We will be a pack, one way or another. And I will fight for that to happen, even if whoever the universe designed them to be with tries to come between them.
Liam and Ally are mine. Their hearts are one another’s.
Anyone else in the future... they’re just going to have to deal with that.
Scent matches can be powerful as hell, but so can soul bonds. They’re a force to be reckoned with.
Chapter 4
PRESENT DAY
Lulu
“Hey,” I grumble, elbowing Brady in the stomach. “That’s playing dirty.”
“Mhhmm.” He hums in my ear, my whole body shivering at the sound. His hands slide over my hips, giving them a firm squeeze. I close my eyes and take a steadying breath, trying with everything inside me not to give in to temptation. He rolls his hips, the bulge making it obvious that he wants me. “Don’t act as if you don’t like it dirty,” he purrs the last word, and damn it, I know he can smell just how turned on I am. The whole club probably can.
“Not right now,” my voice quivers. Shaking my head, I eye up the ball and shoot my last ball right into the hole. “Fuck yes!” I shout, tossing my pool cue onto the table, a bright smile and pure joy racing through me. “I win!” I gloat, spinning around to look up at Brady with the intention of rubbing it in his face.
We’ve been at this game for longer than we normally play, but Brady started it by teasing me; it was only fair of me to fight fire with fire.
Every time one of us went to take a shot, the other did something to throw them off their game.
About half an hour in, I was wondering why the hell I thought this would be a good idea. I’m horny, soaked, and ready for a good knot or two. Didn’t help that Gavin was watching nearby, giving me those sexy fuck-me eyes.
But I’m stubborn, and I wanted to win. I didn’t back down, didn’t give in, and now I’ve won.
As I look up at Brady’s lust-filled eyes, his pheromones coming off him in waves, I’m so glad this game is over with.
“So you did.” His voice is thick and smooth, making me break out in goosebumps. I swallow hard, eyes flicking between his as I lick my lips. Slick gushes free, and I’m three seconds away from begging him to take me right here on this pool table, other club members around us be damned. “What would you like your prize to be, Doll Face?” he hums, his fingers reaching up to graze my jaw.
My chest heaves as my mind can only think of one thing. “You,” I whisper. “Inside me.”
The low growl he lets out is purely feral. “My favorite fucking place to be.” Gripping my chin, he kisses me roughly, making me moan into his mouth as he shoves his tongue in and over mine. We kiss like it’s our last time before he breaks free, leaving me shaking with need. “Out!” he barks loudly. “Everyone, get the fuck out. Now.”
Biting my lip, I try to hold back my smile. I love it when my Alphas are all growly and possessive. I also love how they can never seem to keep their hands off me longer than a few hours. Being an Omega has its perks. We can fuck for hours and never get tired of it.
“Come on, man!” someone complains. “Can’t you go get your dick wet in one of the other rooms?”
The death glare Brady sends the guy has me moaning. If you asked me a year ago if I saw myself with two Alphas from an MC, I’d probably laugh.
But now? I can’t imagine my life without them.
“You heard the man!” Gavin shouts, standing up from the chair he was sitting in, watching. “Out.”
Most of the guys are out on a run right now, so I don’t feel bad about the few people who are still here getting kicked out. I’m sure the guys will go to their rooms within the clubhouse andeither continue to party there or take a sweet butt home. Right now, I don’t have it in me to care.
Burying my face in Brady’s chest, I take deep lungfuls of his leather and musk scent. It’s like a drug, a hit right to my pussy. They might not be my scent matches, but that doesn't mean their scents don’t do wonderful things to my body.
“Brady,” I whimper when I can’t wait any longer.
His eyes snap down to mine, going from annoyed to hooded again. “I got you, baby,” he murmurs, leaning in to kiss me.
His big hand cups the back of my head, fingers tangling in my now blonde bob. Our lips work together frantically, every movement of his tongue against mine sending throbs of pleasure right to my core.
I swallow his growl as he grips my hips, sitting me on top of the pool table.
“Need you in me,” I moan as he hungrily sucks and nips at my throat.
