The Woodland Packs

He smiled softly, dimples pressing into his cheeks.

“I think it’s something to do with us being Fated Mates.”

“That’s awesome.”

I stroked along his palm, running my finger along the lines bisecting the flesh.

“So, what do we do, Dane?”

“What would you like to do, Celeste?”

“Um…” I looked from one man to the other.

I wanted to curl up in a ball and feel their protection around me. But how could I be honest about that?

“Um…”

“You can tell us.”

Could I really? There was only one way to find out.

I took a breath and gathered my courage.

“I want to cuddle. Could we do that?”

Tayte chuckled. “We can do anything you want, sweetheart, although I’m not sure these two are going to be able to stop themselves from ravishing you.”

Oh my God, seriously?

I blushed, heat flooding my cheeks once again.

I still couldn’t believe they all wanted me like that. After feeling ugly for so long, these three made me feel so sexy.

I was twenty-three years old and I’d had sex once. It was wrong. I wanted to remedy that, but how?

“I… don’t mind if you want to. I… you know that I’ve only had sex once. I wouldn’t know where to even begin.”

The men around me chuckled. “I would,” Sam said from next to me. “Come with us, beautiful.”

I let him drag me to my feet and tow me up the stairs.

My heart was in my throat, panic pulsing along my veins.

But I pushed the fear down. I trusted the Fated Mate link. I had to.

Even if the idea of being with three men at once made me want to vomit. Not from disgust, but from fear of disappointing them.

Sam tugged me into a huge bedroom.

“This is Tayte’s room. It’s got the largest bed.”

I glanced around. It was nice, but so male.

So plain, and blue.

I shivered as they drew me to the bed and began to undress themselves.

All three of them were about to be naked.