Page 82 of Packed Up In Vegas

“Hmmm, okay, I think. Nowhere near as deep as in the heat, but a little floaty.”

“Floaty is good. We’ve got you.”

“Really?”

“Absolutely. You’re our omega, our Callie.”

She rooted against my neck and pressed a soft kiss to my skin. “I really want to stay. Don’t make me go.”

“Callie, we would never make you go,” promised Kai.

“I can’t do my old life again.”

Amir ran a hand down her back and she sniffled against me. “Eventually we will prove that lapse in judgment won’t happen again. We have to give each other a chance. None of us want you to leave.”

I threaded my fingers into her hair. “We love you being here, even if we haven’t figured everything out yet.”

“Can I have more people cuddling me, please?”

Kai and Amir tucked closer, each draping an arm over her waist and wedging the pillows so we were one big pile.

“Better?” Amir asked.

Callie nodded, taking a big breath and letting it go slowly. “It’s really scary liking all of you so much. I think you’re the only reason I survived what Jerry did, and I hate being scared that it could all go away.”

“You’re stuck with me forever,” Kai said with a touch of humor in his voice.

Callie wriggled around to face him. “I don’t want any of us to be stuck.”

“If I weren’t comfortable being bonded to you, I already would have discussed how we could separate out of each other’s lives once the bond wasn’t fresh anymore and we could stand to be apart. I think we’ll all fit well together; we just need time to grow and learn how to make this work for everyone.”

“I personally can’t wait to be bonded to you,” I told her. “I’ve been thinking about it since you sunk those pretty little teeth into Kai.”

Callie shifted again, the others lifting their arms so she could rise up enough to look down at me. “You really want to be bonded to me?”

“I would do it right now if we didn’t need a heat for it.”

A bond sounded so mystical. Being able to know another person that deeply, to sense their emotions and connect with them in a way that was unlike anything anyone else would know. I wanted that. Plus, bonding Callie would connect me to anyone else bonded to her. If Amir and Miles bonded her too, we’d have that unbreakable connection between all of us. A pack forever.

My omega’s kiss was the sweetest yet, soft and tentative. It was a bit of a marvel how she could go from desperate to fuck us to tentative as hell. In time that dichotomy should ease. If she and I were bonded, she would be able to feel how much I wanted to be with her. Maybe with all of us bonded, she would be surrounded with all the love she needed to feel secure forever. I wanted that for her.

Callie rolled her hips and when it became clear that my knot was no longer keeping her pinned, she slid off and settled back down against me. “Purrs?”

I didn’t have to be asked twice.

“I’m not ready to bond you yet,” said Amir, “but I think we’re growing on each other, and I definitely want the opportunity to get to know you better until we’re both ready to take that step.”

Callie nodded, drawing Amir in for his own kiss before she snuggled against me once more.

I lost track of how long we lay like that until a knock at the door alerted us to Miles’s return.

Callie adjusted only to drape the edge of a blanket over her exposed pussy. “Come in.”

“I see the four of you had fun without me while I was saving our asses.”

“That was your fault for leaving,” I pointed out.

Miles held up a handful of envelopes. “I have gifts for everyone.”

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