Page 34 of Never Bet Against A Hockey Player

Conrad’s was nearly as vibrant. His warm toasted coconut, vanilla, and ocean air was strong and steady. The alpha pheromones were easily detected as I breathed it in.

Then there was Lachlan. My other delta, the one I longed to get to know better, was tart and fresh. Blackberry, pine, and fresh rain. Sharp enough that it wasn’t forgotten or drowned out by the others.

My pack were all dominating in their own ways, but that was exactly what I needed. Men that were strong and unshakable, that could handle the baggage I brought to the table.

“This is us, baby. This is our pack. Breathe us in. You know this is right. That you belong with us,” August whispered in my ear.

“If I give in, it’s over,” I said, my eyes wild and desperate as I looked at him, pleading with him to understand. This was one last attempt at self-preservation.

Even though the last thing I wanted was to walk away now. I would much rather stay right here with him, breathing in our pack.

He rested a hand against my cheek. “It’s only the beginning, firecracker. We are going to figure this out. You’re ours and we won’t let you deal with this alone anymore.”

Then he was moving forward, inching closer ever so slowly. My lips tingled with the anticipation. My delta was giving me one last chance to back away and tell him no.

I stayed still. Almost a statue as he pressed his lips to mine. They were warm and soft, moving against my frozen lips.

His eyes met mine, making sure I was still with him. Then he pulled away from my lips, kissing my check, then neck, nibbing his way over my skin. When he reached that spot right below my ear my entire body shuddered at the sensation.

“Come on, firecracker. You can kiss me back.”

Then his lips were back on mine. He was more insistent this time. My brain was short-circuiting, but I forced myself to move.

I started to kiss him back. At first, it was clumsy. Then he pulled my hands and put one on his hip, the other he kept wrapped in his, fingers intertwining with mine, holding me steady and keeping me grounded as he guided the kiss.

A needy whimper escaped as he deepened the kiss. My entire body was waking up to my delta’s touch. My pussy throbbed, slick forming from such a simple kiss.

Only, it wasn’t simple. It was intense and perfect and I wanted more.

“There she is,” he practically purred against my lips, pressing his body closer yet as he devoured me.

A squeak escaped as he swept me up in his arms, holding me to him. I wrapped my legs around him, clinging to my delta as he carried me through the house like I weighed nothing.

He pushed through a door and then it was just his scent inside. It was so strong that my own scent perfumed in response. As if my omega was marking his room, ensuring he’d scent me here later when I was back home.

“Your omega likes me, doesn’t she?” he teased before laying me out on his bed. My chest was heaving now that he’d broken our kiss. I was so turned on that my entire body ached for more of his touch.

For his knot. I wanted to know what it felt like, though I knew he wasn’t going to give me that pleasure today.

“Can I see you?” His hands were resting at the hem of my work slacks, ready to pull them down the moment I gave him consent.

My hands instinctively went to cover my face as I nodded, ready to give in, but also embarrassed. What if he didn’t like what he saw?

“Don’t hide from me, omega,” he ordered for the second time today. His voice held a sharp edge that made me want to obey.

My hands fell away to find him focused fully on me as if the rest of the world didn’t exist. I’d never been the center of anyone’s world. Warmth spread through me. It was pleasant and calming.

Was this what it felt like to be seen? I could easily grow addicted to the way August Steele watched me.

He kept his intense, green eyes on me as he slowly pulled down my pants. When they got caught my shoes he leaned down and pulled those off, too, along with my socks.

“I want to see all of you, omega,” he breathed out, his voice rough.

Now all I was left in was my shirt and underwear. I tried not to care that they were just plain cotton ones with little flowers, cute and practical, but definitely not sexy.

Maybe if I didn’t have to give up all my extra money I’d have plenty saved to buy what I wanted. I could find out what made me feel sexy and powerful. Find real confidence.

“These are adorable,” he said before pulling them down, too, leaving me bare for him. He had a little smirk on his face and I could tell he meant it. August would never tease me in a moment like this.