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Austin’s gaze strays to where his mark should be, and he recoils, eyebrows pinching together.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
“I can explain,” I say quickly.
Dylan’s hands clench at his sides. “Are you ashamed?”
“What? No.” I step toward them with my hands up. “I wasn’t sure if you were ready for people to know...and we never talked about what to say and I just...” I trail off and look at the floor. “I’m sorry.”
“The only reason you’d have to be sorry is if you regretted it.” Dylan closes the distance between us and cradles the back of my head, burying his fingers in the strands of my hair and drawing me toward him until our bodies are pressed together. “As far as what to say.” He captures my lips in a devastating kiss, ending it too soon. “You say you’re mine.”
“Ours,” Austin corrects, pulling me from Dylan’s hold. His hand settles around my neck, and his finger flexes on my pulse point. “You’re ours, pretty girl.”
I nod.
He tightens his hold. “Say it.” Sky-blue irises drill into me, breaking through my fear and worries, cementing what he’s saying with the certainty they hold.
They’re not ashamed.
And, dammit, neither am I.
“I’m yours,” I whisper.
Dylan presses into my backside and kisses his concealed mark, gripping my hips so tight, I suck in a breath. Austin’s lips are on mine before I can exhale. As if they were his allalong, mine part for him, letting him in, allowing him to pull the anxiety from my chest with his kiss.
Breaking away, he smooths his thumb over my throat, flexing his other fingers. “Say it louder, baby.”
“I’m yours,” I say, fighting the shake in my voice. “I’m yours.”
“Don’t hide it.” Dylan’s fingers coast over the concealed marks. “I want everyone to see that you’re taken.”
“Okay,” I whisper as his mouth brushes over my clavicle. “But you have to let me go, or I’ll miss my shift.”
“Maybe that’s not a bad thing.” Dylan presses his erection into my ass.
“I can’t let Gary down.”
Austin kisses me again. “You can go for now, but tonight, we’ll remind you of why you should never hide what we’ve done.”
And with that, my stepbrothers leave me imagining all the filthy things they’ll do to me when they get home.
The sun is beginningto set by the time I climb down from the guard tower. Sandy, a new lifeguard, stands at attention, focusing hard on the people in the water. She barely spares me a goodbye, too determined to do her job well. I ended up taking off the concealer and, so far, I’ve avoided everyone who would know the marks are new. I’ll admit, I’m more than a little relieved about that. Sandy’s inattention means I don’t have to explain why I’m suddenly sporting three marks.
I’m not offended by her seeming lack of care.
I’d prefer that precision focus over someone wanting to gossip on shift change. The job requires attention, and Sandy is going to be great at it. Gary has to hire one more person beforeI can leave in good conscience. I really don’t mind the job. It’s better than sitting around at home, waiting and pining for the guys to get home.
What would be even better is if any one of the companies I’ve sent my resume to would respond. But alas, it seems Mr. Mosley has more friends than I originally thought. I’m still hopeful, though.
There has to be an internship out there.
Regardless of what my future career looks like, I can’t become an omega who loses herself in her alphas.
Some omegas are more than happy to be just a mate.
Others are stifled by their mates, forced to give up their dreams and jobs in order to tend to their alphas’ every need, but my guys aren’t like that. Austin showed a lot of interest in my business, and Dylan enjoys chaos too much to have me stuck at home. Brady...well, if anyone demanded his omega stay home, it might be Brady.
He may be an asshole, but even I don’t think he’d be as horrible as making me give up everything I love to be with him.
