The Alphas’ P**n Star Mate

Mick POV

"Finally," the parasite said when I felt a sharp tightening in my chest. It wasn't intense pain like what Chloe felt when her asshole ex-mate started betraying her that last night at Broom StiXXX. It was like my heart was hammering strongly in my ribcage, and my breath was caught in my lungs, but there was some lining of pleasure mixed in. An adrenaline rush was the closest thing I could think of to describing it.

I knew instantly what it was. Chloe was with Miles. I smiled at myself, pleased with my plan. I didn't feel any resentment at all. A peace was settling over me as I finished telling Billy how to set up for our little demonstration. I finished loading up my bag in my room with some things we might need, like lube, robes, some soft toys and towels. I even grabbed Chloe's hair scrunchie and a few clips just in case.

The pain tightening continued in my chest, but it was easy to function. Even with the parasite named Rome pacing with excitement in my head, I was able to finish packing the bag and passed it off to Billy to take down to the basement with him. He had already mind linked omegas to take down what we needed, and they should be done by the time we all got down there.

I was smirking to myself when I reached my brother's bedroom door. I could smell their excitement. Chloe's especially. I could feel her desire. It got me excited too. "Show time," Rome said.

"Yes it is," I agreed, then opened the bedroom door.

"Are you getting started without me?" I asked the two of them. Rome's excitement and Chloe's desire were fueling me. I honestly couldn't wait for what was to come. I couldn't wait to share her and watch her bloom with twice the love and affection she had been starved of for most of her life.

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Chloe POV

"Is this a dungeon?" I asked, looking around the deserted hallway with cells on either side.

"Kind of," Mick laughed.

"It's where the pack used to hold prisoners before we upgraded the warrior center. Now they're kept there."

I looked around again, a bit confused. "What are we doing here? Are we making this some kind of BDSM play? I think that might be a bit much for Taylor."

Miles looked horrified but Mick just laughed. "No, no BDSM today, but if you're wanting that, we could try it out later." He gripped my sides, making me stumble back against him as he playfully nibbled on my ear. "I wouldn't mind chaining you up before devouring you." "Why can't I chain you up?" I giggled.

"I've never been chained up before."

"There's a first time for everything." I bit my lip and noticed Miles was looking anxious walking beside us. Mick followed my gaze, then I felt a wave of concern from him.

"You okay, Miles?" I reached over and squeezed his hand, breaking him from his thoughts. He looked over at us, his sharp eyes unable to hold my gaze for long.

"I, uh, I'm just..." He sighed, stopped walking and wiped both hands down his face, then looked around the hall like he was seeing if anyone was around. "I'm nervous as hell over here," he groaned. "I've never done anything like this before and this," he waved his hand around, "is freaking me out. Where are we going, Mick?"

Poor Alpha. He really isn't anything like any other Alpha I have met. Mick and I joking about BDSM and chaining each other up probably isn't helping.

I went to his side, wrapping my arms around his waist, hoping the touch would help calm him. Mick's touch helped calm and relax me even before we marked one another. Miles took a deep breath, his arm tense against my back. After a few breaths, his heart rate slowed to normal and he looked less anxious.

"I'm not taking us anywhere weird, so just relax. Billy had the omegas set up the rooms at the end of the hall for us to use. No chains. I promise."

Miles's brows knit, then relaxed when he seemed to come to some sort of realization about what was happening. I still didn't know though. "What are the rooms at the end of the hall?" I asked.

"Interrogation rooms," Mick smirked. "With two-way mirrors."

Sure enough, when we got to the end of the hall, there were two doors, both with the tiny window slits above the door knobs blacked out with paper. Mick opened the door to the left, and there they were waiting for us; Taylor, Darren and Billy. "Hey there, masked lady," Darren chuckled at the look on my face. "Up for one last gig?"

"They brought a bed in here?!" I asked in amazement, making him laugh more. Darren was lounging on top of a large king mattress lifted off the ground on a simple platform. The room was cement but actually pretty cozy. I thought it would be dusty and full of spider webs since all of the cells we passed were. There was a large window looking into another room, that one painted stark white but with a similar bed in its center. There was also a table and two chairs pushed against the wall, and a bag I knew to be Mick's sitting off to the side. Taylor was sitting on Billy's lap on a chair facing the window, her face flesh red and her marks on her neck, the bear paw inside of Billy's teeth marks, was shining with moisture. I could smell her arousal. Billy must have been getting her engine going while we were showering to get ready and making our way down. She looked embarrassed, but he looked proud and a little too happy.

"We had everything set up the way you suggested," Billy told Mick. He then looked at Miles. "You sure you're okay with this, Alpha?"