Page 103 of Pay the Price

He opened one eye. “Now?”

“Now.”

He sighed and turned his head, half burying his face in the pillow, then lifted his hair.

And there it was, a tiny daisy, identical to the one Wolf had on his chest, right at Otis’ hairline.

I shook my head. “I can’t believe you did this.”

“Why?” Otis said. “We love you.”

Wolf cursed.

“You… love me?”

“We’ve ways loved you.” Otis made it sound like it was a statement of fact: the sun rose every day, it set, we love you. “Did you not know that?”

“Jesus fuck,” Wolf said. “How would she know when none of us have told her?”

Otis rolled onto his back and put his hands behind his head. His biceps bulged, the sheet nowhere near covering his very erect cock, and I was horny all over again. “I don’t know, I just assumed it was obvious.”

…we’ll burn the world for you… hurt for you… kill for you.

“Yeah, I was kind of hoping to tell Daisy myself,” Wolf said, clearly annoyed. He ran his hand through his hair, which only made it messier and sexier. “Make it a little more romantic than just… throwing it out there in some kind of group confession.”

“Why?” Otis asked. “Isn’t the important thing that Daisy knows we love her?” Otis looked at me. “Isn’t that the most important thing?”

I drew in a breath and nodded. “I… I love you too.”

Wolf’s delicious mouth turned up in a slow grin. “You do?”

“I do.” It had been true for longer than it should have been, and I thought of something my mom used to say when I was little, something I hadn’t fully understood until she was gone:the heart wants what the heart wants.

What could I say? My heart wanted them.

I tried not to think about the fact that Jace wasn’t there, that there had been no confessions of love from Jace Kane.

“Does Jace have one too?” I hated myself for asking as soon as the words were out of my mouth. “A tattoo?”

Wolf reached out to touch my face. “You know Jace. It doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel it.”

I nodded, trying not to feel stung. Two of the most amazing men in the world had just confessed their love for me, had gotten a symbol of my name inked onto their bodies.

I didn’t need to be a greedy bitch.

“So now that we know we all love each other and stuff, can we get breakfast? Because I’m starving.” Otis stretched and looked down at his dick, still hard between his thighs. “Either that or can we fuck and then get breakfast, because I’m also super horny.”

I pretended to think about it, because I loved food, but in a contest between food and fucking the Beasts, fucking the Beasts would always win.

Otis tickled me, lightning fast, then pulled me on top of him when I squealed. His dick slid between my thighs and I gasped as it hit my clit.

Then Wolf moved in and I was sandwiched between the two men who loved me, their hands and mouths traveling my body, lighting me on fire all over again until I almost convinced myself I could forget the man who was missing.

Almost.

Chapter 62

Daisy

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