love the opportunity to be your lead beta, Leader Winthrope.”

  “But? I detect a but here,” Bastian said.

  “But…I would assume that Seth would be your first choice. He has been your second since day one, as well as your best friend.”

  “Seth is going through some very personal struggles right now, and even after he recovers, I’m not sure he could handle the stress of this much responsibility. In all honesty, I love Seth like a brother and he will always be my family, but even back in Napa he wasn’t really leader material. He was fine in his duties with our small pride of five hundred, and even in that he had issues.”

  “Like not being able to control his personal feelings for people?” Haven snickered.

  “Exactly. As a leader, even if you don’t particularly like someone, you still have to show them courtesy and respect. Seth always had a problem hiding his dislike of someone. And he was never trained as a guard. That was one of my first mistakes. I should have had him train with you or picked someone else as my second. You and I have been friends for a long time, Haven. Since we were cubs. I watched you train and move up the ranks of our guard quickly. That is why, when I became leader, I appointed you as head of my guard. You’re smart and level-headed. You’re good at reading people and have great instincts. And most importantly, I trust you,” Storm explained.

  “Thank you, Leader Winthrope―”

  “And you don’t have to call me Leader Winthrope. Only in official situations. Since when have you taken to calling me that anyway?” Storm asked with a chuckle.

  “Sorry, Storm.” Haven laughed, too. “For seven months, whenever I spoke of you, I said Leader Winthrope. I guess it’s a habit now.”

  “Perfectly understandable. So, what do you think?”

  “I think that I would love to accept your offer. I see this as a great opportunity to help our people, all our people in the supernatural community. With the prophesized Alpha Prime leading us and the council helping him, I think this Utopia everyone is talking about may just come to fruition.”

  “That’s what we’re striving for.” Storm stood and held out his hand to Haven. Haven stood and the two shook. “Welcome aboard, Lead Beta Haven.”

  “Thank you, Lea…Storm. I will do everything in my power to help you and the council.”

  “Micah and the rest of the council will be swearing everyone in in a few days. A pledge of loyalty to him and the council. Until then, go on with Bastian and he will familiarize you with Micah’s territory and our new pride lands. He’ll also introduce you to the Angel Pack and the Calebrese Coven.”

  “I look forward to seeing these beautiful lands in the daylight. After you, mate Bastian,” Haven said and followed Bastian out to his truck.

  * * * *

  Crew’s eyes fluttered open slowly as he raised his arms over his head and stretched out his body against the sheets below him. Gods what a night. He relaxed back against the bed and stared at the ceiling. His body hurt here and there after his sex marathon with Dirk and J.C.

  After leaving Jesse’s party three days ago, he went into the city and found his human lovers at The Cave waiting for him. They went back to Dirk and J.C.’s apartment and locked themselves in for just over forty-eight hours. His human lovers were insatiable and took him at every opportunity and on every surface. Not a space in their apartment was spared their lust. They took him in every conceivable position as well. Separate, together, one on each end, a triangle cock suck fest that was mind-blowing. They used all kinds of delicious toys on him and each other, as well as using the swing multiple times.

  His cock filled at all the images running through his head. Crew slid his hands down his body and wrapped his fingers around his hard shaft as he cupped his ball sac with the other hand. He slowly stroked his cock as he rolled his sac and thought about the heights his lovers had taken him to. An image of him in their small kitchen came to mind.

  He stood by the stove wearing nothing but an apron and a large butt plug, which was holding their combined cum inside him. He stirred the pan full of eggs as the coffee percolated in the machine and the radio played the newest hits. His hips began to sway as he listened to the new Adam Lambert song “Ghost Town” coming from the radio.

  Large callused hands grabbed his hips and a big fat hard cock pressed against his ass. He felt hot panting breath against his neck right before teeth bit down on his shoulder. He dropped his head back against the hard, solid chest behind him and pushed his ass against that thick pole, rubbing it between his cheeks in a blatant invitation.

  “I can’t seem to ever get enough of you, Gavin. I have never met anyone who could handle the pounding I like to dish out, and then still get up and walk in the morning. And here you are, making breakfast, swaying this gorgeous ass to the music, and enjoying that big plug in your ass. You better watch out, baby, or I may never let you out of my sight again. You keep this up and I’m tying you to my bed and keeping you.” Crew moaned as he thrust his ass against Dirk’s cock.

  “Except that you told us you had to get back to work tonight,” J.C. said as he strolled into the kitchen. He stopped behind Dirk and pressed his body against his back. J.C. wrapped his arms around both of them and gave them each a kiss. “Mmmm, I could so get used to waking up to this.” J.C. slid his hands up Crew’s chest and rubbed his hard nipples.

  “I know, right?” Dirk agreed. “I was just telling Gavin, if he doesn’t watch out, we’re keeping him.”

  “Mmmm, that would be fantastic. Having both your incredible asses every night to do with as I wanted would be the closest thing I cou
ld think of to heaven,” J.C. said in a husky voice that sent chills up Crew’s spine.

  “I think Gavin likes the idea, too, babe,” Dirk said.

  “When do you have to leave, Gav?” J.C. asked.

  “I have a long drive ahead of me, but I have a few hours before I have to shower and leave,” Crew answered.

  “Good, then we get to fill you again.” Dirk reached over and turned off the burner, took the wooden spoon from Crew’s hand, and put it in the pan with the eggs. He grabbed Crew’s hips and spun him around to face him, and took his lips in a heated kiss.

  Crew closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around Dirk’s neck. He felt like he was moving, floating on air. Suddenly he felt the cool wood of the kitchen table against the backs of his legs. Dirk lifted him up, sat him on the table, and spread Crew’s legs. “Gotta be inside you again. Gonna take you as many times as I can before you leave.”

  Dirk pulled the plug from Crew’s body and rammed his huge granite cock inside him in one thrust, causing Crew’s back to arch as he yelled out his pleasure.

  “Count me in,” J.C. said and Crew felt the table move. He opened his eyes in time to see J.C. standing on the table above him. He knelt down, putting his knees on either side of Crew’s head, and held his leaking cock to Crew’s lips. “Open up, sweet thing, and let me down that throat.” Crew licked his lips and opened his mouth wide to accept the thick engorged cock. J.C. slid in until the tip of his cock hit the back of Crew’s throat and then Crew swallowed. “Hot damn, your throat it amazing.”

  “Oh yeah, J.C. Fuck his mouth good and hard while I claim his ass. I want him to feel us for days while he’s away at work. I want him to think of nothing but us every waking minute and realize how much he craves us. And you do crave us, don’t you, my little cock slut?” Crew couldn’t answer with the big cock down his throat, so he squeezed the muscles in his ass to let Dirk know he heard him. “Oh fuck, yeah! You like that don’t you? You like when we pound you and use your holes for our pleasure. You like being our cock slut.” Crew squeezed his ass muscles again and Dirk hissed.