Page 139 of Vegas Baby!

“What’re we doing out here?”

I slipped down to one knee and his eyes widened, before he dropped down too, collecting me into his arms before I even had a chance to speak. “I kept waiting for the perfect moment to ask you, and I know it’s kind of silly since we’ve already talked about bonding during this heat, but I would really love it if you were my fiancéandmy bondmate.”

“Angel, I ammorethan ready to be your fiancé. I was planning to ask you myself when I was the only one left, but I tried to be patient and let you ask in your own time.”

“I’m sorry I made you wait.” I breathed in his crisp apple scent and offered him the final ring from the set.

“Don’t be. I’d wait forever for this moment. I love you and I want your ring on my finger as much as I want my mark on your skin.”

“Quit hugging me, then, so I can put it on you.” I giggled as he rotated me and sat down, settling me on his lap before offering his hand.

“I can do both at once.”

I slid the ring onto his finger, indulging in the sound of his purr. “I can’t wait for forever with you.”

“No time like the present to start. Why don’t we get you back inside so I can show off my new bling?”

“I could be persuaded.”

Micah shot to his feet, holding me bridal style while I laughed and clung to him. He carried me into the living room where the others were waiting. Micah’s grin was infectious. “Guess who finally joined the elite team.”

“Happy to have you aboard,” said Bryce with a smile.

I snuggled down between the two of them when Micah set me down.

“What are we watching?” I asked.

“Your debut.” Micah winked at me before hitting a button. He and Luke filled the screen.

Tension instantly permeated the air, my mouth going dry as I watched my alphas carefully strip me down on the big screen. I squirmed, squeezing my thighs together.

Micah’s warm breath ghosted over my ear and I couldn’t stop my moan when his lips slid over my throat. “I can’t wait to be able to bond you, angel.”

A shiver rolled through me when Bryce leaned in from my other side, his mouth taking the same exquisite journey as Micah’s. I closed my eyes, body already throbbing with desire, set off by my own sounds on the video as much as I was by my alphas’ touch.

I whined softly. Jesse slipped around the back of the couch and slid his hands down my body and back up, tracing my curves like he was committing them to memory. Warm palms glided up my legs, and I opened my eyes to Luke kneeling in front of me. My whine became a whole lot more insistent, breath turning into panting. Between the surround sound on the speakers and my alphas everywhere at once, I was done for.

Jesse tipped my head back, capturing my mouth while Luke tugged my panties down. My skin was awash with goosebumps, my pussy tingling as Micah pulled down the neckline of my dress and kissed his way over my shoulders, Bryce doing the same. His fingers walked a burning trail down my body to play with my clit. I bucked hard against his hand, desperate for more.

Luke shifted my hips, filling his hands with my ass cheeks, Micah lifting the hem of my dress, and Bryce using his fingers to spread me open. A bone-deep moan swept over me when Luke got his tongue on me. The air was saturated with citrus, apples, roasted chestnuts, cranberries and rum, all seamlessly blended with my own scent. I locked trembling fingers into Luke’s hair, struggling to catch my breath. Jesse allowed me sips of air between kisses I felt down to my toes.

Knowledge of the English language melted out my ears with every sweep of Luke’s tongue. An incoherent string of whimpers and groans fell from my lips.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” Micah whispered, his words echoing what came through the speakers as if he had timed it perfectly. His teeth grazed my earlobe, sending a cascade of sensation through me.

Luke was in no hurry; that much was obvious with how lazy his pace was.

“You’re being mean,” I whined.

“Who is, sweetness?” Jesse asked, nuzzling my cheek.

“Luke.” My pout lasted only a second before Jesse kissed it right off my lips.

“I’m trying to ease you in,” Luke defended.

“More,” I demanded.

“Are you going to bring out your claws, kitten?”

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