Ben knelt in front of me as I sat back up next to Rylan. “We’d love to give you a sleeve. Made up of all of our styles. It’s not something that can be lost or taken off, and it’s even more visible than a claiming mark.”

My mouth popped open. “Really?”

“Really.” He grinned. “And we’d each get something as well. Not all of us have room for sleeves, but something.”

“Yes.” There wasn’t any hesitation. I didn’t care about the pain. I wanted them on me. “Yes, absolutely. And I want it before Eva gets her tattoo because like hell is my pack going to tattoo her before me.”

Ben climbed over me, pushing me back onto the cushions. “You know mine’s going to be a cupcake, right?” He traced a hand down my arm. “And it’s going to be so realistic people will want to take a bite out of your arm.”

I burst out laughing. “That’s going to be so weird, but I can’t imagine anything else.”

My Alpha kissed along my jaw, working his hands beneath me to take my bra off. “We’re all getting tattoos with you. Matching ones. Your choice.”

I couldn’t even fathom all the options there. “Maybe I could design something.”

“Hell yes,” Ben said, tossing my bra aside. “And None of us are going to knot you now. Because after we’re finished bonding with you, that’s only the beginning.”

“What do you mean?”

I was breathless, already overwhelmed by the feeling of him and the scent of all of them and the realization this was about to become permanent.

“It means we have to be careful of your ankle, but other than food, we’re not planning on leaving the nest tonight.”

The frenzy Eva mentioned. Like a heat, but not quite. “Yes.”

Ben’s hand skimmed down my stomach and beneath my underwear, finding my clit and teasing me. “It doesn’t matter what order we do this in,” he whispered. “Choose who feels right. We’re all going to bond with you, and I can’t fucking wait to make you mine.”

A moan slipped out of me at the same time he slipped a finger inside me. “Do it,” I breathed. “Make me yours.”

Thumb circling my clit, he kept teasing me, drawing me into pleasure and arousal, enough to overcome the soreness in my body and the occasional pulse of pain from my ankle.

I shuddered and arched, impatient for all of him. “Ben, I’m going to need you to fuck me.”

“Bossy little Omega.” He removed his fingers and stripped my underwear off to toss them aside. Kade caught them and inhaled right where my pussy had been. A combination of embarrassment, shock, and lust ignited in me.

Ben bent his head, licking up the center of me and sucking my clit between his lips briefly. “Just needed a taste.”