Page 51 of Trick or Heat

No wonder omegas love this, I think. I am addicted.

“I love you, Raivat.”

He smiles, his eyes twinkling as he kisses my brow. “And I love you, my Pari.”

I sneak a peek over to the others to see that they’re already looking back. DJ and Casey are slowly petting each other, their eyes dreamy and satisfied. Brodie is kissing Casey’s shoulder, looking ready to pounce on him the second DJ lets go.

“DJ,” I start. “Why don’t you come over here and claim me too?”

“Anything for you, Omega.”

I can feel a twinkle of something as he smiles. A little hint of arousal that I innately know is from him, and I realize that it must be due to the link we share with Casey. He has bonded with us both, so I can feel him, but only faintly.

But that simply won’t do. I want to feel all of him.

When he gets to me, he doesn’t waste a second. His body covers mine, holding me down with a delicious heaviness that causes me to pant before he’s even kissed me. Then, when his lips land on mine, I choke out a surprised moan. Our tongues tangle, our bodies morphing, until I am at the point of begging.

“DJ,” I whisper against his lips, my limbs shaking. “Please. I need it.”

That same faint shimmer of emotion is there again, but this time it’s a happy softness that I don’t expect as he says, “Me too.”

He trails down my throat, away from the bare spots near Raivat’s, and down to my chest. He pulls the neckline down and commandeers a spot right above the mound of my breast. My heart beats wildly right beneath his lips, which only spurs him on faster as he finally bites down and makes his mark.

I cry out, enjoying the way each hint of emotion from before comes speeding to the forefront. Beautiful joy radiates through me, transferring from his body to mine.

“W-Wrist,” I mutter, and he obliges without protest.

I dig my teeth into the flesh there, ready to cement this feeling, ready to see the explosion of his energy. I’m prepared this time for when the enormous combining of our energies takes over. The feeling makes my eyes burn, tears pooling there as everything comes flooding in.

He feels like all the beautiful things I look forward to every year. All the beautiful aspects of brisk weather, crunchy leaves, and Christmas cheer all wrapped into one. His optimism, his determination, his goofiness. They are all glorious pieces of him, and I can’t wait to learn the rest of what’s buried beneath his jolly frame.

“I love you, Omega,” he whispers, and the sentiment hits me right in the chest. He places his cheek there, and my hand laces through his hair, caressing softly.

“I love you too.”

I hear a frenzied grunt a few seconds later, and I look up to see Brodie and Casey kissing, their bodies mingling as they seek refuge in their newly formed bond. I can not only see but feel just how worked up they are through the link I hold with the others.

“We have to finish the bonds,” Raivat says sternly, but with a hint of amusement. When neither of them look his way, he laces a warning bark into his tone. “Omega. Your last alpha wants to mark you.”

Casey’s gaze darts to his, his pupils dilated. He doesn’t wait another moment before crawling over to our shaggy-haired alpha, their gazes set on each other the entire way over. It’s sexy, glorious. I can feel Raivat’s anticipation build the closer Casey gets to him.

Then I’m being swept away, pulled across the bed as I let out a playful squeak. Brodie is on top of me then, his demeanor playful and his scent feral as he flashes a wild grin. “Elkie,” he whispers.

“Oh god,” I blurt out. “Did Casey tell you that nickname?”

He laughs, but the sound cuts off as his lips find my neck, kissing and licking along the bare skin. I gasp, electricity shooting through me as he teases me, playfully nipping.

“Brodie,” I whisper, goosebumps erupting all over. “Please.”

That’s all it takes. His teeth dig into me, this time hard enough to break the skin. I hiss at the pain, but it soon turns pleasurable. A blast of color explodes behind my eyelids, and a moan escapes me without any warning. I lean over, wanting to finish the bonding, wanting the group to be complete, and sink my teeth into his shoulder.

He cries out, a delectable whimper falling from his lips. The cord pulls taut between us, cementing, and my heart suddenly feels so full that I think I might burst.

Brodie licks his bite, tending to it and releasing all the tension in my body. I slump down into the covers, my eyes fluttering closed as he cleans the wound.

“You’re my light,” he whispers. The soft brush of his lips against my ear sends a shiver down my spine. “And the love of my life.”

“I didn’t know you were a romantic,” I tease, caressing my thumb over the bond mark on his shoulder until he groans.