Page 131 of Baseball and Shifters
Not that I’ll be wearing it for long.
I leave the bedroom and find all my mates in the living room. I try to stand back and watch them together, but Lucas senses me the moment I walk into any room.
The heat in his eyes when they land on me is enough to melt my non-existent panties.
“Great game, guys.” I smile.
“Did you see that catch, Moonbeam?” Lucas asks, stepping up to me and pulling me into him by my hips.
“Oh, I saw.”
“Worthy of an MVP prize, I’d say,” he murmurs in my ear, kissing down my neck.
“You the MVP?” Bas scoffs. “What about me? Did you see that hit? Walk-off homer? Total MVP move.”
“You’re both MVPs to me,” I gasp as they assault both sides of my neck.
“Mmmm. I think you’re the real MVP, Firefly,” Bas whispers in my ear.
“And all of you are my prize?” I say back.
“Forever,” Derrick rumbles from beside me.
“And you’re ours,” Liam says.
“Always.” Lucas adds before I’m swept off my feet and carried toward the bed.
This is what I love most about these men. I never wanted to be thought of as a prize to win, but with them, it’s different. I’m theirs and they are mine.
And we’re in this crazy lifetogether. Always.
