Page 70 of Pack Plus Three

I reared back. “You can tell?! Is it obvious?” I squeaked.

“Just to me...and probably to Devon as well.” He looked over to his packmate, who grinned knowingly.

“Nothing to be ashamed of.” Devon shrugged with a smirk of his own. “Though, maybe we shouldn’t let everyone smell how damn good you are.”

“That’s very true,” Jeremy hummed, looking at his packmate before turning to me, kissing the top of my head and leaning down so only I could hear him. “Go have some fun with Devon. I look forward to hearing about it when I come home.”

“You mean...?” I asked quietly, gazing at him with wide eyes. “You’re okay with that?”

Devon had turned to talk to another player briefly, so he wasn’t privy to our conversation.

“I’m more than okay with that,” he said as I chewed on my lip. “In fact, the idea excites me.”

“I thought the bond made you all possessive?”

“Oh, it does.” He nodded. “If any other fucker on my team so much as looks at you, I would be livid. Devon doesn’t count. He’s pack...he’s ours.”

I nodded, trying to let his words sink in. The need was growing—my hormones were a disaster, and I was constantly feeling horny.

Devon was busy in conversation with another sweaty hockey player who smelled like lime pudding, so he didn’t notice me perusing him. He was handsome; that hadn’t escaped my notice. With every day that passed, my curiosity had been growing, and I knew he liked me, so why shouldn’t I go for it?

Deep down, a part of me had known that, when I had bitten Jeremy, I would most likely end up with Devon as well. They were a pack, after all. Nate was the wildcard.

“Just go spend the evening with him, see how it goes. If you don’t want to do anything, you don’t have to,” Jeremy assured me.

“Oh, I want to,” I admitted, my eyes never leaving Devon as he laughed loudly at whatever Lime Pudding had just said.

Jeremy laughed, his lips still touching the top of my head, his arms squeezing around me.

“Good girl . . . now go have fun.”

I want to fuck this alpha who isn’t my bonded mate.

That was all I could think of the entire way home. There was no denying how wet I had become just thinking about Devon.

Then, naturally, my brain veered into what I could do with both Jeremy and Devon. I knew they wanted to share an omega, but did that mean separate alone time or group activities?

My core clenched at the thought of group activities.

I wanted that.

“You’ve been awfully quiet,” Devon said as we pulled into the driveway, turning to me, tilting his head and meeting my eyes. “Are you okay? Was the game too much?” His body was rigid, and he looked worried.

“I’m horny.” I blurted out the words before I even had a single second of thought; otherwise, I would have worded that a hell of a lot better.

Devon’s entire body relaxed, the tenseness escaping his form as an easy smile took over his face. “Well, if that’s the case, I’m happy to help,” he said, the front of his jeans tightening with obvious arousal. The sweet, spicy chai scent intensified with his desire in the small cab of the SUV.

“I...” My mouth opened and closed several times as I attempted to find the words.

“Or I can leave you alone, so you can play with toys in your nest. There’s no pressure,” he said softly.

“I want to,” I admitted quietly. “With you, I mean.”

Devon’s eyes darkened with my admission. “In that case, I think it’s best we get inside. This vehicle is starting to smell like a slick shop, and while I personally love the scent, I think we would have more space inside.”

I nodded dumbly. A car definitely wasn't the ideal place, considering I was the size of a whale.

“Come on. How about a snack and then how about a movie marathon?”

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