Page 97 of Rhythm Of Our Souls
“We’re going to be in so much trouble,” Gavin groans when he moves his mouth from my neck, then kisses his mate mark. I’m filled with this drunk giddiness, and any care is long gone.
“So worth it,” I say in his ear.
“I love you, Lulu Carter.”
“I love you, Gavin Harrison.”
It takes a few more songs before Gavin’s knot deflates. He does his best to pull out of me and tug my panties back in place.
“Good thing you're wearing those scent-blocking panties,” Gavin chuckles. “Let’s see if they soak up more than just slick.”
“Oh my god,” I groan, laughing as I spin around to bury my face into his chest.
Everything inside me feels... right. I’ve never been this happy in my life.
And while a part of me doesn’t think I deserve it, I know I do. This is how my life was supposed to be. I was just dealt a bad hand to start off with.
When the concert is over, we head to the band’s green room to wait for them.
Gavin and I are snuggled on the couch, making out like a couple of teens when they come into the room.
“You fucking didn’t!” Ally squeals, rushing over to us.
Gavin and I break apart, panting heavily, looking up at them like we just got caught kissing behind the school bleachers.
I’m a little dazed when Ally grips my chin and looks at my neck. “You fucking dirty dog,” she laughs at Gavin. “Nice.”
“You fucking marked her?” Brady gapes at him.
“Yeah, brother. What are you going to do about it?” Gavin asks, all smug as he wraps his arms around me.
For a moment, I think Brady is upset, but then he grins, shaking his head. “Always trying to beat me. Guess I’m just going to have to be next.” Brady gives me a heated look.
“I have an open space right here.” I rub my neck right below Gavin’s mark.
“Has my name on it,” Brady growls low, sending sparks right to my core.
I look over at Liam, nerves filling me as I wonder if he’s pissed. He’s my scent match. How does he feel about another Alpha marking me before him?
“Looks like I get a whole side just to myself.” He grins, shooting me a wink. “Can’t wait.”
Relief fills me as Ally throws herself down on the couch next to us. “I can’t believe you fucked right in the middle of the crowd.”
“Sorry.” I cover my face.
“Don’t be,” she laughs. “It was fucking hot. And I don’t think anyone noticed."
“How did you then?” Skyler asks as he and the band take a seat on the other couch.
Ally grins over at her friend. “Because I know my girl's orgasm face really fucking well.”
Skyler gapes at Ally, and she bursts into laughter. “Don’t be jelly, Sky. You're going to cause someone to make that kind of face soon. It will happen someday.”
“Oh, fuck off. I’ve made lots of girls cum, thank you very much.” Skyler throws the cap of his water bottle at her.
“You sure about that?” Tyson chuckles. “Maybe they’re faking it because they’re just happy to be sleeping with a rock star.”
“Says the same guy who got so drunk he couldn't get it up and had to ask Ryker to finish off the girl he brought home.”
