“Wow.” I put my head on his chest and yawn. “You saved them. Her and that child.”
“I know,” Troy says. “I talked all this through with Carter and Sebastian, and in a more limited way, with my mom.”
“And your dad?”
Troy lets out a long exhale. “He passed away while I was with that pack. Never got to meet Carter or Seb.”
“Ah.” I listen to his heartbeat for a long moment, wondering how to phrase the next question. “Do you thinkyoushould go to therapy?”
He snorts. “Not exactly easy to find a doctor who wouldn’t have me committed if I told them I was a werewolf.”
“There have to be supernatural shrinks out there.” I push myself away from his chest to look him in the eyes. “We can find one for you if you’d like.”
He stares at me for a long moment. “Okay, but only if you go, too.” He motions between us with his hand. “Not at the same time, but you know what I mean. This can be a group project.”
I take his face between my hands and kiss him. “Deal.”
Troy wraps his arms around me again and pulls me close, then kisses me deeply, exploring my mouth. It’s a different kind of kiss, born of understanding and a new closeness, but it quickly turns filthy, especially when Troy’s cock kicks to life underneath me, poking me in the thigh.
I’m about to suggest that we should have a repeat of what we did on the couch when my stomach grumbles loudly.
Troy breaks the kiss and glances down at my belly, then winces. “We’d better feed you first. If I start on you now, I might not let you go for hours. And just when you explained to us all that you need breaks.”He stands and offers me his hand. “Come on. Carter and Seb are probably climbing the walls by now anyway.”
I take his hand and let him tug me to my feet, then glance down at his erection. “You might want to put on a pair of pants, though. It can’t be comfortable walking around with that sticking out.”
He grins, his handsome face brightening. “You’re going to have to get used to this. Unless I’m cooking or chopping wood, I like to go naked this close to the full moon. Otherwise, I go through way too many t-shirts and pants.”
I swallow, wondering how I’ll be able to keep my hands away from him. “Okay. I can deal with this. Yeah. No problem.”
Troy’s smile grows, and he stalks closer to sniff at me. “You don’t have to pretend that you hate it, Emma. I can smell your pussy getting wet, remember?”
“You have to stop saying things like that,” I complain. “I need rest and food. I’m a weak human.”
He laughs, and the sound hits me right in the chest, spreading warmth and happiness.He takes my hand, opens the bedroom door, and guides me down the corridor.
“Not weak,” he tells me. “Justuntrained. Now come, Sebastian has outdone himself again, I just know it. We’ll feed you, and then we’ll show you what your body is really capable of.”
Chapter
Seventeen
EMMA
The moment we make it into the kitchen, Sebastian launches himself at us. He wraps me in his arms and kisses me, then pulls Troy in behind him so he’s sandwiched between us. Troy obliges immediately and squeezes us both close, and Sebastian lets out a happy little whimper, his hard cock poking me in the belly.I look down, half expecting him to be as naked as Troy, but he put on an apron, probably to avoid hurting his private parts while cooking.
“The food’s getting cold,” Carter growls from behind Troy’s back.
I reluctantly disengage from our group hug and round the two men to find the third glowering at us, his expression stormy. Carter is the most reserved of the three, the alpha, and it would be easy to think he’s annoyed with us because we’re cuddling instead of eating. Yet I see the flash of worry in his eyes. He wants to join us but doesn’t know how. He’s worried about his pack—I’m a new variable in this complicated equation, and he doesn’t know if everything will turn out fine.
So I step up to him, so close my toes touch his. “Hey. Troy told me a bit about his life. I told him about mine, and we’re both okay.”
He relaxes his shoulders, though he’s still frowning down at me. “That’s progress.”
“It is,” I agree. “I also know about Sebastian—he gave me the short version earlier. What I don’t know is your story, Alpha.”
Carter lets out a low groan and dips his head down in a quick kiss, as if he can’t stop himself. “Fuck, it’s good to hear you call me that.”
I put my hands on his naked chest. “Is it?”
