Tilly

And screamed. The sound coming from deep within my lungs as the bitter water cascaded over my body.

“A cold shower was what you needed.”

My hands beat over his shoulders, but he chuckled as he held me in place. I writhed to get out of his grip and my movements seemed to turn him on as his cock stiffened and a shiver of desire coursed through me. He smiled as his eyes met mine, his nose twitching.

“Seems you’re as turned on as me,” he said, pressing my back against the cool tiles and kissed me like he had on that first night.

“You need to let us in Tilly,” he said with a breathy sigh as he pulled away, our eyes locked as water ran over our heads and down our faces.

His lips landed with a surprising softness on mine again, but it was when one hand coasted up my body that I yelped with surprise when he cupped my breast and squeezed.

The yelp didn’t last long. Desire took over my stupid body. I moaned into his mouth.

“Will you let us in?” he asked.

“How long have you known Cruz and Jackson?” I asked, rather than answer his question.

“I’ve known Jackson since school, Cruz is a year younger and we knew about him, but we didn’t become a pack until four years ago, as I already told you,” he said.

“Four years.”

Luca nodded. “When he told us about you.”

I swallowed, not knowing how to answer, but I believed Jackson and Luca weren’t there that night. He seemed sincere, but I wasn’t ready to let my guard down, not yet.

“What did he tell you?”

“That he had scented his omega before she became an omega. All alphas know that only happens with scent matched alphas and omegas,” he said.

“And you agreed to join his pack because of that?” I asked.

“Cruz knew Jackson, and I were his pack. He knows you are our omega.”

He killed my father. I wanted to say it, but I couldn’t.

“Yes, I’ll think about being your omega, but don’t push me,” I replied. He smiled as he pushed his hips into mine. I grinned. “I said don’t push me.” The water turned warm and lapped over flesh as he kissed me tenderly. “What happens now?” I asked when his lips moved to nuzzle my cheek.

As much as I wanted to drag the shorts over his ass, and I wanted him to pull my workout gear off my body and him thrust into me. I couldn’t, not yet.

More than anything, I wanted answers and whatever happened between Jackson, Luca and me would develop and I could work out who Cruz was.

“Choose the sauna or steam room to relieve your aching muscles,” he said. Lowering my feet to the floor and slapping my ass. “Clothes off, and I’ll see you in there in a couple of minutes.”

“I meant, what happens between us?” I said, staring at him.

He held my arms and dropped his forehead on mine. “We are happy to be led by you for now. At least until you’re more trusting.”

I tilted my head to one side and considered him for a moment.

“Get changed, I’ll get you towels,” Luca said.

A few minutes later, I laid in the steam room wrapped in a towel and enjoying the warmth on my skin and knowing this was helping my tender body.

A soft kiss landed on my lips. My eyes shot open, and I smiled.

Luca sat behind me, pulling my body until my head rested on his lap. Not that it was a good idea being so close to an alpha, only wrapped in a towel.

“What’s your relationship with Jackson and Cruz?” I asked, glancing up at him.

“Platonic, brotherly love.”

“Have you ever had an omega? Lost one?” I pushed. He shook his head. “Sorry, I should keep my thoughts to myself.”

”Ask anything you want to. I want you to want to know about us,” he said.

“Are you bonded as a pack?”

“Not yet. When you’re bonded to each of us, you complete us,” he said.

I smiled at that. “I complete your pack.” I quickly cleared my throat. “I mean, an omega will complete your pack.”

Luca dropped his head against the sauna wall, his eyes closed as he laughed and in that moment I wanted to kiss him—not kill him.

“Will you take another lover if I choose your pack?” I asked, my voice quiet.

His eyes locked on mine instantly. “Tilly, all we want is you. There will be no others joining this pack.”

His lips were on mine before I could say anything, or stop him. He was kissing me, taking what he thought was his.

I wanted to stop him, to scream at him, to tell him I wasn’t ready. But I didn’t. I sunk into the kiss as he stole my resolve and took my breath away.

And I felt it.

There was something there the first time I kissed him and I felt it again. This was deeper than an alpha-omega pairing—this was soul deep.

I felt the connection deep down in my bones. Like I felt with Jackson and, unfortunately, the same I felt for Cruz.

Oh, damn.

He smiled onto my lips before his teeth nibbled the side of my cheek, across to my ear and he pulled my lobe into his mouth. His fingers played with the top of the towel, slowly unfolding the fabric until I was naked before him.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmured into my neck, kissing every inch of my skin. I moaned when he pinched my nipples, but suddenly it wasn’t enough. I turned and unfolded the towel from his lap. My eyebrows bounced as I stared at his large, thick cock.

These alphas were massive. I dreaded to think how much it was going to ruin me if I took that and a knot inside me.

Whoa, slow down, Tilly.