Page 107 of Party Girl: How a Naughty Omega Finds Love
“I think he did,” Avi replies.
“She’s pack?” Hayden asks.
“Normally you guys are quicker than this.” Trev huffs, and I chuckle, shaking my head.
“He offered and I accepted. Are you okay with that?” I glance at all of them, trying to gauge their reactions.
“Are we okay?” Hayden’s incredulous tone almost makes me laugh again. Only his hands tightening on my arm keep me from giggling. I’m the most worried about how he’ll take the news.
“She’s insane,” Asher mumbles.
“Completely delusional if she thinks we’re not okay with it,” Avi agrees.
“You guys are freaking me out.” I look over my shoulder at Trev.
He shrugs. “They’re your pack now. Too late to ask for a refund.”
“I don’t want a refund,” I grumble, turning back to the guys. “So… I’m pack.”
Hayden’s lips crash into mine, and his hands cup my face. His tongue traces the seam of my mouth, and I open to him, letting him claim me in front of all of them. Trev would have never let me in the pack if he wasn’t okay with this on some level, but I still want to make sure Hayden and I can continue exploring our relationship. He grabs my wrist and breaks away from our kiss, gasping for air and kissing the mark Trev left behind.
“May I?”
A blush crawls up my neck. “This is so awkward.”
“I need you to say yes.” He’s not smiling. The guys are all silent, also waiting for my decision.
I’m not used to this sort of power over my life. It’s strange, but I love it.
“Bite me already,” I urge, helping my wrist meet his mouth.
His bite doesn’t hurt as much as Trev’s, since I know what to expect. My heart pounds and my chest grows tight; a sudden spike of panic tries to take over, but I slowly breathe in and out. This is my choice. They’re not like Curtis, or my parents. These guys are good. Still, I end up counting the number of tiles immediately surrounding me to cope with the sudden bout of anxiety.
Hayden kisses my wrist and lifts his gaze to meet mine. “Welcome to the pack.”
Asher nudges Hayden out of the way and saves me from having to respond.
“Don’t think I’ve forgotten about the spanks.” He slowly leans in, making his intentions to kiss me super clear. I hate that they’re so worried about freaking me out, but I like how gentle they’re being right now. Asher teases my lips with his and breathes me in, groaning before pressing his mouth against mine. “Maybe we can sneak out to a club and finish what we started,” he whispers while kissing me.
“She’s not going anywhere.” Trev shatters the sinfully dirty image I’d been building in my mind.
Party pooper.
Asher takes my wrist in his hand and raises it to his lips, pausing to wait for my nod before he marks me as well. My entire body heats, from the ever-growing bond or from the intensity of the moment, I’m not sure, but his bite feels as right as Trev’s and Hayden’s did. My stomach doesn’t turn in warning. My heart beats a little faster and a silly grin splits my face. What I thought was a panic attack is actually excitement. The emotion is heady and intense, almost enough to make me feel buzzed.
“You’re ours now.” Asher kisses me again, a little rougher and a smidge desperate compared to the last one. “I’ve been thinking about you since that night,” he confesses for only me to hear.
My smile grows, and he steps aside so Avi can claim me too. He’s more controlled than Hayden and Asher, but his eyes sparkle with excitement, and his boyish grin is heartbreakingly sweet.
“You belong with us, you know that, right?”
I hesitate to agree. Part of me doesn’t feel good enough for these guys. They’re all so good. I’ve only ever been trouble and bad.
“Those are your demons speaking.”
How is it that I never have to say anything, but he knows exactly the demons I’m battling?
“They’re so loud.” I hold his gaze, his kind brown eyes making me realize my self-doubt is my worst enemy. I won’t let it take more away from this moment than it already has. “I belong.” My voice is soft and the words come out as more of a question than a statement.
