Officially Lance was bringing a message from Tran to Dom, "Look Johnny wants you to stay away from the races. He says that the police are sniffing around and that is bad for business." Impressively Brian noted that the creep ass cousins sneer got larger as he tried to intimidate the team, "Stay away until Race Wars or he starts hurting people."

Dom would have been concerned before this weekend but in many ways knowing that Brian was actually a cop was a blessing. Dom smirked as he boldly grabbed his Sentinel's hand. He watched Lance lick his lips and he could just guess where his perverted mind was going. He really hoped the idiot gave them the excuse. He knew a better way to get them some breathing room, "You know Lance I haven't introduced you to my Sentinel."

Brian titled his head in amusement, "Forgive me if I don't shake your hand." A small grin, "I'm Officer O'Conner of the LAPD so why is Mr Tran worried about the police sniffing about, I'm curious?"

The team were collectively biting their cheeks seeing the frozen look on Lance's face, "You okay Lance? Need to run back and tell your master our joyous news?" Dom was only too happy to bait the creepy man. It was almost reflexive.

Lance started to back out unsure of what to do and smart enough to know that for once it was smarter not to say a thing. He promptly left the garage to a hail of laughter, which did not sit well with his ego. It was a question of respect and he'd just been shown disrespect; he'd wait before gaining revenge.

Back in the garage Brian with his most innocent face, "Was it something I said?"

Dom snickered, "Nah babe. Now let's listen to what Jesse will do to the car."

The whole tense scene had completely bypassed Jesse, Bless his little stoner heart. He'd been too excited by the prospect of fixing up this car, his head had been awash with numbers. "Oh this car will decimate all. It will need some overnight parts from Japan and maybe 15 grand but it destroy every one."

Brian looked smug and rightfully so he knew they would be sceptical, but when he'd taken one look under the hood he'd seen a true diamond in the rough. The dealer had been only too happy to have the 'mug;' take it off his hands and Brian had gotten it for a pittance. The old adage of not knowing what you got was most definitely true in this case.

Brian though was angling for a different reward and Dom was going to kick his ass if he sent anymore feelings of lust down the bond. He was seconds away from sprouting an erection, which was not how he wanted to be seen by the team. Never being the shy retiring one - Dom just grabbed his Sentinel by the hook of his shorts and dragged him back to their room.

Brian was laughing as Dom slammed him into the wall and buried his face in the crook of his neck, seemingly breathing in his scent. "I thought I was the one who needs to scent you."

Dom had a lazy smile, "Works both ways Sentinel," and promptly dropped to his knees with a grace surprising given his larger stature.

Brian groaned as he was quickly released from his pants. He was already standing to attention and had no doubt that Dom could make him do that anytime he wanted. His head rocked backwards as Dom swallowed him whole. He could feel the wet heat circling his cock and never wanted it to end. The bond was a loop of satisfaction and overwhelming lust. His guide was teasing his slit causing him to buck and then teasing his tongue around his weeping erection like it was his favourite ice cream cone.

Brian's hands had landed on the back of Dom's head and pulled him up. He licked his guide's lower lip, seeking entrance. He groaned when Dom opened up and his tongue started chasing his own taste out of his guides mouth. Dom groaned and pulled him closer.

They broke apart gasping when there erections ground together. Brian could feel each stroke against him and he could sum just like this. He slipped his hand around their combined cocks and stroked them off and Dom let his head rest on Brian's shoulder enjoying the ride. Until it wasn't enough for either of them, he murmured, "Fuck me."

For how loud Brian's senses were it may as well have been a command. He chuckled and Dom didn't need extra sensory hearing to pick up the filthy promise he contained. The lube was on the bedside table so they tumbled onto the bed. Brian chuckled landing on top of Dom. "You're really are very fucking hot."

Dom choked off a laugh, "You're not exactly ugly." He added trying for an even tone but failing.

Brian had the perfect reply, his slick finger pushed up inside Dom. "Well I at least know how to satisfy my guide."

Dom sighed happily as he thrust back against the fingers - it wasn't enough. He needed Brian and groaned, "Fuck me."

Brian chuckled, "As you wish guide," and promptly withdrew his fingers and thrust deep with his cock. In one glorious, long, satisfying stroke Brian bottomed out against his ass.

Dom would not be satisfied with that though; he wanted to feel his sentinel "Fuck me!"

Their bond was new, strong, and shiny, and at the moment they were still very primal. It meant seriously hot and fantastic sex. This stage could last as long as a year and Dom was hoping that it lasted that long.

Brian moaned as his guide let him thrust long and deep. It hit every one of his buttons - his thrust turning ragged. His hand slid around to grip Dom's straining erection. "Come for me Dom."

Dom went off like a racket and he felt Brian's release inside of him. He lay back in a satisfied sprawl, "You know I wish we took a photo of Lance's face when you told him what you do."

Brian whose head was lying on Dom's stomach, chuckled, "It was fun. Come on let's go shower and get our cars ready to race."

Dom grinned and should have realised that the idea of doing nothing would never have sat well with Brian. "So not listening to the warning?"

"Oh I heard it loud and clear and if he tries to hurt any of you. I'll forget I'm a cop and go feral on his ass." The Alpha Sentinel becoming a tad more obvious at the thought of his family and tribe being heard.

He had no precognitive abilities although it was a startlingly accurate outcome - only there wasn't one feral Sentinel.

Next Chapter – I feel a race coming on – Don't you? :)