Page 142 of Vegas Baby!

“Whenever you want, angel.” Micah caught me by the ankles and pulled me through the water until I was on his lap.

I nuzzled his jaw with my cheek, scent marking him. “Is right now too soon?”

“Never too soon for me to make you mine.”

The heat was already creeping back in, and I wanted the chance to become his with as much clarity as I could get. “Take me to the nest.”

They dried me quickly and a moment later I was face-down in my mountain of pillows. Micah gripped my thighs, lifting them to an angle we hadn’t played with before so he could slot directly between them and bear the weight of my lower half.

I bit down on one of the pillows, helpless against the torrent of sensation Micah delivered. Every thrust struck the perfect spot inside me that made me see stars.

“Micah,” I panted. His name fell from my lips like a desperate prayer, and my alpha answered it with more speed and deeper strokes. Breathless and twitching, I couldn’t keep it together and spilled a rush of slick all over him, my body trapped in a cycle of pleasure that ricocheted endlessly.

I had ripped clean through the fabric cover on the pillow by the time Micah slammed home and let his knot go. He lay down over my back and sank his teeth into the curve of my throat, offering his forearm to me. I latched on with a vengeance, still unable to catch my breath. I whimpered as the bright sweetness that was Micah filled up my chest and braided itself into my soul, secured just as tightly as the rest of my pack.

Micah rolled us both over, curling up to keep me secure against him. “That’s a lot of love you’ve got in you, angel.”

“Don’t think it’s possible for me to feel anything else right now,” I murmured.

“I love you so fucking much.”

I sighed, stepped in bliss. “I love you, too.”

They lost me to another spike, and I happily slipped under, knowing they would take me to the other side of it safely.

The next time I woke, everyone was asleep. I pawed at Jesse, the burn of the heat not quite giving away just yet.

“Jesse,” I whimpered.

“I’m right here, sweetness.”

“Be righthere.” I pulled him over and spread my thighs for him. He slid in like he belonged there and set an easy rhythm for us.

“How are you feeling?”

“Better if you give me your knot.”

Bryce snorted next to us, rolling over to smooth my hair with an amused smile. “Someone’s insatiable.”

“Are you complaining about that?” Luke’s head popped up on the other side of Bryce.

“Never. It’s cute.”

Jesse stopped me from responding with a distracting flex of his hips. I filled my hands with the generous globes of his ass, digging my nails in for encouragement.

“Harder.”

His next thrust knocked me breathless and Micah slipped his fingers between us to tease my clit. Every word I tried to form broke off in a gasp or moan. I closed my eyes to soak in their touches, letting the last dregs of the heat carry me to a fever pitch.

“Je-sse. F-fuck.” I shuddered and let the pleasure sweep me away. My alpha kept his steady pace. The cadence broke me apart bit by bit and I shattered completely when Jesse knotted me.

When I resurfaced I felt like I’d been run over by a truck in the best way possible. My body ached deliciously, a reminder of everything my pack had done to me.

I stretched luxuriously, arms overhead and toes pointed amid the tangle of limbs. Trapped between Luke and Micah, with Bryce and Jesse’s hands resting on my skin, I was filled with peace.

Micah woke first and kissed me softly. “Is our good girl finally satisfied?”

“Mhmm. In every way possible.”

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