Page 87 of Pack Plus Three

Nate narrowed his eyes at me. “Order some real food for us, then we can order dessert.”

I grinned playfully. “We don't have to tell Jeremy.”

“I'm quite attached to my balls, and I fully believe Jeremy will remove them from my body if I don't feed you properly.”

“Ugh. Fine. Spoilsport.” I groaned, looking through the various restaurants. “How about Chinese takeout?”

“Just please order something with vegetables,” he pleaded.

“Does beef and broccoli count?” I asked.

Nate sighed, a long-suffering sigh, even though a smile tugged at his lips. “I suppose it will have to.”

“Good,” I said, tapping the phone screen. “Food is ordered. Now accept that your defeat is imminent!”

Nate didn’t leave me alone until Devon came home many hours later. He excused himself to go sort out some work he needed to hand over to a colleague while Devon dove into the nest.

“It sounds like you two had a good day,” Devon said as I cuddled into his chest, letting his spiced, warm scent seep into me.

“He’s surprisingly good at Scrabble,” I admitted.

Devon’s chest rose and fell under me as he laughed. I looked up at him with a questioning face. “Oh, flower. Nate is excellent at Scrabble. It was his go-to game after he’d had a few drinks. I can't tell you the number of times he has drunkenly played Scrabble and dominated.”

“That little scammer!” I laughed.

“It takes a lot of talent to be able to go toe to toe with him,” Devon said as he gently rubbed my back.

“Oh, I won. He just held his own very well,” I said primly.

“You make me laugh,” he said, before leaning down and placing a kiss on my lips. I wasn't satisfied with the gentle brush his lips. Lightly grabbing his hair, I pulled him in closer and deepened the kiss.

I love being close to my alphas. Having their bodies pressed against mine made me feel secure, wanted, and loved.

Especially when I could feel their arousal digging into me like Devon’s was. Even though I was bloated, sweaty and tired, I still felt desired, far more than I ever had before.

I kissed the underside of his chin, my hand roaming down his chest, slipping under his waistband.

“Fuck, we shouldn’t do anything.” Devon groaned as my hand found his erection, pumping lightly.

“We can take it slow,” I insisted. “Plus, I don’t have to leave the bed at all…” I cooed.

“You’re too damn tempting for your own good,” he said, his eyes firmly on my cleavage.

“Well, give in to the temptation, then. Please, I need you, alpha,” I whimpered.

He closed his eyes and softly cursed. “Fuck… I can’t say no to you.”

“We can be quick.” I grinned at him.

Devon groaned, sitting up. “Hands on the headboard, omega,” he instructed, his voice low and commanding. My stomach quivered at the sound.

I slipped off my shorts, exposing my already soaked pussy to him before doing as I was told.

Presenting myself to him.

“Holy fuck,” he mumbled.

“Yes, fuck.” I nodded eagerly, arching my back so my pussy was thrust towards him.

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