“I love you, Kitten.” Sloane cuddles up to my side, tucking his face into my neck, right next to the mate mark he just gave me.
“I love you, sweetheart.” Aiden does the same on my other side, brushing his lips against my other mate mark.
I close my eyes, emotion stuck in my throat.
“I love you the most,” Emmett teases, draping his body on top of Aiden. All of their hands rest on my belly.
“I love you all too,” I rasp. “So much it hurts. But it’s a good kind of hurt. Thank you for choosing me, for choosing us.”
“It was the easiest choice we’ve ever made,” Sloane murmurs.
“And by far the best,” Aiden adds.
All three of these men changed my life for the better. Before, I chose to live, not for myself, but because I couldn’t stand to hurt my sister if I were to leave this earth.
Now every day I wake up, I choose me and the life I’ve built. To be the best mother I can be to my baby girl. To be the best Omega and lover to my pack.
I live for them, too. Because the idea of hurting them, causing them pain, makes me hurt.
They are my everything, my heart, my soul, my family. The pack I never wanted, but sure as hell am overjoyed to have. This isn’t how I thought my life would turn out, but I’m more than happy it did.
My past tried to taint my future, but these men saw something in me that I didn’t see in myself.
I owe them everything.
They chose me, and I will choose them, every single day.
Epilogue
Lexi
“Breathe, baby,” Sloane encourages me. “In and out. In and out.”
“Fuck. You!” I scream, staring at him with wide eyes. “Youfucking breathe.”
“I knew sex was a bad idea.” Aiden sounds panicked, his eyes on the road as he drives me to the hospital.
“Then no more sex for you,” I snap back.
“Lexi, Peaches. Look at me.” Emmett and Sloane are with me in the back seat. “We love you. You’re going to be okay.”
“This is your fault,” I cry out as another contraction hits me. “Oh god!”
They both let out choked sounds, probably because I’m squeezing their hands so hard that even mine are hurting.
When the pain passes, I glare at Emmett. “Your cock is never coming anywhere near me again. That goes for all of you!”
“Kitten, that's not fair,” Sloane groans. “We love your pussy.”
“When you carry a baby for nine months and push it out of your dick, then you can have an opinion,” I growl back.
“Ouch. That sounds painful.”
I gape at him. “And you don’t think pushing a fucking watermelon out of my vagina is going to hurt?” I scream back.
“Wait, we’re having a watermelon? I thought we were having a baby?” He grins.
“Dude, no. Now isnotthe time for jokes,” Emmett hisses.
