Page 69 of Knot That Difficult

It seems like Ace can, and even if I weren’t attracted to him, I know I’ve found a new friend in him.

It just happens to be that he’s gorgeous, and I want to climb him like a tree.

“It’s simple,” I tell Connor. “I just don’t go into the garage. You don’t have to worry about my safety.”

“That’s impossible,” the three of them say at once, and my eyes widen.

Ben loses the round with Ace and hands me the controller.

“Dev, I’m always going to worry about you,” Ben tells me, stroking my hair. “And I’m pretty sure Connor and Ace will, too.”

“Damn right,” Ace adds. “You’re pretty much stuck with us now, babe.”

My heart soars, and Ben gives me a small, secret smile.

I couldn’t be happier right now.

* * *

There’s one small problem.

Well, it’s kind of growing bigger by the moment.

I didn’t bring any more suppressants with me.

I’m in full pre-Heat symptoms, and I’msureall three of them know.

My appetite has been wild—I devoured my weight in snacks, caviar, and fresh sushi which Connor had delivered for us.

I moaned way too loudly as I ate, as well.

Those are the big symptoms of my pre-Heat—I grow hungrier and more vocal, and I’m sensitive to the slightest touch.

We’ve moved on from the video games to a reality show. It’s my favorite baking competition, and even though I assured the guys we didn’t have to watch it, they insisted they wanted to.

Ace and Connor have been asking me questions related to recipes that the contestants make, and I’ve been happy to answer them and chatter away about all the knowledge I have, courtesy of April and Skylar.

But Ace is rubbing my feet as I answer them, and my tangent about fondant is becoming mumbled garbage in my brain.

My head is in Ben’s lap, and he strokes my hair while Ace runs his fingers down the arch of my socked foot.

Connor stays on the other side of Ace, keeping an arm wrapped around his shoulders as my foot massage continues and I sigh in bliss.

“Is this okay?” Ben asks me softly. “Are you doing okay?”

Ace pauses his movements and eyes me curiously.

“Yes,” I murmur. “This is good.”

It’s beyond good. Wetness pools between my legs, and I let out a soft whimper as Ace continues to massage me.

I’ve never had two men touch me at once, and I breathe through each sensation, savoring the experience.

Is this how April and Skylar feel when they’re with their packs?

I would never leave my apartment if it was like this.

I close my eyes and drown in Ace and Ben’s touch, letting out soft hums and moans until Connor chokes out a groan.

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