Page 8 of Rhythm Of Our Souls (Heartbreak Melody #3)

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“Happy birthday,” Gavin’s soft voice whispers in my ear before he presses a kiss to my cheek.

I give him a sleepy smile. “Thank you,” I groan as I stretch, still sore from the very eventful night before.

“Come on, baby girl,” Brady says, grabbing the blanket and yanking it off me. “You got a busy day ahead of you.”

“Hey!” I protest. “I’m naked.” I sit up on my elbows, glaring at him.

“I know,” he chuckles deeply, his eyes locked on my chest. “I love it.”

“You're such a perv.” I laugh, grabbing a pillow and tossing it at him. He catches it, raising a brow.

“Me? Who was the one begging to be filled all last night, huh?”

“Okay, fine. I won’t ask for sex anymore.” I shrug, getting out of bed. “If you think I’m too horny for your liking, then you and your hand are going to become besties.”

Brady growls as I pass him, strutting my naked ass towards the bathroom. I don’t make it far before he snatches me around the waist and spins me around.

I let out a squeal before breaking out into laughter. Brady tosses me on the bed, and I bounce before he’s on me, caging me in.

“Never did I ever say your appetite for sex was an issue. I fucking love it. Don’t ever change.”

“Okay.” I bite my lip, the warm feeling in my belly telling me I’m ready to go another round despite the multiple orgasms from last night.

“Little One,” Gavin playfully chastises. “Go shower and get ready. We have a whole day planned for you before Maya’s big surprise.”

“Cock blocker,” Brady huffs as I push at his chest to get him off me.

“Really?” Gavin chuckles. “You’ve been inside her all fucking night, brother. Give the poor girl a break.”

“So were you,” Brady grumbles. “Don’t act like it was just me.”

“Now, now, boys. No need to fight,” I say with a laugh.

I walk towards the bathroom, stopping at the door to look over my shoulder with a wicked grin.

“You both dicked me down real good.” I wink before slipping into the bathroom and locking the door, knowing one or both of them will end up in here with me if I don’t.

Closing my eyes, I smile to myself as I wash my hair, letting the warm water shower down on me.

Today is my birthday. It’s crazy to think I’m twenty-six.

So much has happened over the past few years, I never thought this is where I’d end up.

Two amazing men who love me, a best friend who is my ride or die, I’ve graduated from one of the best schools in the country, and now I have the world at my finger tips.

Growing up, I never allowed myself to dream of what my life could be. From the moment I was born, my parents had my whole life planned out for me. I lived a very sheltered and controlled life.

It wasn’t until I met Ally that I started to see that there was so much more to the world that my parents were trying to keep from me. Things that were outside the beliefs of their church.

If it wasn’t for her, my eyes wouldn’t have been open to the toxicity of my parents and the more sinister side of their lives.

But it wasn’t until she was gone that I truly experienced that part for myself.

I might have gotten out, but I know there are a lot of Omegas in similar situations who haven’t.

It took me a long time, and a lot of changing my mind, but I finally decided what I want to do with my life.

I want to open a center, like an Omega center, but one that’s only for Omegas who have a similar background as me.

Omegas from very religious families who don’t accept their designation or sexual orientation.

A place for them to be safe, start over, and get the help they need.

I want staff who they can talk to and work through their traumas with.

The Omega center I ended up in was incredible. They helped me out more than I could have ever asked for. And I want to be able to offer that to other Omegas like me.

The guys support this dream and said they would help fund it with me.

Of course, I said no, but they don’t seem like they’re going to take that for an answer.

And I love them all the more for it.

By the time I’m out of the shower, dressed, and ready to go, the guys are no longer in the room. So, I go to meet the guys downstairs in the main part of the clubhouse.

“Hey, little lady,” Slim Jim, the MC president, who’s been more like a father figure to me in the past year than my own father ever was, greets me from his place at the bar.

“Hey.” I smile. “A little early to be drinking, ain’t it?” I wink.

He huffs out a laugh. “Never, my dear. It’s never too early. Happy birthday.”

“Thanks.” I look around for the guys. “You see the twins around?”

“Yeah.” He nods towards the door. “Outside, working on their bikes. I kicked their asses out. They were pissing me off.” He chuckles.

“Oh god. What now?”

“What do you think?” he asks, raising a brow.

I chew on my lower lip, feeling a bit guilty. Since I’ve come into the guys’ lives, they’ve been spending more time with me than actively being involved with the MC.

When I confronted them on it, they said they didn’t care.

They were born into the MC life, and they never planned on leaving it, but they weren’t active members.

They didn’t hold any major roles. Their job was the auto body shop that they ran together, one that the MC used a lot.

So, they felt like they were involved enough.

And I guess having your dad as the president of the whole MC has its perks too. Something I didn’t know when I first met them.

This club has become my family, people who would literally die for me. It’s something I’ll never be able to truly grasp, but will forever be grateful for.

“I’m sorry.”

“Never be sorry, little lady,” he chuckles.

“You're the best damn thing that’s ever happened to my boys. I’m glad they got an Omega to obsess over.

Not gonna lie, I’m glad they’re sharing you.

I’ve always worried they’d get their own Omegas and split up, doing their own thing.

Would have killed me not to see them so close. ”

“Well, I have no plans on either of them going anywhere.” I smile. “They’re stuck with me.”

“That's what I wanna hear.” He winks. “So, when are you gonna let those boys mark you? It’s important for an Alpha in the club to make it known to everyone who their woman belongs to.”

Guilt flutters in my belly. “Soon,” I promise. “I’m just working through some personal stuff, you know?”

Understanding dawns on his face, and he nods. The whole club knows about my past. I don’t mind. None of them have looked at me differently. Even a few of the older members admire me for being so strong and being able to escape the cult.

“Go put my sons out of their misery before they drive me up the fucking wall.” He waves me off.

“Will do.” I laugh, with a bit of a pep in my step as I head out to my biker boys.

“She’s going on my bike,” Brady grunts, grabbing the helmet from Gavin.

“Pretty sure she’s going on mine.” He snatches it back.

Smiling, I shake my head. “Boys and their toys,” I sigh heavily. “When will you two learn to share?”

Both their gazes swing my way. I’ll never get used to the way they look at me, like I hung the moon. It makes my heart skip a beat and my body feel warm and fuzzy.

“We shared pretty good last night.” Brady grins.

“No fighting or anything.” Gavin winks.

Rolling my eyes, I smile. “How about this? I’ll go with Gavin to wherever it is you two are taking me, and on the way back, I’ll ride with Brady.”

“Ha! I’m first,” Gavin gloats, handing me my helmet. “Hop on, Little One.”

“Fuck you.” Brady flips his brother off before gripping my chin. “You’re mine later,” he growls with promise, pressing a heated kiss to my lips that leaves me tingling.

“Yes, Sir,” I breathe out.

“Fuck me,” I hear him growl to himself as he gets on his bike and starts it up.

“You’re teasing him, Darling. That’s not fair,” Gavin comments with a chuckle.

“What!” I throw my hands in the air. “All I did was say yes.”

“You know what you did.” Gavin gives me a heated look before slipping on his helmet.

“I can’t help it that simple words turn you two into animals,” I grumble, letting him help me put my helmet on. I can do it myself, but they don’t let me. It’s their version of opening a car door for me. I love it.

The day the guys had planned for me was amazing. We spent the day down at the pier riding all the rides and eating snacks. It was fun seeing the strange looks the guys would get. Two big biker men riding carnival rides isn’t something you see every day.

After that, we took a walk on the beach, holding hands and just talking. It’s honestly been the best birthday of my life, and the day isn’t even over yet.

My best friend, Maya, still had something planned for tonight. What that is? I have no idea. All she would tell me was that I needed to wear something you might wear to a club. She wouldn’t even tell the guys, so they have no idea what to expect.

She said she wanted it to be a surprise, and the only way it would stay that way is if she kept it to herself.

I don’t blame her. The guys and I don’t keep secrets from one another if it doesn’t have to do with club business. With that, I don’t expect details. It’s none of my business.

“You’re really not going to tell me anything? Nothing at all?” I ask Maya as we drive through the city in the back of a limo. Yup, my best friend rented us a limo. I love her.

“Nope.” She smiles, resting her head against her Alpha, Benji’s arm. “Not a thing.”

“Fine,” I huff. “It can’t actually be a club, right?”

“Why not?” Maya frowns.

I snort a laugh. “Babe, you’re pregnant. You really think Phoenix would let you go to a crowded, rowdy club? A low-key bar at best. But not a club.”

She thinks about it for a moment and sighs. “Okay, fine, you're right. But I’m still not telling you where we’re going.”

“And wherever we’re going, you sure it’s okay if we wear our cuts?” Gavin asks.

“Would you take them off if I asked you to?” Maya counters with a knowing smile.

“No.” Both of them say at the same time.