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The afternoon sunlight shines through the open shutters over the elegant room, which has been adapted for my heat.

The four-poster bed dominates one side of the room. The walnut posts are carved with vines, which wind around them up to the ceiling. The headboard is decorated with an oak tree, while heavy velvet curtains hang from the canopy like leaves.

I have the urge to dive onto the bed because it is piled with quilts, pillows, and throws.

Yet it is the piece of furniture in the center of the room that shocks me.

It is an Omega breeding swing.

The expensive leather scent of the swing floods the room, as it’s suspended from a wooden beam on a track built to support an Omega during breeding. It has bondage cuffs and adjustable restraint pads.

Instantly, I am wet.

My core throbs, and I only just stop myself from dropping my hand to touch between my thighs.

I want to see just what this scenting feels like and I trust Rhett that the orgasm will be better delayed.

I have only ever heard about these swings. They’re fucking expensive. I never thought that I would experience one.

It hits every one of my kinks, and after we went through those kink lists together, Rhett knows that.

Just as I know that it hits all his kinks too.

I squirm free of Rhett, wandering further into the room.

My cheeks heat with desire and anticipation.

“Do you like it?” Luca hangs back in the doorway. “I did my best. Rhett owned most of the equipment anyway.”

Rhett gives a dangerous smile, which makes my insides feel funny. “That’s because I’m a kinky bastard.”

“I’d never have guessed.” I circle the swing. “Did you just have this hanging around?”

Rhett gives me a hungry look. “Just because I haven’t been able to claim an Omega doesn’t mean I haven’t fantasized since I was young about what I would do if I did have one. I have dreamed about bonding and breeding one.” His voice drops, low and possessive. “I would tie them down and show them just who they belonged to. I would leave my mark inside them. Make sure that they took every drop of me and made a baby together.”

My eyes prick with tears. “Tough luck. I’m on birth control.”

He tilts his head. “I said it was a fantasy. Do you want to share that with me during your heat? To be bred by me?”

My heart leaps.

How can I tell Rhett that I want to be his actual Omega for real?

Instead, I nod.

I run my hand over the swing.

Then I meet Rhett’s gaze challengingly. “During this heat, I’m yours. Give me everything.”

His eyes darken. “Oh, I will, darlin’. When you’re primal and fevered, I’ll remember you said that. We’ll each give you what you need.”

“And now,” Angel strides to the bed, throwing the blankets and throws to the side, “what you need is a scenting. Climb onto the bed, beautiful.”

“Strip first,” Rhett commands. When I quirk my brow at him, he chuckles. “It ain’t only that I love seeing your naked ass. Skin to skin helps.”

I pull the jacket over my head, before folding it carefully.

Luca takes the jacket from me, clutching it to his chest. “I want to join in. But my brain needs approximately two minutes to catch up with that decision.”