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“Harley, you're mine. Ours. My little omega. I’m sorry if you felt otherwise. I needed to keep a level head. I had to take care of my pack.” He growls into my throat, his teeth nipping at the skin there. I shiver as pleasure throbs at my core. I need him to knot and claim me. He licks my throat, and I suck in a breath.

“Can I kiss you, little omega?”

My back arches, and I don’t wait to answer. I kiss him tenderly on his lips at first and wait for him. He’s the last of them I’m kissing, and his taste is already tattooed to my lips. Apple pie...and raspberries? How did I not scent that before?

I don’t have long to find out. I gasp into his mouth as he consumes me, his tongue meeting mine, stroke for stroke, as I shift on his lap, straddling him and not letting him go. I’m dizzy from his taste. Needing more, I rub my slick pussy against his jeans, soaking him as I chase a release.

I sense the others in the nest, bringing in blankets and pillows from the other house and more of their own tees. I tug on Ace’s shirt, and he breaks the kiss for a moment to strip. I take my last piece of clothing from my body as I press up against my alpha, my nipples rubbing against his chest hair.

My selfless, caring alpha breaks down all his walls for me.

I turn to the door and see them all standing there, waiting...why are they waiting? Oh, for me to invite them in.

“Are you all coming in to play or just standing there, looking pretty?” I tease.

The look on Dash’s face could have melted my panties off—if I had any on. Zayd needs no more invitation as he stalks over to me. Mr. Shy Guy knows what he likes, and that’s me.

Jax moves in swiftly and grabs my wrist as he pulls me toward him. Our mouths meet, and I melt into his kiss.

I want more. I pull Knight closer as I drag my lips from Ace to the soft lips of Knight. He hesitates at first but slowly gives in. So soft and perfect all at once. He cups my face, and our tongues meet. I could kiss Knight forever. My blueberry pancakes. He purrs for me, and I melt into goo.

I feel Ace pull me closer, his bare chest so warm under my fingers. I reach for Zayd, but he pulls away from me. I watch him as he looks at Gage. I shake my head. No, I tell him with my eyes. He won’t judge you. I don’t want him overthinking; his scars make no difference to me. To any of us.

As heated hands skim over my body, the cramps demand that I take a knot.

“I need you all naked. Now,” I demand, and they comply. Never have I seen so many grown men get naked that fast.

Men that are all mine. Holy shit.

I roam my gaze over their naked bodies. Knight lazily strokes himself. Jax and his metal shine under the twinkle lights. Dash and his pretty cock. I lick my lips and watch as he leaks. I grin at him...that’s just from me watching? I cock my head in the silent question, and he groans, more leaking from him. I’ll take that as a yes.

Zayd and his huge cock...god, that alpha is gorgeous. That sexy smile of his as he sees me watching him has me leaking perfume into the room. They all moan.

And Gage...his tattoos are scattered on his arms, but he has a few on his chest I’ve never seen before. Oh...

I stand, extracting myself from Ace and race to him. My hand presses against his chest, over his heart.

“I love you, Harley,” he whispers. I let out a choked sob as he brushes my hair behind my ear and tugs me forward.

“I love you, Gage.”

He bends down and kisses me. It's soft and sweet. When I pull away, I peel my hand from his chest and see my name there, surrounded by a garden. Our garden.

I turn back to the room and look at my nesting materials and whine at my nest. It’s not mine. Not yet. I need them all so much right now, yet I can’t touch them until it's complete.

I start in the far corner, placing pillows and blankets and taking from their now removed clothes to build the perfect nest. The guys just stand there, out of my way, handing me items every so often. I direct them to move around and out of my way as I knead some pillows that are lumpy and place them just so.

I don’t know how longs it’s been when I finally feel like it's done, but I stand there and look around.

Six sets of eyes are on me. And one of the guys still has his jeans on.

I swallow.

“Take off the jeans,” I tell my alpha.

I don’t have a bark, but I can make pants drop.

CHAPTER 28

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