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My neck warms with heat.
“I beat a storm to return to you,” Luca murmurs. “I will beat this heat with you.”
His words wrap me with the same reassurance as Rhett’s muscled arms holding me over his shoulder or Angel’s medical skills.
My life is in their hands, and I trust them to keep me safe.
Can I also trust them with my heart?
These Alphas who have taken me into their pack, who risk their lives to save other people, and now have volunteered to help me to survive this extreme heat? These Alphas who have already healed so much within me?
Except, didn’t Rhett tell me to stop thinking? Only to feel?
When Luca stands and steps back, his elegant, carnation scent draws away from me.
I can’t quite make out his quiet conversation with Rhett, only a word here and there…distract her…overwhelm her like you do me…dominate her so she’s not frightened about the…
Then Rhett is prowling further down the corridor with me to the bridal suite.
His nest.
“Are you going to be a good Omega for me?” Rhett demands.
“Ain’t I always?”
When he lightly slaps my ass (as I’d hoped), I grin.
“The answer is yes, Alpha,” Rhett growls.
“Yes, Alpha.”
He pats my ass in reward. “Good Omega.”
A full body shiver works its way through me at the praise.
My pussy gushes with slick.
Rhett opens the door to his nest.
I expect him to toss me onto the bed, but instead, he carefully lowers me to the floor.
I sprawl on my back, looking up at him.
Rhett looks like a giant from down here.
The pale light of dawn makes the Alpha’s jaw and planes of his face appear sharper.
The light falls over the swing, as if it is the central prop in a play.
“Kneel, Omega.” Rhett stands, looking down at me with dark eyes.
I scramble onto my knees on the wooden floor.
I ignore how hard the floor feels on my knees, the pulsing desire between my thighs, and the sweat dripping between my shoulder blades.
All my attention is focused on the Alpha’s large, hard cock.
He’s larger than anyone I have taken before.
