Page 88 of Deadly Sweet

“Right!” I nod at Walker. He sighs, shaking his head.

“Let’s get you to sleep,” Leroy says, pulling me into his arms and kissing my forehead. I like it when he does that.

Sighing, I melt into him before looking up into his eyes. “Kiss me,” I tell him, not asking in the slightest.

His lips twitch at the corner. “Yes, my Little Monster,” he murmurs, leaning in. My heart races right up to the moment his lips press against mine, and then it’s like fireworks.

The kiss is soft, sweet, and I love every moment of it. When he pulls away, I grumble, reaching out and grabbing his face to bring him back to me.

He chuckles, kisses me for a few more moments before pressing his forehead to mine.

“We better stop now, Little Omega.”

“No,” I pout.

“As much as we would all love to touch you, kiss you, taste you, fucking worship you, we’ve talked about this. You know how you want your first time to be. And I don’t think Little Bug should be around for that, should she?”

“Okay, fine,” I huff. “You're right.”

Stepping away from him, I swallow hard. My heart is still racing, my pussy fucking dripping, and my body flushed.

The guys are all lying in bed now, looking at me like they want to eat me. I bite my lip, grinning and decide to be a brat.

Grabbing the hem of my shirt, I pull it up over my head. Four collective groans sound around me. Shimmying out of my pants, I head over to the bag I packed with some clothes and grab my sleepwear.

After I’m dressed, I crawl into bed, right between Leroy and Walker.

“Goodnight,” I murmur.

“Goodnight,” they all answer back.

Clapping my hands, the lights go off, cloaking us in darkness.

I lie there, looking up at the skylight, smiling as the stars sparkle. We’re out of the city enough that the light pollution isn’t heavy. I’m glad. Because I love watching the stars. Even the clouds. I could get lost for hours doing both.

The guys start to drift off to sleep, their snores filling the room. It’s perfect, honestly. It fills the silence, so I don't need music or the TV playing.

It’s funny how all I needed was my Alphas to heal this part of me.I wonder what else they’re the solution for.

There's this annoying throbbing between my legs that won’t go away. Knowing I’m not going to be able to go to sleep until I’ve taken care of it, I slide my hand down my shorts and between my legs.

It doesn’t take me long, working my clit just enough to throw me into a small orgasm.

I’m unable to hold back my moan as my pussy clenches around my fingers, my inner walls trembling as my perfume fills the air around me.

“Did you just cum?” Caleb’s sleepy voice sounds.

“Yes?”Busted.

He groans, and it sounds muffled like he’s doing it into a pillow. “Next time, I volunteer as tribute, okay?”

“What does that mean?” My brows furrow.

“It means next time, let me or one of the guys help you out. Not that you have to, but trust me, we’re more than willing to lend a hand. Or a tongue. Or even a cock.”

I grin. “I’ll try and remember that.”

“Go to sleep,” Walker grumbles, wrapping his arm around me. He pulls me into his body and I try not to whimper as I feel his stiff cock pressed against my ass.

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