POV EMERALD Four sets of eyes. I've got four men I love intensely staring at me, wondering what the hell will happen. Declan, Archie, and Jackson are my mates. Wes is my mate, too, just in a different form though it's evident we love each other. Guess it was the moon goddesses' way of keeping us together and a sick joke. Because Jackson and Wes are mates, and by the look they both give me, they want to share. Gem is purring, wanting all four of them to lay her out on this desk and take her. All of her but me, I can't do that, no matter how much the thought turns me on. I'm carrying Declan's babies, our babies, and letting another man inside me while they are is just...no. Not something I can do. Speaking of Dec, he's surprisingly calm. There is no stretch of anger or jealousy, not even with Goliath. He's just standing there, keeping his eyes on me. But we need to talk about this, all of us, because what the hell will we do? "D I need you to talk, say something." I'm pleading
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