Page 92 of Cost of Courting

“Are you with me?”

The pack look at him.

“Yeah, I’m in, if you’re in.”

I run towards them, soaked and desperate. Edric catches me, lifting me up into his arms. Kingston leans into me from the other side, his hands roaming over my back.

“Never!” Kingston growls.

“We will never leave you again,” Edric says harshly before our lips collide.

We stumble back, hitting the door frame. Drops of water drip from my face when I’m pulled from his arms. I whirl and lean into Kingston, losing myself as he walks me inside the house.

He peels off my top, but then Bailey cuts in. His lips find the spot on my neck, and I keen, my head thrown back, panting as he drags his teeth over it. I reach out, dragging my nails across the wall, only to have him lift me so my toes are just touching the ground and drag me into the lounge.

I moan and fist his hair, dragging his mouth again, only to have him disappear and Mael take up the spot. Somehow, while our eyes are locked, my jeans and underwear are removed, and I find myself naked in front of my alphas.

“Selene, you are perfection itself.”

I tear my eyes from Mael and find Bailey staring at me with a hunger that has me unable to resist.

“You’re ready to stop fighting now?” Bailey murmurs.

I pause for a beat. “Never.”

Mael grabs my wrist as I launch away, swinging me back into him. I swing, but he thumps me down over the back of the couch, kicking my legs apart.

I let out a wild laugh. I can only be myself with them. No one else would understand this need to fight, to be held down, to have this wildness appreciated.

Hands smooth up my back, and one grips my nape, squeezing hard.

“You said you’d stop running,” Mael growls.

I can’t move, he’s got me completely pinned, but I can feel him, hard and thick, pressed against my ass.

“I lied.”

He growls and backs off, which infuriates me. I shove off the couch and follow him.

“Where are you going, Morrow?”

“I don’t want to hurt you-”

I lash out, kicking the side of his leg. He goes down with a roar, but I’m on him before he falls, unzipping his jeans and fishing his cock out.

“Wait!” he growls.

“Why?”

“I shouldn’t be the first, you should-” he looks at the others.

I straddle him and impale myself. It hurts, but then, I knew it was going to, but the pain fades away, leaving me with the stretch and fullness and this feeling of ‘yes, this is what I’ve been missing’.

I open my eyes to find his black eyes glittering at me.

“Whoops, I slipped.”

Bailey and Kingston get the giggles.

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