Page 119 of Vegas Baby!

“No dying allowed. We have a lifetime of new experiences in store for you.”

Ava grinned, her eyes closed. “I can’t wait.”

“So what do you think?” Micah asked as I was nestled between him and Luke. The video of our pack that Micah had edited over the last couple of days was on the laptop balanced on my bump. I was flushed head to toe, desire thrumming through me like a heartbeat.

I wasn’t feeling up to doing anything about it at the moment, but I was enjoying being steeped in the sensation anyway.

“We lookreallygood,” I whispered, watching my pack unravel me.

“It’s extremely home video compared to what we’re usually in,” said Luke. “One camera limits a lot of the good angles.”

“I still have to see yours to know how it compares,” I said, daring to glance at Luke. “For science.”

“For science? Is that what we’re calling it now? Pretty misleading name for you being pervy on your boyfriend.”

Inner teen Ava was preening like a peacock at Luke calling himself my boyfriend.

“If that’s how we’re doing things, I’m pretty sure you’ve got your PhD in ‘science’ when it comes to me,” I snarked.

“You two really bring out unique qualities in each other,” said Micah. “It’s cute. We can do a side-by-side so you can see what kind of difference being in the studio makes.”

He briefly stole the laptop and opened up one of the videos of him and Luke sharing an omega, muting both and letting them play next to each other on the screen. As hot as ours was, the studio one looked ten times more professional and captured angles that were simply lost in the video we had made.

“This just makes me want to do a studio one now.” I felt both of them staring at me, but I couldn’t look at them at the same time so I kept my gaze fixed on the screen, unmuting the studio one, both alphas tensing as I tilted my head to examine it.

Luke and Micah moved so seamlessly, almost like they could read each other’s minds. The omega was definitely lost in the sauce, deep in her heat while my alphas took care of her.

“Damn,” I whispered as Micah rearranged her into a position I could never hope to achieve. “I’m definitely not that flexible.”

“This is so weird,” Luke mumbled.

I turned it to him. “What is?”

“You’re not territorial at all about seeing us with someone.”

I focused on his face, lacing my fingers with his. “Are you here with me or with her right now?”

“You.”

“And which of us do you love? Me or her?”

“You.” He swallowed hard when I clutched his hand.

“Which of us is the only one who gets to do that with you for the rest of time?”

“Definitely you.”

“Exactly.” I patted his hand. “I know omegas don’t have a reputation for being rational about this kind of thing, and maybe I wouldn’t be if she were right here in front of me, but I’m not going to act territorial when I don’t feel the compulsion. You’remine, not hers.”

It was a bit strange to say that after I had unknowingly been competing with Charlotte for Andrew, but Luke wasn’t Andrew, and neither was Micah. My alphas made no secret of whom they wanted, or that they were willing to upend their entire lives to support me. Maybe I should’ve been more wary after my experiences, but every second with my pack was so radically different from my relationship with Andrew. I wasn’t scared that they didn’t want me anymore.

“While we’re sort of on the subject,” said Micah, “would it freak you out if I said a very particular three-word phrase?”

His smile was sweet and easy, but a touch of nerves was visible in his gaze. I cupped his cheek and drew him in for a kiss, pouring all my affection into it. “I can’t be freaked out to hear it when you make me feel it every day.”

“My omega,” he said softly against my lips, “I love you.More and faster than I thought would be possible.”

I shivered, falling right back into the kiss. “I love you too,” I said when we pulled apart to breathe. “I’m really glad we’re pack.”

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