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“Filters are for boring people,” Cooper replies.

“I don’t know how long the suppressants are supposed to stay in my body,” I sigh.

“Those things can’t be legal,” Riley groans. “It’s probably for the best that you stop taking them. We’ll figure it out.”

“Does this count as hesitating?” I ask teasingly, squeezing Cooper’s hands before reclining back.

“No,” Ethan says, chuckling. “Your turn.”

“Do you want kids?” I ask, running my nails over my palms. It keeps me in the moment, even though I’m worried about their answers.

The three of them appear to swallow their tongues, making me laugh. And to think, Ethan thought he was going to win this game. This is kind of fun.

“The thought of you barefoot and pregnant is very attractive to me,” Cooper growls. “There are a number of reasons why Ialso want it. It would tie you to us in another way, I’d have another piece of you that exists in the world, and it would be an excuse to spoil you rotten.”

Riley and Ethan stare at Cooper in shock. “Those are inside thoughts, Dad,” Ethan hisses.

“I like them,” I shrug. “Pay the toll.”

Riley and Ethan stand, unsnapping their pants as I watch. Not to be outdone since he also hesitated, Cooper rises smoothly from the couch.

“I’ll take the spoils of war here, please,” I announce, pointing next to me.

The three of them grin as they toss their pants and shirts onto the waiting couch cushion. The three of them are rock hard, their boxers showing off their erections as I worry my bottom lip with my teeth.

“I’m still waiting for my answers, Alphas,” I purr, feeling bold.

“Oh, I see how it is,” Ethan chuckles. “The little queen has some big brat energy. Bring it, Baby Girl. So, I want kids if you do. I’m not pressed either way. There’s so much I want to do before that with you.”

“Like?” Cooper asks sardonically.

“I want to travel,” he says. “I want to spoil the shit out of her and fuck my omega over a balcony while Riley eats her out. Romantic, right?”

His father barks out a laugh as Riley smirks.

“I think we can make that happen,” Riley says. “I’ve personally never thought about kids, only because I never thought I’d be lucky enough to meet my scent match. I thought it was a pretty fairytale my mother used to tell me. I also have been more attracted to men until recently. So, I’m in Ethan’s camp. If you want them, then so do I.”

Nodding, I feel another little thread of anxiety loosen. Cooper wouldn’t purposely force me to get pregnant, despite hisinstincts. I’m still struggling with the propaganda from the hospital that said being barefoot and pregnant was part of getting packed up.

“Who’s turn is next?” I ask.

“Mine,” Cooper says. “Can I eat your pussy now? I’m hungry.”

My jaw drops for a moment too long, and he grins.

“That’s how you play the game,” he growls. “Leggings off.”

“I have to say, you definitely get results,” Riley mutters.

Standing, I fist the waistband of my leggings nervously.

“You’re serious?” I ask nervously.

“Mmhmm. I need you to come all over my face right now. Especially since you know my name now,” Cooper teases.

“This is a very important part in screaming it,” I say, smirking.

Moving slowly, I revel for the first time in the way their molten gazes watch as I pull my leggings and panties down my legs.