all caps, and then ‘TMBT.’ I don’t even know what that means.”
“Too much boob talk,” I deadpan, making Jericho and Cliff snort.
I get another pillow chucked at me, and I wave a hand behind me. “See? I can’t handle any more of this.”
Cliff smiles, taking pity on me. “Sorry, ladies, we’re going to steal Jetta away now.”
“At least she made it a whole hour this time,” Reese says with a sigh.
Addie huffs. “Fine, you’re released.” She points a glittery purple finger at me. “But you are doing a face mask next time.”
“Mm-hmm,” I say noncommittally before following the guys out, shutting the door behind me.
I let out a relieved sigh as soon as I’m out of the room, and Jericho smirks at me. “Too much boob talk?” he teases.
I pin him with a glare. “Yes. And earlier, they all giggled. For like five minutes straight. It’s a lot of estrogen at one time, Jericho,” I tell him sternly. “I can only take so much.”
“Ninja!”
I look down over the railing and see Freddie waving to me where he’s playing video games in the living room with some of the other enforcers. The kid’s alright, thank goodness. We were worried he would be traumatized after what happened with Kaazu, but he seems to be okay. His parents, on the other hand, are majorly shaken up, and they’re never more than five feet away from him at any time. I don’t blame them.
“Hey, Spawn,” I call down.
“I won!” he says cheerfully.
“You cheated,” Stinger grumbles beside him.
I lean against the railing, looking down with amusement. “A toddler beat you?”
“He’s advanced for his age,” Stinger says tersely as he continues to hit buttons on his controller.
Collins chuckles. “Alright, Freddie, time to go. Stinger needs to pout in peace.”
Freddie hops up and races to his dad. “Bye, Ninja!”
“Bye, Spawn,” I reply, giving him a wave. I look down at Stinger. “Can’t believe he beat you,” I say with a chuckle.
The blond haired enforcer scowls. “Shut up. My fingers were cramping on the controller,” he says defensively.
I snort and look at my guys. “And this is one of the pack’s fearless guardians,” I say dryly.
“Yep,” Jericho says, resting his hand on the curve of my ass. “Good thing you and Heath became enforcers too.”
I let a smile play on my lips, because as much as I thought that I would be a terrible enforcer, I actually find that I’m good at it and I like it. Cliff does too. It gives us a chance to keep up with our training, which we still do every day, because it keeps us grounded and helps us work through our demons.
Aside from our new enforcer duties with guarding the pack and ensuring everybody’s safety, I’ve also been continuing pack self-defense lessons. It gives me a purpose and keeps me busy, and aside from that, I like knowing that I’m helping some of the others to chase their demons away too.
“So,” Cliff begins. “Now that we rescued you from the scary girl talk, can we get back to work on our mate cabin?”
We haven’t officially mated yet as far as shifter terms. Jericho and I can’t until I go into my first heat and exchange bites, but Cliff and I committed a long time ago, and Jericho and I are mates in every other way that counts, so they’ve started building a mate cabin for us to move into. Personally, I can’t wait to have our own space.
Over the past month, we’ve really settled together. It’s still an adjustment having two males instead of one, but Jericho has surprisingly been able to help us maneuver through it. He makes it all feel natural because he’s so easygoing about it, which makes Cliff and me more easygoing about it too.
Besides, having two mates is not exactly a hardship. And the sex? It’s damn good. All that attention on me at once, two sets of hands, mouths, cocks...I don’t need a heatwave to be in orgasmic bliss.
“Nope,” I say before turning and grabbing each of their hands as I start to tug them down the hallway. “I told you, I got overloaded with estrogen. I need a couple doses of testosterone to even it out.”
Jericho chuckles. “Is that right?”
“Yep.”
“Should we go to Jericho’s room?” Cliff supplies.
“Can’t wait,” I say hastily before shoving them both into the bathroom and flicking the lock on the door.
Both males look at me with equal parts of amusement and hunger as I reach up and yank off my