Page 151 of Heat & Deceit
Mine. Mine. Mine.
“I love her,” I murmur to the guys.
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ROME
Nova is stunning in that dress, but it’s not the gown that renders the room silent. It’s the soul that burns in those beautiful eyes. That soul that somehow shimmers with happiness and snares my own.
No one here can compare to Nova.
She may not realize it, but Nova commands the room. If she told everyone to kneel, I have no doubt they would. Her hips sway with every step, begging to be grasped while I take her from behind and fill her with my cum. As if sensing my thoughts, her eyes sparkle and her lips curve into a devastating smile that seals my fate.
“I love her,” Javi murmurs.
“She has my heart,” I confess.
And I’ll do everything in my power to make sure no one fucks with her ever again.
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LY
I used to think perfection was overrated, but the longer I stare at Nova, the more I can’t help but think I was wrong.Sheis perfect. I drink her in, my dick hardening as she comes closer. Her attention floats to me, and I stand a little taller, smirking at her. She narrows her eyes, and I bite my lip. How did a bastard like me get so lucky?
She’s more than enough.
She’s everything.
“I love her,” Javi murmurs.
“She has my heart,” Rome says.
My heart rams against my ribcage. “She’s the rain.”
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NOVA
My heart flutters as I take the first step. There are at least a hundred people in the room, but my gaze instantly finds my pack. Javi’s silent command. Rome’s steady presence. Ly’s chaotic charm. Starburst eyes. Patient hands. A devastating smirk. My stomach clenches with every step down. My heart slams against my ribcage. Everyone is watching me, but all I see is them. All I feel is their love, and I meet each of their gazes, giving back as much as I can and then some.
These alphas are more than I could have conjured in my wildest of dreams.
My heels click across the marble floor as I make my way to them. The crowd shifts, parting for me. The three of them watch me like I’m some sort of gift, and my eyes fill with tears, but I quickly blink them away.
I stop in front of them. “Fancy meeting you here,” I whisper, nerves making me resort to being awkward as hell.
Ly chuckles under his breath, and his hand lashes out, grabbing my wrist and claiming me first. That amber scent I’ve come to love coils around me as his lips capture mine. Ly holds me like I’m fragile, but he kisses me like he wants to break me. He kisses me like he wants to remember. I nip his bottom lip, and he hisses, breaking away from the kiss and burying his head against my neck.
“Tease.”
“You started it,” I say with a laugh.
Rome grabs me next, his hold strong and secure. His hand cups the side of my face and tips my head back, forcing me to meet his intense gaze. Spice and citrus anchor me to the spot as his mouth crashes into mine. He dips me back, almost like we’re dancing, making a show of claiming me in front of a room full of people. I clutch his shirt and let my muscles relax, trusting that he’ll take care of me. He kisses me properly—until my core is aching for his knot, and I’m out of breath—then helps me stand up straight.
“Last but not least,” Javi says under his breath, taking me into his arms.
I gaze into his eyes, tracing the yellow starbursts in his irises, remembering the first time he held me. Little did I know that almost getting hit by a car would change my entire world. Placing his calloused hand at the base of my throat, Javi drags me to him, and I submit, letting him dominate the kiss. Letting him control me. Letting his tongue part my lips and beat mine into submission. I release a happy sigh and clutch the forearm of the hand around my neck, using it to ground myself.
