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I smiled. “She’s yours?”
A single nod.
“Then she’s all of ours.”
Our Omega.
I couldn’t speak for the others, but it was something I had wanted more than anything. And now that she was here, I was going to love her. Cherish her. And absolutely never let her go.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
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SLOANE
Jace wrapped my feet in ice packs covered in softness as I relaxed on the table. And then his hands were on my skin, massaging, loosening at the same time he made sure my body was in performance shape.
It felt so good I didn’t care.
“Is there anywhere I can’t touch you, baby girl?”
“No,” I murmured.
He lifted the sheet to the side, continuing his massage down my side and onto my ass. Arms, elbows, and hands, he reached muscles I forgot existed. It was all I needed to know he was very,verygood at his job, even if this kind of massage wasn’t always part of it.
I think I fell asleep, waking up when he tugged the sheet back up to my shoulders and removed the ice from my feet. “I need to have you do this when I can stay awake.”
He hummed softly. “I’m not done yet.”
Gently, he moved my arms so they fell off the table before he lifted one and slipped beneath it to sit next to my head. “You trust me?”
“Is this where you murder me?” My sleepy voice contained a giggle that wasn’t fully formed.
“No,” he chuckled. One of his hands held mine where it was over his legs, weaving our fingers together and flexing them. It felt good. But it was nothing compared to his other hand. Long fingers dug into my hair, burying themselves near the scalp andpulling.
Long and slow. Delicious and only bordering on pain. It released tension in my neck and shoulders. It also felt sexy as hell. He shouldn’t do this to me while I was so relaxed. I would give in and fuck him in a heartbeat.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned. “I want to know why every physio doesn’t do this, but I also don’t want anyone to do it but you.”
Jace moved his hand to a different part of my head and pulled before massaging the back of my neck. There was oil on his hand, and I didn’t care if it was in my hair. It felt too good.
“I’m glad no one else has.” Was his voice deeper? Was I imagining it? He began to purr. “As good as it is for you, I don’t want anyone else touching you like this. Except the rest of the pack.”
The rest of the pack.
My pack.
A sigh fell out of me, along with any lingering tension I’d been clinging to.
“Good girl,” he whispered. “You can relax. You’re safe with us.”
“I know.”
Slowly, he got up and switched sides so he could reach new parts of my scalp. “Minds and bodies are different,” he said as he flexed my fingers in his hand. “It takes time for your body to know something, even if your mind believes it. Your body, baby girl, is learning it can trust me.”
It definitely trusted him. I was a puddle on the table, and I didn’t only mean my current state of relaxation. Him pulling my hair, the purring, the gentle but firm touches were all getting to me, and between my legs, my body wanted totrusthim.
Perfume swirled in the air around us now that the suppressor had worn off for the day. “I could let you do this forever.”
