Page 61 of Roommates' Alpha

I carried him over to his bassinet, laid him in it, then wrapped my arms around Terry—who was closest—and pulled him over to a chair and onto my lap.

Part of me loved that I was able to grab the nearest available man whenever I wanted to cuddle. They all seemed to enjoy the physical connection as much as I did.

“Three perfect babies,” Terry said softly as he settled against me. “Our omega is an amazing man, and sure to be a fantastic papa.”

“And they’ll have four dads making sure Papa has all the support he needs.”

He hummed and nodded.

“I want cuddles too,” mumbled a sleepy voice.

I turned to see Micah watching us. Both Terry and I shifted, but Xavier’s smooth voice interrupted us.

“We’ve got this.”

He carried Savannah, who seemed to be asleep, to her bassinet, placed her in it, then he and Crow climbed up on opposite sides of Micah’s bed, sandwiching our omega between them.

I smiled as they each kissed Micah’s forehead.

My men and our babies.

I now knew where I belonged: with them.