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“Take them off, omega.”
I shove them down immediately.
He doesn’t need his bark. Pure command laces every soft syllable. Especially when he bends to press his lips to my ear.
“Which knot do you want first, baby girl? Tell Daddy and I’ll get it for you.”
I’m compelled to answer him, but I don’t have the answer. Which one do I want first? It’s an impossible choice.
I feel myself start to spiral. Archer’s deep voice cuts through the anxiety, smothering it in a thick blanket of dark velvet. “The only wrong answer is ignoring your instincts, love. Let them pick for you. None of us will be upset.”
His hand cups my calf, massaging gently. Theo sounds surprisingly placid when he takes my other foot, adding, “We’ll all be with you the entire time, no matter what. You get whatever you want, precious. And we’re all damn lucky to give it to you. That’s how this goes.”
Still on top of me, Ronan radiates approval. He’s proud of the way the guys treat me. His satisfaction oozes out of him. My chest aches as I absorb it.
Basking in his intensity, I smooth my hands over the sides of his face. Taking in his masculine beauty.
Something in me clicks.
I want him first.
I have no idea why I do. I just have to have him. He’s the one I need.
Me… and my Omega.
I don’t like to think of the instincts and urges that essentially ruined my life as their own separate entity. But, really, they sort of are.
The Omega is in there, whether I like it or not. And it’s actually kind of scary how sure she is about her choices.
I touch Ronan’s thick, slashing brow, following one silver thread mixed into the black. “Can it be you, Alpha?”
His pupils bloom. The solid length pressed into my belly turns to steel. If steel had a hot pulse at the base.
Ronan’s hand snaps up, his grasp just the right side of domineering while he clasps his fingers around my jaw in an iron grip. “Perfect girl,” he growls. “Your alpha is so fucking proud of you, telling me what you want.”
He drags his teeth over my pulse again. A small whine builds in my chest until Ronan’s purr vibrates into me, dissolving it.
“Theo,” he murmurs into my skin. “Have you gotten to taste our omega yet?”
Theo makes a sound of pure longing. “Not yet.”
Ronan rolls onto his side, tucking my face into the crook of his shoulder while his chest rattles on, keeping me boneless. He nods at Archer. “Wanna help, Arch?”
My long, lean alpha slides into my other side, his chest pressed in tight. His deep, smooth purr combined with Ronan’s is enough to melt me into mush.
The feeling is indescribable. I have two strong, warm bodies boxing me in, surrounding me in a type of intimate security I didn’t know existed.
Ronan uses his hold on my jaw to turn my head, sealing his lips over mine in a filthy, fucking sort of kiss. Archer bends his head and nuzzles his nose against the hardened point of my nipple. He bites softly through the thin bra covering me and makes a sound. Ronan somehow interprets it perfectly.
As one, they prop me up just long enough to whip the bra off before settling me back between their bodies. Ronan takes my mouth again, his growl slipping into me when he presses his large, tattooed hand over my bare belly and spreads his fingers wide, feeling my skin.
“God, Meg,” Archer mutters, returning to his place at my breast. “You are so beautiful.”
Now totally naked—holy muscled blond mountain of manly goodness—Theo hums his agreement, crawling up the mattress. “She’s the most gorgeous girl ever.”
His calloused fingers skim over my knee. “And so fucking sweet.” He runs his lips up my thigh, moaning. “Precious. I might come all over the bed when I taste this pussy.”
Archer hides a smile against the swell of my tit. Ronan breaks our kiss just long enough to toss out, “Don’t even think about it.”
