Kieran had gotten a haircut. It still hung in his eyes, but it was more tamed. His smile widened as I descended the stairs.
Cade was waiting at the bottom, giving me that lopsided smile of his. One that I couldn’t seem to get enough of. My thoughts strayed to our night together and my scent rose in the air.
Wilder’s shirt was taut against his broad chest, his hair combed back and his smile warm. He’d lost a good chunk of that shyness around me, and honestly, I loved it. I felt like I was finally learning who Wilder was behind the mask.
“You guys look incredible,” I said.
“And you are truly a goddess,” Mason replied.
The way they were looking at me now, like they wanted to eat me alive, had me wishing I could just take them to my nest and have my way with them.
They would look perfect in my nest, but I was too excited to find out what they had planned to suggest that.
There would be time for that later.
“Thank you,” I said, my bottom lip catching between my teeth as I fought off a wave of shyness. I’d never been the shy type, and I didn’t want to start now, but I swear these men did things to me.
To my surprise, Lennon was the first to move. He stepped up, pulling me into his chest. It was so surprising that I let out a gaspas he pressed his lips to mine. We’d spent time together, but he’d never made a move until now.
I melted into his touch, my lips teasing against his, a soft sigh escaping as my body caught on fire. If he could kiss like this, I would truly be in trouble when he finally took me to my nest.
“You smell incredible,” he said, his voice low and husky. “And you look even better.”
“You guys are going to give me a complex,” I complained playfully, but honestly my omega and I were soaking it in.
“Don’t hog her,” Kieran teased, pulling me from Lennon and brushing his own kiss over my lips. “This dress is perfect. I can’t wait to take it off of you later.”
It was like a switch had flipped between all of us. The guys were no longer bothering to hide how they felt. They were making sure not a single doubt could find space between us.
I wasn’t sure what changed. Maybe it was the fact that their leader had openly claimed me, but there wasn’t a single doubt in my mind that they had decided I was their omega.
For the first time in at least a few years, my scent perfumed around us, filling the space with sweet raspberry and chocolate. Not just a hint, but a flood of pure raw omega happiness and desire.
“Nope, not happening,” Cade warned the others, pointing an accusing finger before hooking my arm through his and pulling me outside. The others followed despite their groans of protest.
“He only says that because he got to taste her,” Lennon muttered.
“You’ll get your chance,” Cade shot back, shutting the rest of them up.
Except for Mason.
“Is that so?” Mason asked, his usual flirty tone edged with vulnerability. The question of whether I was going to take them all sat there, unspoken.
“Oh, I have no intention of going to bed alone tonight,” I promised him.
That was enough for him to rush forward and pick me up, his hands circling my waist and spinning me around, my hair flying out as my laughter burst out of me. It was just so damn easy with them. Every emotion was natural and unprompted.
“Is anyone going to tell me where we’re going?” I asked.
“Absolutely not,” Mason answered.
We piled into the pack’s SUV. Cade and Kieran sat in the front, while the deltas stuck me between them, leaving Wilder in the back. His fingers found my hair, brushing through it gently. It felt so good, I couldn’t help the groan that escaped me this time.
My scent was still exploding out of me, a small contented purr filling the space.
“She’s trying to kill us,” Lennon complained, before burying his face in my neck and inhaling like I was a drug he needed a fix of.
This was my first experience with this pack completely unfiltered and unguarded, the way it would’ve been from the beginning if not for my history, and honestly, some of theirs.
