Chapter 25
Juniper
I wake just as the sun rises, the rays of light spilling through the window, the blackout blinds still open when Ev and I were busy mauling one another.
The man himself is still sleeping soundly, no longer locked inside me and lying on his stomach with his arm slung around my waist. Blankets are haphazardly strewn everywhere, one covering Ev’s delectable ass, while another only just covers my lower half. It’s warm in here, though, so there’s not much need for blankets. I mean, I’m not shy with any of my guys, and they’re absolutely not shy with me, so modesty is no longer a thing here.
Which is why, when nature calls and my bladder begins screaming for a bathroom, I ease myself from beneath Evron’s arm, smiling down at the man as he gently snores soundly, worn out from last night’s activities. Without bothering to cover myself, my clothes strewn all over the place, I tiptoe out of my nest and send Evron one last fond look in his direction before leaving the room.
Finding a bathroom quickly, I relieve myself and clean up the mess Ev and I made in record time, finding a discarded shirt that smells like Leylan on the sink to slip over my sensitive body. As soon as I’m covered, I leave the bathroom and go in search of either my guys or food, whichever I stumble across first .
Just as I’m quietly shuffling down the hallway, letting my nose lead me, I hear the tippity tapping of a keyboard nearby. Frowning, I pause and listen for the clacking of keys, and decide to let my curiosity take the reins.
It doesn’t take long to find the click-clacker, sneaking up to a partly opened door and peering inside to find Lowie seated at a computer with headphones covering his ears and a sexy pair of glasses seated on the bridge of his nose. He looks comfortable, with his dark hair a mess on his head, his white shirt tight around his shoulders and biceps, and a pair of sleep pants hanging low on his hips as he leans back in his chair staring at the black screen filled with numbers and letters I can’t make any sense of.
Entranced with the sight of him and enjoying how he’s unaware that I’m spying on him, I push the door open a fraction before leaning on the doorframe, settling in to watch him a little longer. I don’t even care if it makes me look creepy, because the sight of him, of any of them, deserves to be shamelessly ogled.
I’m not sure how long I watch him, my eyes tracing over his features, his muscles as he leans close to the keyboard and begins typing rapidly on the lit-up keyboard in front of him. I’m completely distracted by the way his hands fly over the keys that it takes me a moment to realize he’s no longer unaware that I’ve been snooping.
With his head turned slightly, I catch the twitch of Lowie’s lips, and I know I’ve been sussed. Much is proven when he stops typing and turns to face me properly before tugging off his headphones and placing them on a nearby stand. “Morning, Angel. Sleep well?”
The teasing note isn’t missed, and I roll my eyes before stepping into his room as soon as he holds his hand out for me. I’m tugged into his lap the moment I’m close enough, seated bridal style in his chair with his warm body cradling me snugly. “Slept like a baby as soon as Evron finally let me. ”
“Greedy bastard,” Lowie grumbles under his breath, right before he cups my face and lures me into a soft, sipping kiss that I sink into with very little coaxing.
By the time he pulls back, I’m a little kiss-drunk and teased into a slightly needy state. Lowie catches it instantly, inhaling deeply and smiling somewhat smugly when I feel my cheeks heat. “You’re still needy little omega after the night you had? Based on the noises I could hear, you should still be asleep right now.”
“Oh my god,” I whisper, dropping my face into the asshole’s neck and hiding my ridiculous smile into his sandalwood-and-coconut-scented skin.
Lowie snickers, resting his cheek on my head as he says, “Don’t get shy on me now, Angel. How’re you feeling? Are you sore?”
I shake my head, keeping my nose pressed up against his throat, brushing my lips over his warm neck before I press a kiss against his steady pulse.
“Did Ev take care of you?” he asks, voice deepening as I press more kisses against him, tasting him with small licks and nips that have his arms tightening around me, his computer long forgotten.
With a deep groan as my teeth scrape over his neck, Lowie sinks one hand into the back of my tangled hair, using his hold to keep me in place while his other hand journeys south. It travels over the sides of my bare breasts covered in Ley’s shirt, and over my hip, right before Lowie bunches up the material of his brother’s shirt.
Pausing his hands, Lowie tilts his head slightly to offer me more of his neck for me to maul, before he asks, “You need more, Angel?”
“Uh-huh,” I mutter against his neck, going right back to running my tongue over his pulse that quickens in pace, matching the beats of my heart.
When I bite into him, my blunt teeth denting his skin, Lowie curses under his breath before he slips his heated hand beneath the shirt, slipping between my already slick thighs and finding me bare and wanting already.
“I love how wet you get for me. So hot and slick,” he groans as soon as he glides his fingers through my folds and coats them in my arousal, his touch teasing.
Moaning against his neck, I blurt, “What the hell is with you guys and your filthy mouths?”
I can hear the grin in Lowie’s voice as he counters, “Is that a complaint I hear, Angel? I thought you liked dirty talk.”
“I fucking love it,” I agree, my legs parting to allow him better access to my already needy pussy. Don’t know why she’s already gagging for more, like the bitch didn’t get an entire night of mind-blowing orgasms. “Pretty sure only a few dirty words in those sexy voices of yours will have me gushing before you’ve even touched me properly.”
He glides his fingers through my wet folds again, and goads, “This isn’t touching you properly?”
A whine slips free of my throat when the tips of his fingers tease my entrance, and I scrape my teeth over his neck again before I say, “I don’t know why you guys like teasing me so much, but I’ll be happy to get myself off if you keep me waiting long.”
Lowie outright laughs, right before the fucker plunges two fingers deep inside me, the hand in my hair gripping tightly and preventing me from pulling back while I gasp and moan at the sudden intrusion. With his lips brushing my ear, Lowie whispers, “That’s not much of a threat, babe. I could watch you fuck yourself any time of the day and never tire of it. I’d much rather make you come, though. So, how do you want it? Slow and sensual or quick and hard?”
Those kinds of options are for people who don’t have thick fingers inside them, walls pulsing around those digits with anticipation and need. So, with a deeper bite into his neck, I give him an answer with a rough roll of my hips and a moan as his fingers sink that little bit more inside me .
“Mmm,” Lowie groans, dropping his head back as he allows me to mark up the previously blemish-free skin on his neck. “Quick and hard it is, Angel. I want you spasming around my fingers in the next five minutes, your come dripping down my hand, and you mindless enough to let me man handle by the time I’m done. Think you can give me that?”
“Uh-huh. Yes, definitely,” I answer quickly, gasping with a small mewl as Lowie instantly starts fucking me with his fingers, pumping them in and out of my body with a mind-exploding speed and a roughness that blends effortlessly with the pleasure that suddenly rocks through my body. “Oh, fuck, just like that.”
“That’s it, baby. You take us so well. Look how good you take my fingers,” Lowie whispers against my head, and I tear my face from his neck to peer down my body at where Lowie’s tanned hand takes up residence between my legs.
The moment my eyes are on the apex of my thighs, Lowie starts fucking me hard and fast, crooking his fingers with every inward pump of his fingers, hitting a spot inside me that has my eyes rolling to the back of my head and an orgasm already building at the base of my spine.
“I can feel you tightening around me already, Angel. It’s like your pussy is trying to suck my fingers in like they’re a knot you want buried inside you,” Lowie growls, right before his chest starts rumbling with a roughened purr that draws my orgasm closer and closer. “Fuck yes, chase it, baby. Come all over my fingers.”
He pumps harder, crooks that little bit more, and I’m hurtling cunt-first into a blinding orgasm that steals my breath and sanity so fast that I instantly feel lightheaded and loose while my walls pulse around Lowie’s slowing fingers.
“Sexiest damn thing to walk this earth,” the guy groans against my temple, lips brushing my slightly damp skin before Lowie places a string of kisses over my skin until he meets the crook of my neck. Breathing against my neck while I come back to myself, aftershocks jerking my body while I continue to clench around his fingers now buried deep inside me, Lowie decides then to mutter, “One day soon, I’m going to sink my teeth into your flesh right here while I’m fucking those noises out of you. Gonna bond you so you can’t ever be rid of me again.”
My pussy clenches tightly at that, very fond of the idea as much as my heart and brain are. I feel Lowie’s lips turn up into a grin, and he chuckles before breathing, “Good to know you’re on board with that, Angel. Because there’s no way I could ever let you go. Not ever again.”
“I’m never letting you go, either,” I whisper, rolling my head as I find the energy to cup the back of his neck and draw him into a lingering kiss that almost has me ready and raring to go for another few orgasms.
When I pull back, I find those pretty, sky-blue eyes watching me with undeniable warmth and enough emotion that my heart stutters in my chest. With our gazes locked, Lowie pulls his fingers free and places them in his mouth, sucking down his digits and groaning when my flavor hits his tongue.
“Oh, no, don’t do that. I need food really bad, and if you do shit like that, I’m going to end up in a heat spike and lock you away in my nest to have my way with,” I damn near pant like a bitch in heat, and Lowie grins around his fingers, polishing off my release like it’s his favorite flavor candy.
“Doesn’t sound like a bad way to spend the day,” he quips as he drops his hand, cupping my hip and drawing me closer as he sinks deeper into his chair.
Lowie’s gaze roams all over me, from my tousled hair and wrinkled shirt borrowed from his brother, to the flush I can feel in my cheeks and the way I can’t take my eyes off him. Pretty sure he catches them soften as they collide with his, and a soft smile teases his lips as we stare at one another.
Just as I’m about to ask him what on my face has him so enraptured, the usually grumpiest of the twins softly declares, “You know how much I love you, Angel? ”
My mouth parts with the small gasp, and I slowly shake my head as his words sink into my mind. He loves me. That’s the second confession I’ve had in two days, and my heart expands so much in my chest that it actually aches with the ferocity of the love I feel for these guys.
“I’d do anything for you, Juniper. I’d kill for you, die for you, absolutely anything in between. I love you more than I need air to breathe, more than I need blood to live, and more than I need water to survive. You’re my person, my omega, and I was dead serious when I told you that I want to bond you real fucking soon. I want you to be mine, to be ours, in every sense of the word, and I want it as soon as you say the word go,” he divulges, and I feel a single tear fall from my eyes. I didn’t even know I was tearing up, his words hitting my chest like a battering ram.
Lowie brushes my hair from my face, smiling softly like he didn’t just render me emotional and silent, before leaning in to press the most heartwarming kiss to my lips that makes my toes curl, my heart swell impossibly further, and my world shatter and reform around him and the four other men who own me, heart, body, and soul.
When we pull apart, Lowie nips at my neck before he says, “Now, let’s go feed you. I know you turn into a hangry beast if we don’t feed you quick enough.”
Rolling my eyes, I snort before clambering from his lap, watching as he stands, removes his glasses, and throws them onto his desk, then adjusts himself in his sleep pants. I bite my lip, wanting to offer to take care of the delicious bulge, but my stomach chooses that moment to rumble loudly. Our gazes collide, and I laugh when Lowie raises his eyebrows as if to say, ‘see what I mean?’
He reaches for my hand, and I link our fingers together, allowing him to lead me toward the door. Before we exit the bedroom, however, I tug Lowie to a stop. Questioning eyes peer down at me as I reach for the back of his neck, my thumb brushing against his jaw, and I finally spill my guts to another man I’ve loved since long before I can even remember. “I love you, too, by the way. So much that I never even considered that anyone else, but you and the others could be my pack. You’re my family, and you own my heart. What you’d do for me, I’d do for you. I love you.”
I’ve never seen a grin like the one Lowie breaks into so suddenly that my mouth falls open in shock and my heart stalls in my chest before picking up a beat so rapid that I’m sure he can actually hear it.
“That, Angel, is the best thing I’ve ever heard in all of my life,” he informs, right before he yanks me into a panty-melting grin. Or, at least, my panties would disintegrate if I were wearing any.
When he pulls back, he looks so happy that I could cry from sheer giddiness. Then he says, “Now let’s feed you and find the others. We all need to sit down and have a conversation about who gets to mark that pretty skin first with our teeth. I’ll fight anyone to bond you first, so be prepared to flash those perky tits to distract us all if we end up in a tussle.”
Shocked, I burst out laughing, amused and in love and so dopily happy that it would be sickening to witness if I weren’t practically delirious with emotion. I’m still laughing as Lowie leads me out of his room and through the hallway, our fingers still entwined as we stroll through the house and toward the stairs.
We finally find the others when we step into the kitchen, a bleary eyed Evron perking up instantly the moment we come into view. He’s rounding the island he was slouched against moments before, bolting straight for me with a wide grin and a sparkle in his eyes that has me smiling at him.
As soon as he’s close, I’m scooped up in his hold, legs automatically winding around his waist as he steals me away from a now grumbling Lowie. I’m led into the living room and deposited into his lap when Evron takes a seat on the couch. The others all come to join us, each guy offering me kisses and smiles and morning greetings despite me being seated in Evron’s lap, before settling all around me, filling the space with our mingled scents that remind me of home and safety.
A plate of pancakes is placed on my lap by Leylan, his sweet smile sending a flurry of butterflies flapping away in my belly, and I thank him with a brief kiss that makes him smile boyishly before claiming a seat beside his brother.
“Dig in, beautiful,” Creek commands, taking a seat beside Ev and me, his own plate of pancakes at the ready.
Geo is already flicking through TV channels, searching for a movie to watch despite it being early enough that we should all still be sleeping in, while the others dig into their breakfast, Evron taking bites of mine before he drops his head back and begins dozing with me snuggled in his lap.
For the next couple of hours, we all hang out in the living room, chatting quietly while Evron catches up on the sleep we stole in lieu of much more fun things. We watch a movie, laugh, joke, and tease one another like we used to, and it’s a stark reminder that despite the time that lingers between us now, it’s as though nothing at all has changed between us all. They’re still my home. My family. My pack.
“Baby? You okay?” Geo wonders, catching me staring off into the distance while I lose myself to my thoughts.
“Hmm?” I ask, blinking my gaze over to him, only to find them all watching me, even Evron. When did he even wake up? “Sorry, lost in thought. What did I miss?”
Evron kisses the side of my head, Creek takes my hand in his, and Lowie places a possessive hand on my thigh while Leylan leans in his seat to peer over at me and Geo turns his entire body so he’s facing me and Evron directly. It’s a heady feeling, being the focus of all of their attention. One on one is crazy enough, but all five? Hell, it feels like I’ve just touched a livewire, a lively current zipping through my veins.
“Why do I get the feeling I missed something important?” I wonder out loud, and Evron snickers against the side of my head, kissing me again like he can’t get enough now that we crossed that particularly intimate barrier.
“Where did you go in that pretty head of yours, Juju?” Ley wonders, leaning his head in his hand as he braces his elbow on his knee.
I shrug, jostling Evron, and I laugh when he grunts and nips at my ear before easily admitting, “Just thinking about how you guys have always been home for me. That how time hasn’t changed how I see you all as my family and...”
“And pack?” Lowie finishes for me when my voice trails off.
I shrug once more, and agree. “And pack.”
“Then it looks like we’re on the same page, beautiful,” Creek inserts, lifting my hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it. “Because we were just saying that we want to make it official whenever you’re ready.”
My face falls slack with surprise, though the shock doesn’t come from being a pack with them, but how willing and ready they are to make it happen. I’m pretty sure each of them would bite me in a heartbeat if I gave them the go ahead, even Geo, who’s bite wouldn’t make a bond but sure would leave a pretty mark. I’d wear it with pride and force him to bite me over and over again so it never fades.
“Lowie and Evron already mentioned bonding this morning, and how you were on board with the idea,” Leylan notes, smiling softly as my wide eyes fall onto him.
I nod in confirmation, seemingly pulling an Ariel with a lost voice. Their scents surround me where I sit, Evron and Lowie’s stronger than the others but no more mouthwatering, and my head feels a little light as their scents mingle with the casual way we’re talking about bonds. Something irreversible, permanent, and not something to decide on a whim.
“Are bonds something you want, beautiful?” Creek questions softly, stormy blues watching me closely.
I nod again, feeling very much like a bobble head .
“With us?” he pushes, hope filling his eyes as if he didn’t already know that he and the others are my endgame. My happily ever after.
“With all of you,” I confirm, my heart warming at the smile that breaks over Creek’s handsome face, ocean eyes lighting up with approval and satisfaction.
“Then it’s settled, Blue,” Ev whispers into my ear. “You give the go ahead, and we’ll mark you up so thoroughly that there will be no mistaking what pack you belong to.”
I shiver as goosebumps break out over my skin, enjoying his words far more than I’d ever confess out loud. Instead, I clear my throat and tease, “And what pack is that, huh?”
“Pack Baines, baby. The only pack for you,” Geo answers, winking over at me when my head snaps in his direction, shock and pleasure filling me from head to toe.
Breathing out a shuttered breath, I sink deeper into Evron’s hold with my entire weight, causing him to grunt and laugh against my bare shoulder where he tickles me with more kisses. I run my gaze over each of my guys, finding an array of emotion in each gaze, namely happiness, warmth, and no short supply of love. All of it mirrored in my own eyes as I look at them.
“Pack Baines?” I chuckle, a surreal sense of rightness washing over me as I feel the words on my tongue. I receive a round of nods, a muttered uh-huh from Evron, and a wink from Geo, and I nod slowly before settling fully into the idea that these men are mine and will be mine in every sense of the word. “I really like the sound of that.”