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Worse yet, it was a test I knew the answer to in my bones, but it sounded utterly ridiculous to my brain.
“Tell us,” Kellan demanded, his hand twisting the ends of my hair into his fist and tugging.
I gasped, my head falling back and exposing the column of my throat. Instead of bone-chilling terror icing my veins, my blood heated and my core clenched.
“I want… I…” I bit my lip, unable—or unwilling—to give voice to what my hindbrain was craving.
“Hazel.” The reproach in Crew’s tone was my undoing. He sounded disappointed, and I let out a plaintive whimper.
They were all watching me, waiting and expecting. But their expectations weren’t about what I could do for them; it was about me being me. About trusting them enough to let them know what I needed. About trusting myself enough to let myself feel how I felt and need what I needed.
I pulled in a calming breath and looked up at Kellan before lifting my arms for him to pick me up. Crew gave a playful snarl and wrapped his arms around me like he wouldn’t let Kellan grab me. I giggled as Kellan ignored Crew’s attempts at keeping me.
With a grin that flashed that dimple on his right cheek, Kellan scooped me up and carried me over to the table. He paused by a chair. “You want to sit by yourself, or…” He left the question open-ended.
“With you,” I whispered, something loosening in my chest as he simply sat down with me. I craved the safety these guys provided.
Rhett, Jude, and Crew joined us without missing a beat, like Kellan having a woman on his lap was an everyday occurrence.
“We made plain and meat lover’s,” Jude told me. “We weren’t sure what you liked.”
“All the meat,” I said before I realized how it sounded.
Four very male sets of eyes turned to me, and I didn’t even try to suppress the blush that heated my neck and face.
“All the meat for our girl. Got it,” Crew said with a chuckle, pulling a piece from one of the two pies on the table. He passed it to Kellan, who set it in front of us.
“Would it be weird for me to feed you?” Kellan mumbled against my ear.
I laughed softly. “Maybe we can try that another time.” Being carried around and cradled like a doll was a balm to my omega soul, but I wasn’t ready to surrender entirely to these men.
I picked up the slice of pizza, hissing as it burned the pads of my fingers.
“Careful,” Rhett snapped, looking ready to yank the pizza from my hand.
Jude coughed to cover a laugh. “I’d like to say they get less overbearing with time, but…”
Rhett narrowed his eyes. “Consider yourself lucky you’re recovering, or I’d show you just how overbearing I can be.”
I took a bite of my pizza, groaning when the flavors exploded in my mouth. Total foodgasm.
“Shit, sugar,” Kellan groused, shifting under me, but I still felt the rock hard erection he was packing.
My pulse throbbed between my legs as I intentionally wriggled my ass against his groin.
“Fuck,” he hissed, his hands fisting as he dropped his pizza.
Crew cleared his throat. “I hate to be the buzzkill?—”
“And yet you do it so well,” Jude quipped with a smirk.
Crew glared at the beta. “I’ll hold your ass down while Rhett edges the shit out of you, kid.”
“I think his orgasm denial record is…. Thirty-four hours?” Rhett tapped his jaw.
Jude gaped at him. “I was just shot, assholes. If that doesn’t buy me at least fifteen pity orgasms, I’m joining a new pack.”
Rhett growled, his hand lashing out and gripping the back of Jude’s neck. “I’m well fucking aware that you were shot, Jude.”
