Page 113 of Too Tempting

Like a child, I jump on the bed a few times before jumping into the waiting arms of Cameron and Emmett.

Cameron doesn’t speak. He just kisses me everywhere his lips can touch and Emmett gives me the boyish grin I fell in love with.

“This feels fucking wild,” he says.

“It’s amazing.”

“It is,” Dom says from the other side of the bed. Looking at us like he won the lottery. Which I guess, looking at us, he sure did.

Cameron is slowly sliding his body against mine, looking for friction, looking for something. I turn around so Emmett is now at my back.

“Cameron, are you okay?”

“Mine,” he says, looking at my bond marks with affection and lust.

“That’s right, and you’re mine. We’re all each other’s. How do you feel?”

He doesn’t answer with words and instead surprises me by spreading my legs and making way for him to push himself inside of me.

“Yeah, heat’s started,” Emmett says behind me. I grin at myself.

I’m a brilliant genius. This is just what I wanted. I let Cameron enter me, which spins off to so many hands, limbs, mouths intertwining with each other. Cameron’s heat is unlike mine at Heat Haven, and I’m so happy we could give this to him.

The days are filled with passion, debauchery, naps, and so much cum. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Cameron shows no jealousy when others are together. He doesn’t beg to be marked. His contentment is palpable and wonderful. We work together in helping Cameron through his heat and still basking in the afterglow of each other’s bonding.

3 Days Later

Coming out of a heat is like going into hibernation and the first glimpse of the sun is jarring. It’s late fall, but they’ve begun digging the hole for the pool which I will get to enjoy next summer. So I’m content.

I’m wrapped in the blanket Liv gave me all those weeks ago with a cup of Earl Grey in my hands as warm arms wrap around my waist.

I know immediately that it’s Emmett as he holds me close to his chest. “How you feeling, sugar?”

Leaning back against his chest, I grin. “I don’t even know the words. Amazing, fulfilled, happy beyond words. You?”

“The same.” He squeezes me tighter. “How’d I get so lucky?”

“All of us are lucky.”

“This is true.” He points out to the pool. “Are you already gearing up for summer?”

“I can’t wait till the pool is done and for it to be warm again.”

“I have a feeling that this summer is going to be the best one yet.”

“How so?” I ask. I’m nearly ready to fall asleep against his chest. Heats are exhausting for all parties.

“I think by then we’ll be growing the pack even more, don’t you think?”

I spin in his arms, almost scolding my hand in eagerness. “You mean it? You can’t joke around about stuff like that, Emmett Hampton.”

“About that, I think we’re all Bosch’s now.”

“Shyla’s going to change her name?” I ask, shocked. I never really brought it up. I didn’t care if we all had the last name or hyphenated.

“It’s her mother’s name. She just wants us all to be happy.”

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