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I bark out a laugh at his silliness. “You’re a glutton for punishment, aren’t you?”
“Oh sweet girl, you have no idea how right you are,” he purrs, causing another burst of my perfume to leak into the air.
Callisto claps his hands across from me, breaking the spell I’d found myself in. “Okay, before this devolves into something we aren’t ready for, let’s switch gears.”
I send him a grateful smile and sink deeper into my chair. As difficult as it is to resist the pull I feel towards these men, I know I’m not ready to jump off the deep end with them yet. Not when the fear of my birth family still controls me.
“Cuddle pile and a movie instead?”
That sounds like heaven. A pile of warm bodies with me at the center wrapped in their scents. I doubt my instincts will let me wash these clothes for at least a month afterward.
The alphas clean up the game and our snack wrappers while Callisto and I gather pillows and blankets to add to the massive pack bed in their hotel room. I’m obsessed with the lingering scent of them in the room. It takes a lot of effort to not dive face-first onto the bed to sniff the sheets.
Nexus lies to my left with Callisto to my right. Nebula and Titan take the ends. Their arms extended across their mates to brush against me in some way. An unfamiliar satisfaction settles in my bones as I melt between them. This feels like home.
They feel like home.
“What type of movies do you usually watch?” Callisto whispers.
I turn toward him and my breath catches from how close his face is. It’s so easy to get lost in his eyes. The jewel tones sparkle with tiny galaxies even in the dim lighting. “I don’t watch a lot of movies,” I quietly reply. My eyes wander over his face taking in the light array of barely there freckles spread across his cheek and nose. A sweet smile spreads across his cheeks revealing the most adorable dimples. He’s so handsome.
“Not a TV person?”
I shake my head slightly. “I do watch TV. I usually watch crime dramas. Are you a movie person?” Callisto’s cheeks turn a thrilling shade of pink as he admits he prefers binge-watching reality TV over a movie marathon. “Like game shows or competition shows?” I ask.
Getting to know these little tidbits about him fills me with joy. I’m not used to sharing much about myself with others or having anyone take an interest in me, which is how I usuallyprefer things to be. With them it's different. I want them to know me, the real me. Which is as thrilling as it is terrifying.
“Um, sometimes.” Callisto clears his throat awkwardly as he glances at the TV where the alphas are scrolling through movie options and arguing over what to choose. “My favorite is First Glance Pack.”
My eyebrows raise with his answer. I’ve heard of the show. It’s newer, only in its third season. “The show where an omega is randomly matched with a pack and meets them at their bonding ceremony?”
Of course, the omega gets to smell their scent cards first and can veto them if it biologically isn’t a good match. No one would agree to bond with a pack whose scents made them nauseous.
“That’s the one. I like watching the packs learn to adjust to their new lives together. Getting to know each other and learn to navigate their relationships.” He seems so shy about admitting he watches the show and I can’t help but to fall a little for this adorable beta. As if I would judge him for enjoying one of the world's most popular television shows.
“I haven’t seen it,” I murmur. “Maybe we’ll have to watch it together.” Callisto lights up at my suggestion. His fingers brush against my wrist before he intertwines them with mine.
I can’t hide my smile as I lean my head against his shoulder and turn my attention to the TV where a newer comedy movie is starting. The fear of my family finding me is still too strong for me to consider voicing my desire to belong to their pack aloud, but I’m not going to hold myself back from getting to know them.
Lex was right, they should make decisions about their lives themselves.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
NOW PLAYING: AQUARegia- Sleep Token
Sunlight streams against my eyelids, making my nose wrinkle from the unexpected brightness. My mini-nest is usually dark and moody. Blinking my eyes open, I suck in a breath when I remember falling asleep in the bed with Pack Graves while we were watching movies.
Soft snores fill my ears where Nexus lays behind me. His arm is firm but warm beneath my head, his hand stretched out to tangle in Callisto’s hair. The sweet beta’s face rests close enough I can feel the puff of his breath against my forehead. His mouth slack and slightly open as he sleeps. My finger traces the edge of his jaw and down his nose, careful not to actually touch his skin so I don’t wake him.
My bladder protests my lack of urgency so I shift to crawl from the tangle of their limbs. The hand resting on my stomachflexes. I still, barely breathing when I realize my shirt has ridden up so those calloused fingers are pressing against bare skin. Biting back a moan at the feeling of the large hand splayed across my skin, I follow the limb to see Nebula wrapped around Nexus’ back. His arm is stretched over his packmate’s hip to reach me.
Taking a breath to steady myself–and hopefully get my horny hindbrain to take a chill pill–I try to wiggle down the bed, only to freeze when Nexus grinds his very erect cock against my ass. A soft moan slips past my lips at the feeling and I silently curse myself for not making sure I had an alarm set so Lex could bring me back to the bus.
These men are too tempting for my own good. I’m too close to giving in, tossing caution to the wind, and having my wicked way with all four of them. Something I absolutely cannot do with so many secrets still between us.
“Here,” Titan’s voice is thick with sleep as he offers me a hand. He’s standing at the end of the bed in nothing but a pair of obscene gray sweatpants. Drool pools in my mouth seeing the thick outline of his morning wood. He chuckles, bringing a burning heat to my cheeks. My eyes shoot up to meet his and I relax seeing only amusement and a touch of desire in his dark orbs.
Taking his hand, I let him pull me from the bed. His massive hands grip my elbow to steady me on my feet before he steps back. His lips twitch into a half smile before he nods and heads out into the main room of their suite.
