“I’m sure people would love that,” I say, scrunching my nose. “One of my pins was stabbing me. It’s fixed now.”
“Good.”
Cassidy walks me back toward the chair I was just sitting in until we both tumble into it with a giggle.
“Already missing me?” I ask, hiking up my skirt until I’m straddling her lap.
“Always,” she says, smirking as she kisses me. “I saw my parents just now. My mother was unpleasant as usual.”
“Do I have to behave?” I ask her. “I’m sure there’s a lot I can do to make her vastly uncomfortable.”
“Devious. I kind of like it.”
“Cassidy, why do women take forever in here?—”
Ansel’s outburst announces his entrance, and Shiloh hides his smile as he sees me.
I can feel myself beginning to get wet and I whimper before realizing it’s only partly my body.
“Where’s Bellamy?” I ask.
“You smell good,” Ansel groans, inhaling deeply.
“He’s making out with Abbott,” Cassidy says unapologetically.
“Good, but he’s making me turned on,” I say, shivering as I feel goosebumps rising on my skin.
“We can’t have that,” Shiloh teases, locking the door to keep people out.
“I was promised an orgasm,” Cassidy says primly. “I think these chairs are the perfect place for one. Want to join me, Winter?”
“I…ah, yes?”
“You’re so prim and proper sometimes, Precious,” Shiloh teases her. His cheek rubs against mine as he hugs me, and I moan as my nipples begin to pebble. “I bet sex is very interesting for you two, isn’t it, Winter?”
“Everything is heightened because of the soul bond,” I admit. “I dreamed about orgasms when Bellamy was with Ansel.”
“Did you?” Ansel asks, pushing his dark hair back with his fingers.
He leans against the wall to discuss this with me, his tattoos completely hidden by his tux. His tan skin looks good against the white of his starched shirt as he grins at me, completely unrepentant that I also came in my dreams.
“We know your heat will appear in its own sweet time. I don’t want either of you to be worried about it when it happens. Consent is still required. That’s how things started when I found Bellamy in the middle of the night, and when he bit me, he worried he’d crossed a line. We’re all going along with your flow, not ours.”
“Accidental bite or not, we’re yours,” Cassidy adds sweetly. “Now, I think our alphas should help us work off some of this sexual tension since it’s all Abbott’s fault. You can join in on pack tradition.”
“Tradition?!” I squeal as Shiloh picks me up.
“Orgasms at the boring charity events,” Ansel smirks, straightening as he prowls in my direction.
Shiloh puts me down on the chair next to Cassidy, kissing me until I’m breathless. I can feel Bellamy’s passing curiosity, and I grin as Shiloh moves so that Ansel can drop to his knees in front of me.
“Shall we blow Bellamy’s mind from here, Princess?” he teases me. I love that Bell bonded with Ansel first. He seems to understand what he needs, and is willing to goad him into it.
My stepbrother is stubborn as fuck.
“We shall,” I giggle, watching as he pushes my dress up my legs, kissing them as he exposes more skin.
Cassidy gasps and I glance over to find that Shiloh is using teeth as he kisses.
