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“Don’t worry. I got you,” he murmurs, and something in my chest loosens. He’s here. My Alpha can help me.
Finally, he throws off the last blanket, baring my body, which is dressed in Denver’s shirt and Memphis’s boxers. My thighs glisten in the faint light, covered in my slick. I press my knees together, embarrassed at the mess I’ve made.
“I think your heat has started,” Cam says roughly.
“How can it be here already?” I gasp. “It’s only been a week.”
Camden’s pupils are blown, the dark blue gone almost black. His jaw clenches before he speaks, and I can tell it’s an effort for him to put his thoughts in order. I don’t blame him—my heart is thudding Alpha, please, Alpha, and I just want Cam on top of me. Now.
“You’ve been away from people for so long,” he says finally. “Being near us again probably jump-started it. That and…do you think your bond is faded?”
I close my eyes and reach out with my mind, trying to see if I can sense Grayson on the other side. And I feel—nothing. Just the empty horizon of my own mind. For the first time in so long, the only emotions in my head are my own. Grayson’s poison has drained away.
I’m myself again.
My face is wet with tears, and before I realize it, Camden has taken me into his arms.
“Is it the pain?” he asks, gently running his hand up and down my back.
“No.” Through the tears, I’m smiling. “He’s gone. The bond faded.”
Roughly, I press my lips against Cam’s. His lips open eagerly for me and our tongues tangle in each other. My legs shift so that I’m straddling him, arms wrapped around his shoulders, my core pressed against his rapidly hardening cock. I rock against him, the thin fabric of the boxers I’m wearing the only thing between me and his rough jeans.
That’s how Memphis and Denver find us, me grinding on Camden, slick spilling from my core.
“Her heat started,” Camden says roughly. “It’s time.”
The other Alphas quickly take their clothes off while I keep moving my hips. Memphis is naked first, his long cock hard and bobbing against his stomach. He kneels behind Camden and leans over his shoulder to kiss me, one hand tangled roughly in my hair, the other set on Cam’s ribs.
Camden lifts me, passing me to Memphis so he can undress. Memphis lays me out beneath him, moving the fabric of his boxers to the side so my glistening folds are bare and exposed to him.
“So beautiful,” he growls, pressing the heel of his palm against my swollen clit. Already, my orgasm feels close, coiling in my stomach. The tension’s been building for so long that I shouldn’t be surprised that the slightest touch has me ready to go.
“Wait,” I say, realizing something. Immediately, Memphis pulls off of me, giving me space.
“What’s wrong?” he says, his voice tight.
“I just realized that I don’t know your names.” I look to each of their faces. “Your real names. I’m guessing it’s not a coincidence you’re all named for the places you came from?”
Denver lets out a low chuckle. “You’re not wrong. The city names were easier to remember and since your name is Brooklyn and all my past comrades knew me as Denver, I figured it made sense. And actually, I like you calling me Denver, but it’s Derek. Derek Briggs.”
The name suits him and even though I love it, I also really liked that their names matched mine. I look at Memphis next.
“Liam Wilder,” he growls. “But your voice sounds so perfect saying Memphis. I want to keep it.”
I press my lips quickly against him, a promise to keep using that name as long as he wants me to. Finally, we all look over at Camden.
He gives us a lopsided grin. “Would you believe that my name really is Cam?”
“You’re kidding,” I say, unable to hold back my giggle.
Camden’s eyes glow with humor. “Cameron Reed. Call me Cam, call me Camden. I just want to make you cry my name out.”
“That’s up to you.” My voice sounds low and throaty. “How about you make me say it?”
Hands close around my ribcage, and Memphis pulls me so my back is against his chest. He positions my legs on either side of his, spreading me open for the other Alphas to see.
Cam kneels in front of me, eyes glued to my slick-covered core. “I think I can make you scream my name,” he growls.
