“What do you need, gorgeous?” Ben asked.
“To put on scent-blocking underwear,” I responded, cheeks heating.
I may have added an extra swing in my hips as I walked into my closet, enjoying the groans from my alphas.
* * *
“Let me hear the plan again,” Cam said, his body pressed close to mine in the backseat. His arm was around my shoulders, and his eyes kept flitting to my cleavage.
Ben and I both groaned.
“Are you worried about my short-term memory?” I asked, elbowing Cam’s side.
He responded by wrapping both arms around me, pulling me as close as my seatbelt would allow. “Please humor me, baby girl.”
His body vibrated with tension. Cam was making an effort and I wanted to do what I could to put him at ease.It’s called compromise, not that I’ve experienced that before.
“We’ll all go in together,” I started to say before the view out the window distracted me. Icy cold tendrils gripped my chest as we drove past Glen Jacoby’s home. Many wealthy packs lived in Forestside, where I’d grown up, but I hadn’t expected us to pass by his mansion on the way to Pack Turro’s.
“Josie?” Cam prompted, running his finger down the side of my face.
I blinked, turning back towards him with a smile I hoped was convincing.
“After we have eyes on the contact, Theo and I will look at the paintings,” I continued. “I’m going to pretend to be interested in buying one. The contact will move to either get drinks or food. Cam will go to the food station, and Ben will get drinks. One of you will do the handoff, and then both will return with food and drinks for me.”
“You will not—”
“Go anywhere without one of us by your side,” Ben and I finished in unison.
Cam growled, pulling me closer. “Brat,” he murmured in my ear.
A delicious shiver went through me and goosebumps broke out across my skin.
“Fuck,” Theo said as we turned into Pack Turro’s long, circular driveway. “Whatever you just said to her, say it again when we’re home.”
I giggled, realizing I wasn’t embarrassed by my arousal. I wanted Cam to know I was aroused because maybe he would finally do something about it. I thought having sex would quiet down my desire, but all it had done was stoke the flames. I felt hot and needy.
My cheeks heated as memories of last night flashed before my eyes—Ben’s face between my thighs, the feeling of his knot inside me. Ben turned from the front seat and winked at me as if he could hear my thoughts.
“Baby girl, whatever you’re thinking right now, you need to stop. I don’t want anyone else to scent how fucking delicious you smell when you’re turned on,” Cam said with a groan, burying his face in my hair and breathing in deeply.
“I told you I should wear de-scenter,” I said.
“No,” Theo said firmly. “Hate smelling that shit on you.”
I pressed my smile into Cam’s shoulder. I loved how much they loved my scent. I was anxious being around other people without de-scenter, but having my guys with me helped. I wouldn’t want them to cover up their scents, either.
We pulled up to the front of the house, and Theo handed the keys to the valet. After a graceless exit from the car, my alphas escorted me inside. We were met by a beta butler at the door, an older man with gray hair and a kind smile. He ushered us into the foyer and gently helped me out of my coat, winking at me when Cam growled at his closeness.
I turned around, already in awe of Pack Turro’s home. The foyer alone was stunning, with its herringbone floors, tall ceilings, and dark wood wainscoting on the walls. The butler gestured for us to enter the main room, but the second we entered, my breath caught.
“What’s the matter?” Cam asked, gripping me so tightly it almost hurt.
“Too many scents,” I said. It had been so long since I’d been around other people, let alone a party with alphas in attendance, and all the scents hit me like a truck.
“Shit,” Theo said. “I didn’t even think about that.”
“It’s okay,” I said, breathing through my mouth. “Just caught me off guard. But I need all your scents on me.”
