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Loved.
Looking deeply into Simon's shimmering eyes and engulfed in the warmth of my mates and the water, a change swept through me. A determination.
I needed to live my life. To experience things and to love these men fully. I was ready to. While I’d given them most of my heart, a piece was always locked away, too scared to be freely given to anyone.
They’d shown me through actions that they would protect and keep me safe.
They were my end game.
And it was time to embrace it and stop running away because I was scared for them or myself to get hurt.
“I don’t want to think about them anymore.” The words were slow and steady. Not an ounce of a stutter or a sob. “I want the rest of the night to be about us. No more talk of them. I only want your names on my lips.”
“You’re ours, love.” Simon brushed my wet hair off my shoulders and pressed a kiss to my damp skin. “Forever. We’ve said that before and I’ll keep saying it as long as I need to.”
I took a small step toward him, lining our bodies up and wrapping my arms around his neck. “Make me yours again, Simon. Replace his scent with yours first.”
A deep growl rumbled in his chest and I shuddered as the wave of arousal swept through my body. He wrapped strong hands around my waist and turned me to press my back against the wall.
His lips descended on mine. Hot. Hungry. Powerful.
I parted my legs and wrapped them around his waist as he took my full weight. His cock was hard and ready, slipping along my entrance as he positioned himself. His lips brushed over my chin before his tongue slid across my skin.
“You are ours,” he snarled, his teeth gently nipping on the place where that bastard had touched me. “This is going to be hard and fast, love. We all need to put our scents on you, then we’ll spend the rest of the night worshiping your entire body.”
I breathed out his name, a plea on my lips before he shifted his body to slide his cock inside me. I clung to his body, my fingers tangling in his wet hair as he took me with hard and fast strokes against the tile wall.
Water rained down around us and the scents of my mates filled my nostrils, replacing the memory of the evening.
With my head thrown back, I opened my eyes to see my other three men watching with rapt fascination. Their hands slowly stroked up and down their cocks, waiting for their turn.
Pleasure swept through me, the orgasm coming out of nowhere and consuming me. “Simon!” I cried out, as he grunted and groaned out his own pleasure.
His teeth sank into the side of my neck, marking me again. Staking his claim on me.
We came down from our high, Simon helping me back to my feet and kissing me softly. In lazy strokes, his tongue swiped against mine, enjoying the exploration.
Simon drew back and pressed his forehead to mine. “Our perfect omega,” he breathed out on a reverent sigh.
“My perfect alphas,” I repeated, smiling and holding him tighter against me.
“Next!” Julian said playfully, shattering the loving moment and bringing humor just when we needed it.
Laughter echoed off the shower walls as Simon stepped back while shaking his head. “By all means, mate.”
“I just love it when you say, mate.” I giggled. “Well, I love it when you talk period. Have I mentioned I’ve always been a fool for accents?”
More laughter emerged before Julian swept me up and sat down on the shower bench with me in his lap. “My turn,” he growled and kissed me as if he were a dying man in need of oxygen. I was swept up in the kiss, throwing myself into it fully.
Julian reached between us, his fingers dancing over my clit and making fresh slick coat his cock. “Fucking perfect,” he rumbled as he adjusted me so I could sink down onto his shaft.
With my arms hanging loosely around his neck, I rocked my hips, sliding him in and out of my already sensitized body.
They all felt so good when they were inside me. Filling me completely and making me theirs.
After the events of the night, I only wanted to feel their touch and evidence of possession on my skin.
Julian guided my movements, finding a rhythm that had us breathless and panting with pleasure. His fingernails bit into the soft flesh of my hips as I tangled my fingers in his wet hair.
