“You’re ours,” he said resolutely. “Ours to take care of in every way you need,” James continued, lips seeking all the sweet spots up my back. “Do you understand?” It was becoming impossible not to believe them. I nodded, finding it easier than words. Logan rolled us onto our sides and James wrapped himself around my back. I was safe here. Safe with them. I could let go and they would catch me. “Pack,” I whispered. Saying it out loud made me feel weightless. Logan kissed my nose. “Glad you’re finally getting it, princess.”
