Page 144 of Three of a Kind

Snagging the phone, I hang up and toss it aside. “Have I told you today that you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen?”

Brooklyn giggles. “I swear, you, Maverick, and Gunner are in a contest to see who can say it first every day.”

I shrug because I’m not going to lie about that.

And I do like to win.

“It’s still true.” I brush my lips over hers. “Love you, Mama.”

Epilogue

Gunner

Another Year Later

Istill hate New York. We came up as one big convoy with Locke, Ranger, Tanner, and Laken since Locke wanted to be here to see Bless get married.

They had it easier than us, with only one kid and one dog. It’s definitely an adventure with double that, but Brooklyn wasn’t about to miss this.

Brooklyn and Bless still have a very sisterly bond.

Many times over the last year, I thought Bless was going to snap and try to kill Kostov…or maybe the other way around.

The now-happy pack bumps and grinds on the dance floor. Stacia laughs at something Aleks whispers in her ear. Kostov and Bless are next to them, and Bless isn’t slapping his hand off her ass. That probably says it all.

Hell, they had a legally binding ceremony.

They must be happy.

I snag my beer off the high-top table, glancing around for my packmates.

The kids are with my mom, and it’s the first real chance we’ve had to let loose. Not that a Russian mob wedding is the place to relax…

My head tilts.

Where the fuck are my packmates?

My dick pulses, and Brooklyn’s arousal hits me in the bond.

I tug out my cell phone to check Maverick’s location.

This fucking hotel is like a maze, and even though the location is normally scary accurate, I have better luck following the bond.

I’d know Brooklyn’s gasping moans anywhere. Even through the door that says Employees Only.

Twisting the handle, I shove my way inside. It must be an employee changing room combined with a bathroom.

My entire focus settles on Brooklyn. Maverick has her stretched out over one of those tiny couches. Maybe it’s called a chaise lounge. He’s got his face buried in her cunt as she writhes.

Noble nods and grins from his spot above Brooklyn’s head. “Don’t worry. I felt you getting closer and unlocked it for you.” He immediately bends back down to kiss our omega. It’s a good thing, because she’s getting kinda loud.

I spin around and relock the door. Turning back to the others, Brooklyn shakes and claws at Maverick’s head. My cock throbs in my suit pants.

I work on my belt and getting my button and zipper open as Maverick works her through her release. Shoving my boxer briefs down, I wrap my hand around my cock and give it a solid jerk.

Brooklyn’s arousal has flooded the small room with her scent, and my vision goes foggy.

Maverick pulls Brooklyn up and kisses her. His dick is out, much like my own, with the front of his suit pants open. “Hands and knees,” he growls, standing up and helping her flip over. He glances at me. “Are you coming?”

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