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Ian was the first to shift, followed by the rest of us, but as I was about to pull on my jeans, goose bumps filled my skin. I was being watched. “What?” I said, not able to help the smile pulling at the corners of my mouth. I liked being watched by them. I could only hope they enjoyed the view.

My mates had no shirts on, and I was hit in the chest with how beautiful each of them was in his own way. Artemis took a slow step forward, his foot pressing into the grass slowly, like a predator stalks his prey. “Kitten, we want you to come home with us. To our suite.”

Neo growled. “To our bed.”

Chapter Twenty

It happened so fast yet felt as if it had been decades, centuries in the making. I knew these men in the marrow of my bones and yet making love to them was terrifying. They were handsome and athletic and smart and kind and every dream I’d ever had come true. Far more than I’d ever dared to dream, actually.

I stood in the doorway of Neo’s bedroom, the three males in front of me, waiting for me to make the first move. They didn’t have to tell me that for me to know. They would never do anything I didn’t want, and if I said I was going home, that would be fine. If I said I wanted to sleep together, just sleep, that would be fine, too.

But that was not what I wanted. I wanted them in every way, and in order to show them that, I did the bravest thing I could think of. Sure, they’d seen me naked when we shifted, but this was entirely different. I undressed and turned slowly in a circle. “This is me, and all I have to offer you.”

“Kiki, kitten, you are our everything.” Artemis spoke for them all, and then they were nude somehow, very fast, and leading me to the king-sized bed. I had a vague thought that it was lucky I hadn’t invited them to my room. Even without a roommate who would probably object to having to wait in the hallway while I entertained my mates. Or at least not enjoy the waiting.

But this bed was large enough to accommodate us all, and my mates curled around me, kissing and touching and whispering things to me until I no longer knew which was which in the dimness of Neo’s elegantly appointed bedroom.

But when Ian lifted me on top of him, I had to say, “I’ve never…”

“Shh.” He kissed me, long and deep, and when we parted, he said, “Neither have I. Or any of us. We all waited for our mate.”

And then he was inside me, and it didn’t hurt like I’d heard it would the first time. It was only pleasure, stretching yes, but I was so wet, so ready for them, I just had to relax and let things happen. He gripped my hips and raised me up, lowered me, going deeper each time until I thought I was not going to be able to fit him all. He moved faster, and I was breathing harder, tightening around him and crying out his name before he filled me and pulled me down to pierce the side of my throat and mark me his.

I was still panting when he handed me off to Artimis who tucked me under him and made love slowly, even when I begged him to move faster, speaking words both naughty and loving and driving me to two or maybe three orgasms before finding his own paradise and adding his mark to the other side of my throat.

That left only Neo who drove inside with speed and a contained force that had me writhing under him, lost in the endless bliss of not just sex but the arms of the males gifted to me by Fate. Me who thought I would never have anyone, and they wanted to mark me theirs. To show everyone I belonged to them.

When he marked me, something inside me changed. Altered in a way I couldn’t explain if I tried. The lost little girl in the system clung to the hope of a new and happy future, but the woman blossoming here knew it was more than just a hope. I loved them so much, I wanted to shout it from the rooftop and also hold them close and keep everything between us, too precious to expose.

Fate had truly been kind to me. And I would be forever grateful.

Chapter Twenty-One

I woke up late, but who could blame me? After a night in bed with three mates, mating, marking, and everything that went along with that, it was amazing I didn’t sleep the clock around. Unlike my dorm room, the suite occupied by these three was pretty deluxe, at least as far as the furnishings and electronics. Of course, beyond the common area and the bathroom, I had only seen the inside of Neo’s bedroom. And nothing in there could be picked up at Ikea or wherever the school shopped for the furniture it provided the rest of us with.

Stumbling out into the living room with a sheet wrapped around me, I found Neo sitting with a cup of coffee. Because unlike Dahlia and me, the guys had a kitchenette that held a refrigerator and an espresso machine. “You don’t cook in here, do you?” I asked.

“No. Why would we?” He held out his arms and I moved into them. “Want a coffee?”

“Can I have a sip of yours?” Because in order to make me a cup, he’d have to stand up and I had no desire to get off his lap.

“I don’t know. Are you going to be the kind of mate who wants to drink from our cups and take a taste of everything we order to eat in a restaurant?” He nibbled on my earlobe, and I shivered.

“It’s all very new to me.” I eased the cup from his grip and brought it to my lips. “But I think I might be.”

“That’s good.” Ian came in from another room and plopped down next to us. “Sharing is a good thing.” He pressed his lips to mine. “Good morning, mate.”

“Oh, say that again.”

“Good morning?” He stroked my cheek. “Or mate?”

“That one.”

“How about if it comes from me?” Artemis appeared from another door. Must be their bedrooms. “Mate.”

I sighed. “All of you. Is this real? Because this lonely girl is overwhelmed with what happened between us all last night.”

“This is certainly real.” Sitting on my other side, Artemis cupped the back of my head and drew me in for a long, slow, drugging kiss. “Mmm. How soon can you move in?”

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