Page 60 of Players and Pages
There was no going back now. No running scared or hiding myself. They were now going to get every piece of me, just like I was going to get the same from them.
This pack had worked right past every barrier and hesitation with their enthusiasm and charm. I no longer clung to independence, ready to experience life as a claimed omega.
The moment it settled in my chest, my eyes rolled back, my mind and body well and truly spent.
My consciousness returned in a groggy haze. I blinked open my eyes, panic rising when I didn’t recognize the bed I was in.
This wasn’t my room or even my house.
What the hell.
I took a deep breath, my pack’s scents so strong that it fought right through my morning fog and the panic.
A familiar voice was singing a soft song that only helped ground me to reality. I'd know that voice anywhere… it was Jackson. He'd have to sing to me sometime.
"Oh, you're up?" Cy asked as he poked his head out of the bathroom. His hair was dripping with water and he had a towel wrapped around his waist. “I felt you freak out for a second, are you alright?”
My hand moved instinctively to my neck, fingers moving gently over the tender, ridged skin their bites had left behind.
Bonded. We were bonded.
For a moment my brain tried to panic all over again, thinking this was far too soon, but I didn’t even bother to let it take hold. I stood by my choice. We were perfect together and when fate was right, it was an obvious, easy choice.
"Yes. Though, I probably could've slept for days. I just had a moment of panic when I woke up and didn’t know where I was,” I admitted as my eyes roamed over his chest. God, he was fucking perfect.
"We have to get back to Willow Lake for camp. Even if we'd rather stay here with you," he said with a frown.
"I know the feeling. This mattress is really comfy and inviting, but only when we are all here together," I smiled at him.
"Don't tempt me," he groaned dramatically.
“I have to work today, too,” I admitted as I forced myself up, chuckling at his dramatics. I found myself laughing more freely now. They made me feel safe and comfortable… how long had it been since I’d felt that?
"Jackson should be just about done with breakfast if you're hungry."
An incredible night last night then breakfast this morning? An omega could get used to this. Especially if that was bacon I smelled.
"Are you guys real?" I mused as I pulled back the covers, letting out a shriek as I realized that I was still naked. I yanked them back as fast as I could with flaming cheeks.
"Why'd you do that?" Cy asked as he stepped forward, removing the blanket from my body with narrowed eyes. "Don't ever shy away from me, peach. I will kiss every inch of your body to remind you just how sexy I think you are. I thought we showed you that last night."
He opened the bond between us, sending his feelings through to me, raw and unfiltered. The pure lust and pride at being my alpha was so intense it was hard to breathe.
Holy shit. I hadn’t realized just how much I needed to feel that from them. To know, irrefutably, thatIwas what they wanted. All of me.
"So, are you just going to stand there and stare?" I asked with an arched brow. It was taking everything in me not to snatch the blanket back but it was getting easier by the minute.
"Quit tempting me, omega," he said, placing the blanket near me. "If we had the time I wouldn’t hesitate, peach."
Jackson walked in right as Cy let out a groan in defeat. His eyes roamed slowly over me, the bond flooding with even more desire and desperate need.
"Oh, I see dessert is ready." It was funny how intense he felt in the bond, yet how playful he kept his reaction.
I didn't grab for the covers this time. "Cy said we don't have time for that, but I'm starving."
Jackson placed the tray next to me. "Eat up, there’s always tonight."
"I have bookclub at the store tonight," I reminded him as I slid on a discarded shirt and snagging a piece of bacon. "Unless you three want to join?"
