Page 144 of How to Lose a Pack in 10 Dates

“Last chance,” he says. “You know this means everything. There’s no undoing it, no taking it back.”

“I know,” I breathe. “I don’t want to undo anything.”

His thumb brushes my lip. “Then lie back, baby.”

I follow his command, and the bed dips as they move in around me. Cam eases himself between my legs, then kisses along the inside of my thighs, his large, warm hands spreading me open with gentle pressure. His mouth finds the place I need him most, and then—

“Oh,” I gasp, head falling back.

His tongue is precise as he licks slow, steady stripes over my cunt, then circles his tongue over my clit just right before flicking harder and rougher.

Jace’s voice is in my ear, all gravel and heat. “You have no idea how sweet you taste when you’re like this,” he murmurs, palming his cock as it leaks against my hip. “He’s not stopping until you fall apart, baby.”

Wes brushes my hair from my face, his gaze intense and possessive and impossibly tender.

“Look at me,” he says. “Let me see what they’re doing to you.”

I meet his eyes just as Cam suckshard, and that’s it. The orgasm tears through me so fast I don’t even get a warning: just a cry ripped from my throat, my thighs shaking, my whole body going rigid as pleasure crashes through me in waves.

Cam groans against me like he feels it too, and I’m still panting when he presses a kiss to my thigh and looks up, pupils blown wide.

“Perfect,” he murmurs. “You’re so perfect like this.”

Jace kisses my jaw. “And we’re just getting started.”

Cam rises slowly, kissing the inside of my knee before crawling up my body. His chest brushes mine as he moves, and there’s this soft yet hungry look in his warm amber eyes.

“I need to feel you,” he says, voice deeper than I’ve ever heard it. “Need to be inside you.”

I nod, still dizzy from the orgasm he just gave me, already reaching for him as he settles back between my legs. His cock nudges at my entrance, thick and hot and ready, and when he pushes in, we both gasp.

“You feel sogood, Aimee,” he whispers.

He rolls his hips in smooth, greedy thrusts, like he’s trying to memorize every inch of me from the inside. His forehead presses to mine as his hands bracket my ribs, and I can feel the moment building in him; the strain in his voice, the way his hips start to stutter, the low growl vibrating in his chest.

And then he drops his mouth to my neck.

“Still sure?” he murmurs, lips brushing the scent gland just beneath my jaw.

“Yes,” I whisper, already arching for him. “I’m yours.”

“Give him your neck, baby,”.Jace encourages. “Let him have it.”

Wes’s hand curves gently over my thigh. “It’s his right. Yours too. Let it happen.”

Cam’s groan is broken.“Fuck,Aimee. I love you.”

And then he bites.

His teeth sink into my skin as he finally makes his claim. The sting of his teeth piercing through makes me cry out, and my whole body shudders as it crashes through me—his bite, his heat, the possessive, grounding weight of his love and scent sinking into my skin forever.

Jace groans, eyes locked on where Cam’s teeth are still in my neck. “That’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

“You’re ours now,” Wes says, like a vow. “No going back.”

“Mine,” Cam says, licking over the mark and then pressing a kiss to the bruised skin. “You’re mine, Aimee.Always.”

He pulls out and shifts up my body, cock flushed and still rock hard . His fist wraps tight around it.

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