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Finally allowing the grin out, I climb off Felix’s lap and throw myself into Austin’s arms. He catches me, holding me close.
“Let me get some clothes,” I say.
Austin nips my neck. “You won’t need many outfits, just your birthday suit.”
I swat at his chest as a laugh bubbles up. I am living the show, fairytales are real, happily ever after is actually a thing.
* * *
We areready and on our way to the airport in record time. The car goes through a private entrance, and we are driving next to the huge planes to a small hangar. A luxury jet just large enough for us is waiting, and they lead me on board.
I want to pinch myself. This is my life, spur of the moment trips and three sexy alphas. Settling into one of the soft plush cream colored chairs, I buckle as the guys do the same. The four large chairs sit facing each other with a table between them. There is a couch running the opposite length and another row sits behind us with four chairs. It is large enough to fit two packs.
The pilot climbs on board and disappears into the cockpit, and before long, we are airbound. I love flying. There is something about being thousands of feet above the ground. It puts life in perspective, the world so big in comparison to the self. We are like ants on the surface, each of us living our lives, unaware of the bigger picture.
Austin draws my attention away from the window when he pulls out an envelope. The guys tense, and it makes me wary. I swallow and eye the paper he is unfolding. What is this? Is this where it all tumbles down and shatters on the ground?
“Audrey–” Austin begins, and I blink up from the old piece of paper to his swirling violet eyes. “Before you accept us fully…there is something you need to know.”
My heart hammers inside my chest, and I swallow again, not that it does any good, as my mouth is bone dry. My lips part as I glance at Felix and Saint. Both of them look uncomfortable, Saint looks like he wants to rip the paper away from Austin and shred it into tiny pieces.
“What is it?” I croak.
Austin presses his lips into a tight line and holds out the letter. I take it, hesitating only a moment, before my eyes fall to my father’s signature at the bottom. My breath catches, and I lift my gaze to the start of the letter, or contract really.
My dad had been so sure he knew what was right for his children, and he was half right. Because I was here with the men he wanted me to be with, the men he arranged for me. But my pack, they weren’t for Sin, maybe before everything he would have fit, but now he had his own path. A bittersweet sadness fills me as I read the words.
I can see the care he put into them, the way he wanted to make sure both the Mafia and his children were protected. A tear slips out, and I brush it away as I finish reading.
“Princess, it doesn’t mean anything. I would never–”
My fingers tighten on the letter as I bring my gaze back up to Austin. “It means everything, Austin.”
“You are your own person, I just didn’t want any more secrets between us. The contract was just between our parents.”
A chaotic jumble of emotions bounce through me. He is trying to reassure me, but I’m not sure why.
“No, it is between us. I belong to you, just as you belong to me. Fate would have brought us together either way.”
“You’re not going to jump out of the plane?” Saint asks.
Felix cracks a smile and tugs his lip ring between his teeth. “Austin made sure to lock up the parachutes.”
My nose crinkles as I realize they thought I would be upset or try to run. And maybe before I knew them I would have, but now, I can’t imagine my life without them. I slowly fold the letter and bring my gaze up to Austin’s uncertain one.
“If you think you can scare me away before claiming me, with this–” I laugh. “Daddy, you’re going to have to do more than that to get rid of me.”
A low growl emanates from Austin, and I grin.
The click of his belt as he undoes it sends a thrill of excitement through me. He stands up and motions Felix out of the way. “Our princess apparently wants to be reminded about who she belongs to.”
I clamp down on my lower lip as I watch him. If this is the way he shows me I belong to him for the rest of our lives, he can tattoo his name on my ass for all I care. I don’t help him as he unbuckles me, then he is sitting on the couch, me draped over his legs. Swapping my leggings in for skirts might be a real thing soon.
Brownies and cream fills the space, mixing with all three of their musks, and I groan before he even runs his fingers over the curve of my ass. Anticipation for joining the mile high club with them settles in my belly, making me feel flush and warm.
“I bet you’re slick between your legs already,” Austin says. He caresses my ass cheek, and his fingers run over the fabric between my legs, pressing into my warmth. “Mmm, yeah, our pretty little omega doesn’t need any encouragement. What do you want, princess?”
“You, all of you.” I lift slightly, my palms flat on the floor to look up at him.
