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“A part of your pack.”

I pause, eyes darting up to him. “Yes,” I say firmly. “When we said you were ours Camden, we meant it in every way.”

He bites his lip. “Okay,” he whispers.

Helping Camden get cleaned up and dressed again, we leave the locker room. I feel fucking wonderful. And like I want to push him up against the wall and fuck him again. And again. And again.

“Where are we going now?” Camden asks as we drive down the street in my car.

“Back to your dorm. I was thinking we could hang out at your place for a bit.” I say, eyes on the road.

He’s quiet, too quiet. I cast a glance towards him, seeing his attention is on his phone as he taps away on it.

“Who are you talking to?” I ask, moving my attention back to the road.

“Lee,” he says a little too quickly. “He’s letting us know there’s a party back at your place. He asked if we were coming.”

“Fucking Josh. I bet it was his idea to move the party there,” I mutter. Fucker always plans them, but never has a place to hold them, so he just tells everyone to come to our place.

I’d kill him if I didn’t actually enjoy the parties.

“Did you want to go?” I ask, looking over at him.

He chews on his lip. “I mean, it sounds like fun.”

“Really?” I raise my brow. “I thought you hated parties.”

“Okay, fine. I mostly just want an excuse to be back at your place.” he laughs. “I enjoy hanging out there.” He shrugs, looking out the window.

That has me smiling. “Alright. We can go to the party.”

He turns to look at me, with that smile on his lips that makes me want to burn the world to the ground just for him.

Soon, he’s not going to have to go back to his dorm. Ever. If it was up to me, we would have him moved into our place tonight.

But of course Lee, the damn level headed one says it’s too soon.

Camden just said he likes hanging out at our place. It won't be long before he never wants to leave.

And when that day comes, I won’t let him. He can try, but there’s no escaping us. He’s ours. For life.

CHAPTERSIXTEEN

RIVER

Temptation and obsession. I have a difficult time saying no to either when the little beta is with me. The second I saw him sitting in Professor K’s class, I grabbed his hand and pulled him out of it to drag him to another seat so we could sit next to each other. There’s a private, amused smile that says he likes it.

It makes me wonder what else I can see if he likes…

As the teacher begins to drone on about something I couldn’t care less about, I remember the connection Camden seems to have with him. He’s ours, and I think it’s time I showed him that. I also doubt our teacher will say a word about it. He knows how my pack is. When we see something we want, we take it.

My hand squeezes Cam's thigh, and his slight gasp makes my lips twitch in excitement as I lean in close to him.

“I need you to be very quiet for me. I want to make you feel good, but you can’t let anyone else know what I’m doing,” I breathe into his ear. Cam shivers, biting his lip as he opens his legs to give me room. “Be my very good boy.”

I swear, I can hear a small whimper as my hand unbuttons the top button of his pants before sliding under the material to grab his cock. Cam’s breaths are coming a little faster, his fingers curled under on the desk.

“That’s it,” I praise him as my hand moves up his shaft to collect pre-cum from the slit of his cock. There’s more than I expect which makes me growl softly in approval. His eyes roll back a little as I begin to move my hand in a corkscrew motion around the crown of his dick.