They all see it, all smell it on me.
The air shifts, and I can practically feel them all howling for me to pick them. To want them. To fuck them.
Lust fills every crevice of my body. I pant heavily, and my body tingles with insatiable cravings. The urge is so strong that I know I won’t be able to fight it. Short of someone snapping my neck, there is nothing that will stop me.
“I want all of you.”
The red-haired man chuckles and licks his lips like he was expecting me to say that.
“Me first.”
Chapter 34
Lumi
The others growl at the man who called dibs on me first. Surely, they’ve already agreed he gets to go first.
“Easy, boys. You’ll all get a turn.” I strip off my leather jacket and shirt, standing in my leather pants and black lace bra. Before I can remove another item of clothing, I feel at least three sets of hands on my bare skin.
No, I should stop this. I don’t want this.
I gasp as one of the hands palms my breast over my bra, and another dribbles hot kisses down my neck. My skin tingles, coming more alive with each brush of his lips against my sensitive flesh. Each nip of his teeth against my neck intensifies my arousal until I’m breathless, begging for more.
Stop…
The voice in my head is weaker this time, barely remembering why I shouldn’t let them touch me, kiss me, fuck me. All I can think about is how much I want them—all of them.
“Undress me,” I purr, needing them to touch every intimate part of my body.
“My pleasure,” a deep, growly voice says into the shell of my ear.
In the next breath, my bra is ripped from my chest, and my nipples pebble under the cool air.
I suck in a sharp breath as two hands belonging to two different men palm my breasts. I arch my back, pressing my body into their hands, wanting more of their touch. And yet…
There’s a change in the air. Intense feelings wash over me as if someone is watching me from the shadows. An unease stirs in my stomach.
I close my eyes, trying to ignore the feeling. But I can’t.
My eyes fly open, and when they do, they meet the glowing yellow eyes of an alpha. Ambrose is watching me from the edge of the circle.
I blink again, assuming it can’t be Ambrose. It has to be my imagination; he’s bound in a tree right now. But when I open them again, all I see ishim.
His glowing eyes.
His long, wavy dark hair with flecks of gold.
His larger-than-life muscles.
It’s him that I want, not these other guys.Him—my mate.
But even as I think it, his name begins to drift out of my mind until it’s completely vanished. I know I’m supposed to know him, that he’s important to me, but I can’t name him. I can’t remember who he is to me.
I frown as my head becomes more muddled and my thoughts become clouded.
Hiseyes are clear, though, as they watch me intently, and I get a sense that he’s waiting for me to do something.
I arch my back as a fingertip brushes against my pebbled nipple. Instinct tells me to close my eyes and enjoy this. It’s not every day that you get ravished by an entire pack of hot men. But there is something in me that won’t allow me to close my eyes. Something that won’t allow me to give in to the sensations happening throughout my body.
