Page 164 of Party Girl: How a Naughty Omega Finds Love
I drop my gaze and step away. “I’m so sorry.”
Cupping my face with his hands, he shakes his head and pulls me back against his body. “I don’t want to hurt you, but it’s too soon for me. I’m hard because you’re irresistible but my stomach is still in knots. I thought we lost you, Whit. As much as I want to make love to you, I just need to hold you.”
I drop my gaze and nod, understanding even though the rejection stings a little.
“And it would be selfish of me to keep you to myself. They all need you too.” His thumb brushes a tear away. “We love you.”
I suck in a sharp breath and glance at the other men sitting on the bed. “Don’t say things you don’t mean.”
“I mean it. I love you. We love you. I don’t care how soon it is or the insane circumstances were in.”
My heart trembles in my chest. Do I give him that much of me? Who am I kidding? I’ve already given them all of me. They’re my mates. They’re my whole world.
Dropping my forehead to his chest, I fist the fabric of his shirt in my hands and release a shaky laugh. “This is insane.”
“Isn’t that what love is?” he asks, kissing my nose. “You drive me crazy, you know? No one gets under my skin like you do.”
“You’re being too nice.” I pull back, and his hands trace down my arms.
“Asher’s staring at us like a puppy who was denied a treat,” Trev says with a smile. “You should go to him.”
I pause. “You don’t want me to say it back?”
“You don’t have to.” He shrugs. “I see it in the way you trust us. I hear it in the way you whisper my name. I smell it in your scent.” He places his finger to the pulse point on my neck. “I feel it in the way your heart skips when I touch you.”
“This feels like a dream.”
He pinches my ass and I yelp, swatting his chest.
“Asshole.”
“Brat,” he says, stealing another kiss before guiding me toward where Asher is now standing. He’s blocking Hayden and Avi—both of whom look none too pleased about it. Asher’s green eyes drink me in. His body practically shakes as he holds himself back. If he weren’t worried about how I’d react, I’m sure he would have tackled me by now.
I stop a foot away from Asher and beam at him. His black hair is messy, and his forehead is creased with deep lines.
“Remember the first time we met?”
He nods, eyes flicking to Trev. “Yeah.”
“I’d never met anyone as handsome as you.” I reach up and run my fingers over his forehead to try and smooth the lines. “Then when you drove me away from Curtis’ club, I was so mad. So mad because you found out who I really was. I wasn’t the woman you’d almost hooked up with anymore.” I frown a little, not entirely sure where my words are taking me, but I can’t seem to stop them. “Then you took me home.” I move my fingers down to the collar of his shirt and drag him closer. “I never thanked you.”
Going up on my toes, I kiss Asher like I know he’s dying to kiss me, ravaging his mouth until he finally loses that control he’s clinging to and grabs the backs of my thighs. I jump and wrap my legs around his waist and he carries me to the bed.
We kiss until I can’t breathe. I rip my mouth from his and bury my head into his neck, breathing him in. His fingers hold my hips, but like Trev, he doesn’t push me for more even though my own scent must be rank with need. Asher holds me until Avi clears his throat.
“Think they have Bob Ross?”
I laugh against Asher’s neck before climbing out of his lap and going to Avi. He kisses me with more reservation, but his hands find my ass and press me against his body. I’m only a little mad he doesn’t rip my clothes off and fuck me on the floor.
“I’m so sorry we failed you,” Hayden says.
Extracting myself from Avi’s hold, I stand in the middle of the room and scowl at all of them.
“You didn’t fail me.”
No one speaks.
I growl. “The Omega Council coming for me was inevitable.”
