“Sin, baby, you said fuck. You must be serious.”
I throw my head back and laugh. Dominic spins me around until my back is to my nest before he lets me to my feet.
My feet are barely on the ground, and I am on my tippy toes, slinking towards Hendrix. “I’ve waited for you for a long time, Hen.” I start unbuttoning his shirt. His breathing gets choppy, but he doesn’t speak. Although he uses his eyes to tell me a whole lot of promises.
I peel his shirt off, running my hand along his shoulders until he is shirtless. His body is honed marble, his skin light toffee highlighted by the dark hair on his chest and trailing down past the zipper of his suit pants. I want to explore him more, but for now I focus on trailing my fingers from one side of his body to the other, stopping to trace the words inked across his heart: ‘I know love because of you.’
I press my lips to the italicised words and get swept up in the discovery that this sometimes-hard man has such a big, beautiful heart. He catches me, a hand behind my neck, the other under my butt so I stay eye level with him. “I knew you were coming for us, Simona. Those words aren’t about them, and they never were. It was my reminder that everything we have been waiting for would happen when, and as, it should. I never had any doubt about us finding each other. Ever.”
Emotion bubbles up. I let it shine in my eyes as I keep our gaze locked and I lean down to press a kiss to his heart. Giving my thanks to this beautiful Alpha.
“Make me yours, Hendrix? Then I’d like Ryder to do the same, so we will finally be a pack. Please?”
“Simona…” he warns, and I know it’s not because of doubt. His hesitation comes from Hendrix’s need to provide and care. He is checking that this is what I want, for me, and no other reason. And it is.
I stare into his eyes, using as much bravado as I can muster to challenge him. “I’m not taking one step outside ofmynest withoutyourbonding mark on my body, Hendrix. I wish I could say our future will be easy. But it won’t. Being yours though, is the easiest decision I’ve never had to think about.”
Pushing out of his arms, I take a step away before unbuttoning Ryder’s shirt and dropping it before stepping out of my dress, standing in front of them.
Of course it’s intimidating. I want them to look at me andnot see my trauma. Mentally I’m okay, struggling a little but I want to clear this hurdle. I have to, which is why I keep standing in front of them completely naked when all I want to do is hide under the covers.
I’m powerless to stop myself, crossing my legs. I start to shrink as the urge to hide gets more pronounced the longer I stand before them. My arms snake and criss-cross hiding my stomach and all the places I have been hurt.
“Sin, baby,” Ryder says, and I latch onto his voice. “You have the most incredible body. Arms up to heaven above, and spin slowly for me, yeah?”
He gets a shaky yeah, and a wobbly turn. With my back to them I squeeze my eyes shut, scrunch my face in frustration before I let out one last breath. Turning back around, they’re closer. So close I bump into them.
Dom runs his hand along mine, interlacing our fingers, Hendrix does the same with the other, then Ryder gets involved, brushing my hair off my face. Together they work until I have no shadows to hide in.
Ryder’s hand moves. He spreads his hands around my waist before hovering his mouth over mine. “I’ve never seen anything more fucking incredible than you. I want to bite you, here.” He presses a finger on a bad memory only I can see. His touch is like a promise to make it better. “But I also want to bite you here.” Another squeeze.
It’s a game he uses as we move as one to my nest. And then I don’t fall backwards, Hendrix and Dominic lower me until I’m lying back on my nest, and no longer wondering if I’m beautiful.
Without saying anything, Ryder and Hendrix swap spots. Ryder is on my left. And Hendrix stays standing near my feet. Dominic drops to his knees and moves one of my arms up above my head, keeping it there.
Hendrix waits until I look at him before unfastening hisbelt, then his pants—making me watch with bated breath as he undresses completely. Once bare, he moves opposite Dominic, taking my arm and holding it above my head.
“Spread out like a fucking angel,” he muses, a dangerous smile tugging on his lips. “Our perfect woman and our ideal Omega. No one will ever compare to your beauty, sweetheart,” Hendrix says before he guides my legs open with a soft touch of his hand on my thighs. He kneels between my legs, crawling up slowly, caging me in.
He trails his hand down his body. I watch him the whole time. His hand wraps around his length. He’s already hard, his knot swelling. And then he starts to move his fist up and down his length. Over me.
Ryder does the same.
Dominic too.
Until I’m surrounded by them. From above me they stop hiding their designation, becoming more Alpha than man. They scent up, so a mix of them—honey, old, printed book, and thunderstorm—fills the air so much it kisses my skin and fills my lungs with each breath I take.
“Open your legs wider, sweetheart. Show us your gorgeous slicked up cunt. Your pretty mouth too. Your Alphas are going to paint your skin with our come before I flip you onto your knees and slam my knot so far into your sweet fucking body that you scream our house down while I pack you,” Hendrix barks.
Pure Alpha.
Chapter
Thirty-Eight
HENDRIX
Simona’s eyes are crystal clear, brimming with clarity and certainty. Both are so very attractive on her but even more breathtaking is the obvious lack of Brody.
