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Then he rocks the swing, spearing me on and off his cock.

My eyes roll back. I shake at the intense pleasure.

“I—f-f-fuck.” I clench my hands into fists. “F-faster.”

He holds the swing still, and instead, pistons into me with a ferocity that punches the breath from me.

“That’s it. You’re so wet for me.” Rhett’s hips are stuttering. “Come.”

Pleasure crashes over me.

It is obliterating.

A raging fire burns me to ash.

I scream.

Inside me, I can feel Rhett’s knot inflating as he comes, locking us together. The knot presses on the place inside me, which amplifies the pleasure.

It’s not stopping.

Flames of pleasure lick even higher.

From the ash, I am flying, reborn as a phoenix.

“Paige…” Rhett murmurs.

As he leans over, still locked with me, and claims my lips lovingly, I purr for the first time since my last heat.

I am alive, and I am purring.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Acorn Inn, Oak Hollow

Rhett

Paige’s purr is the most beautiful sound I have heard.

It vibrates through my lips, as I passionately kiss her.

I groan, kissing her even more deeply.

I never expected that rutting an Omega, locking her, then feeling her purr against my lips like I am the only person in the world who can unlock her joy, would unmake me like this.

I am burning up as much as she is.

My heart is aflame.

I slide my hands to the cuffs at her wrists. I slip my finger underneath them to check that they’re not too tight or cutting off circulation.

Satisfied, I press my body closer against her sweat-drenched one, steadying myself between her thighs, which are pulled wide with her ankles held apart on the swing.

I have always wanted to breed an Omega like this.

My Omega, laid out like a feast, ready to be filled up with my…

I bite my tongue.