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I finally pass him off to Andrea. “We’ll have a good time,” she promises me.

“I’m sure you will.” I give her a grateful nod, then look over at the others. “I’m driving,” I announce, my tone brooking no argument.

Chapter 25

Lily

The men all stick close to me as we leave the arena, surrounding me protectively like a phalanx of bodyguards. I’m glad for it though, because I don’t want anyone but the four of them looking at me or touching me right now.

Despite what I’ve read and what I learned at the ORD offices, I didn’t know quite what to expect from my first heat, and it’s all so much more intense than I ever imagined. I feel as if someone switched every single nerve ending in my body to the highest setting, and the sensory overload is threatening to short-circuit my brain.

I’m hot and flushed, and even though there are people around, there’s a wild part of me that wants to beg my Alphas to fuck me right here and now.

By the time we get to the car, my knees are wobbly, and Miles and Lawson have to help me into the back seat, situating me between them as Knox climbs in behind the wheel and Cruz slips into the front passenger seat.

Knox switches on the ignition and pulls out of the staff and player parking lot. I sit with my fingers tapping anxiously against my legs, dragging in breaths through my nose and exhaling through my mouth.

“Fuck, Lily.” Cruz’s voice is tight. “Your scent is killing me.”

“Tell me about it,” Knox grunts, gunning the engine as we leave the arena behind.

“At least you’ve already been inside her tonight,” Lawson groans. He reaches over as he speaks, resting a hand on my thigh and squeezing. I think the gesture is meant to be soothing, but his hand on my body only makes the electric feeling inside me surge higher.

I whimper softly, my legs spreading of their own accord, and Miles puts his hand on my other leg. It’s like he’s closing come kind of circuit, completing a loop, because with both of them touching me, I feel more grounded—although I also feel so much more needy.

“Please,” I whisper.

“Please what?” Miles’s tone is mild, but there’s something in his voice that makes me shiver, a hint of the dominant side he’s shown before. “Tell us what you want, red.”

“I want…” I lick my lips. “I need…”

When it’s clear that I’m too lost in my arousal to form a complete sentence, Miles doesn’t push for it. Instead, he leans in closer, his breath tickling my ear.

“Do you know what I want?” he murmurs. “I want to see Lawson fuck you. Right here on the back seat. I want you to get down on your elbows and knees and show him that luscious ass of yours, then beg him for his cock.”

Heat shoots straight through me like a flash of lighting, and I whimper, turning suddenly to crush my lips against Miles’s mouth. He kisses me back for a second, hungry and fierce, then grips my hair and tugs me back. His hazel eyes glint in the dim light from outside the car as he lifts one eyebrow.

“As much as I love kissing you, that’s not what I told you to do.”

He’s right, and even though his lips tasted so damn good, I don’t go in for another kiss. Instead, I lift my legs onto the seat and go up onto all fours, facing him. It’s a bit awkward to maneuver in a moving vehicle, but I’m so fucking determined that I’d make it work even if I had to twist myself into a pretzel. Miles and Lawson both move a bit to give me room, and I can feel Lawson’s hands on my ass, tracing the swells and curves of it.

“You have a body made for this,” he whispers reverently, squeezing my cheeks and making me gasp. “Made to be worshipped. Soft in all the right places.”

His hard on presses against my ass as he reaches around to undo my pants, working them off along with my panties just like Knox did earlier. Knox’s cum and my slick are still smeared between my thighs, and when Lawson catches sight of it, he groans.

His fingers glide through the slickness before slipping into my entrance, as if he’s trying to stuff his pack mate’s cum back inside me.

That thought drives me wild, and I bump back against his hand desperately, impaling myself deeper on his fingers and wishing so badly that it was his cock.

“She needs you,” Miles says, reaching over to cup my chin. “Stop wasting time and fuck her already.”

“Damn.” Lawson chuckles, but I can hear the rustling sound of him getting his own clothes out of the way. “Bossy when it comes to sex, aren’t you?”

Miles tilts my chin up, meeting my gaze even as he answers his brother. “You have no idea.”

A small smile pulls at his lips, and I grin back, anticipation giving my heart a fluttery feeling. These Alphas have never had an Omega before, and as far as I know, they’ve also never shared a woman before, so they’re all about to get a new glimpse into each other’s personalities.

Honestly, I’m so grateful that they’ve all got such a strong bond already and that they trust each other so much. Because I need all of them, and I have a feeling my heat would be torture if they were averse to sharing me this way.

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