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Tomorrow.

Forever.

I just have to take it.

Sasha presses a kiss to my cheek, his hand caressing the other. “We’ll go as slow as you need, buttercup.”

“Corrupt me.” The words fall so effortlessly from my lips. I’ve made my decision. I want everything these men have to give. Their love, their hearts, their past, their feelings… everything.

Sasha stills, his Alphas’ purrs heightening to an almost deafening sound. Amiri steps up beside Sasha, searching my expression. “Do you have any idea what you are proposing, sweetheart? We own a sex club, Camila. I’ve been dreaming of ways to ruin you since I first saw you in that coffee shop but are you ready for something like that? I want to try everything with you, find your limits and your desires. Your cravings. Your needs. Are you ready to give us that?”

“I think so. I want to explore and who better with than my mates?”

Amiri’s nostrils flare, a devilish grin spreading across his lips. “Is that a step we’re taking, sweetheart? Are we moving in that direction?”

I realize that I haven’t said anything about knowing that we’re scent matches and mates. It isn’t rare for a Beta to find a scent match but it’s not all that common either. When my lips curve up in a smile of their own, it seems to relieve the slight tension lingering in the room. “Yes, I want this.”

“Goddess, I’ve been waiting for that.” Then Amiri smashes his lips to mine, Sasha muttering about how he still gets to take me to work.

Chapter seventeen

CAMILA

I mention several times that to make it to work on time—which means at least fifteen minutes before my shift begins at 8 am—that I should just grab a plate and go. Sasha just laughs. Amiri doesn’t even acknowledge my plea and Kolsen drags me into his lap so that I’m straddling one of his legs. If this isn’t an intimate position, I have no idea what is.

I stare at the plate in front of me, suddenly a little too aware of my surroundings to shovel the food into my mouth. Amiri stands across from me and Sasha pulls up a stool at my side, both of them staring at me. It’s Amiri’s stare that has me on edge, a mixture of desire and anxiety swirling around in my chest. “Goddess, I’m never going to get over that innocent look in your eyes,” Amiri muses as he grabs my plate and begins cutting into the little pancakes. Then he holds out his fork with an obscenely thick syrupy bite for me to take.

Nothing about this moment is innocent if the way Kolsen’s cock thickens against my hip is to be explained. Still, I’m curious what will happen next as Kolsen’s arm wraps around my waist and I lean forward to take the several-layered bite into my mouth. Syrup coats my lips and chin, Sasha twisting my face toward him to lick it off.

Then Amiri is back, feeding me another large bite. Kolsen steals my lips this time, taking extra care to clean my chin until I’m nearly vibrating on his lap. “We don’t have time for this,” I hiss. My gaze darts to the clock above the microwave. We need to leave in ten minutes and I don’t have time for another shower.

Amiri chuckles, sliding my plate back toward me. “Then eat. And don’t move. Kolsen might take it personally if you don’t want to sit on his lap.” Kolsen throws a middle finger at Amiri but his arm around my waist tightens all the same.

Sasha leans forward, licking a stray drop of syrup off the corner of my lips. “Kolsen likes cute things, buttercup. And you are fucking adorable. Eat. I’ll ravage you in the car.”

I scrunch up my nose as I start shoveling the rest of the pancakes into my mouth. I never claimed I was a lady. “There will be no ravaging.” Laughter meets my words, the moment comfortable despite the lingering heat and excitement of these new bonds forming between us.

After breakfast, I am surprised when a sleek black car shows up at the edge of the sidewalk, Kolsen explaining that I don’t want Sasha to physically drive me anywhere. While he has a license, his road rage is intense and in a place like Ansdale where most people suck at driving, Sasha makes more poor decisions than good ones.

Both Amiri and Kolsen kiss me goodbye, telling me to behave. It sounds so different coming from them than my father. There’s no way to misbehave at my job unless Sasha were to drag me into the bathroom for a quick morning fuck but I’m not ready for something that public yet.

Ten minutes later, Sasha has me curled up in his lap. It feels comfortable, like we’ve been doing this as lovers for years, not just a day. It’s a little terrifying. “I’m not that awful of a driver, Camila.” He dips his head to rub his nose across my chest. Everyone is going to know that I’ve been spending my time with an Omega. The desire for Amiri and Kolsen to do the same is a lingering thought, one that I won’t be mentioning. It’s too embarrassing to admit that I like being coated in their scents. It’s a primal desire, to want everyone to know that I’m taken.

I shrug it off and address Sasha’s statement. “No, you just react. Maybe more so than others.”

He snorts. “Not exactly. Yeah, people piss me off. It’s when I was close to my heat, though. I’m irritable as fuck, a goddamn terror as Kolsen likes to tell me. I’d be throwing up middle fingers and getting out of the car when an accident happened-”

“Wait,” I sit up a little. “How often were you in an accident?”

“A few times? Enough that Kolsen took my license from me. It wasn’t the accidents, though.” He grits his teeth and I brace myself for a confession. “Fuck, this kinda goes back to the fire. Kolsen, he’s protective.”

This time, I snort. “I gathered that.” Watching Kolsen slam my car hood last night and try to weather his anger told me just how protective that Alpha was of his mates. His gentle but firm touch tells me that he would never hurt me but it’s a little startling when a man that large rages.

“You haven’t seen him at his worst. My ex-Alpha grabbed me while I was nearly in heat and then set the house we had shared on fire. Kolsen rescued me. That’s not a secret but it was everything about him, his anger took over him. That’s all he was. I’m not saying this to scare you, Camila. I’m saying this because I need you to understand that he will protect you at all costs.” Sasha’s hold tightens, his scent morphing into this charred version of his usually sweet one.

“I don’t understand.”

“I rarely drive alone. I work at the same place with my Alphas so Kolsen or Amiri would be the one watching me charge at another driver and they were forced to protect me. Amiri has more control than Kolsen does but not by much. Me not driving is one of many things I can do to protect my pack.”

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