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Why can’t I bond her…?

I struggle for real, snarling and growling.

“Come at the same time as me,” Rhett commands. “Now.”

He tightens his hold on both Alpha and Omega, yanking on their hair.

Angel moans. His hips stutter. Then he paints his release over our Omega, marking her, at the same time as Rhett marks me.

The Omega purrs but doesn’t stop riding me.

Suddenly, my knot inflates, and an earth-shattering ecstasy slams into me, as well as my Omega.

Every nerve is alight.

For the first time in my life, I don’t feel like I’m fighting myself or my instincts.

I haven’t shattered my Omega.

She could still shatter me, however, if she doesn’t choose to bond with me.

My Omega keens, locked with me.

I rest back on the sheets, luxuriating in having satisfied my Omega.

Finally, Rhett releases her hair, and she collapses forward over me.

She nuzzles against my neck.

We are locked together, and it’s only the start of our rutting.

My mind becomes hazier.

Things are about to become even wilder.

CHAPTER TWENTY

Acorn Inn, Oak Hollow

Luca

Water slides over my body. It is touching every inch of my skin like silk. I scrunch up my nose at the scent of rose oil, which thickens the water.

Moonlight spills through the small window in the bathroom over the patterned tiles, brass taps, and marble washstand.

The copper tub is hot against my bare back.

Normally, the slick, oiled water would be too much for me when my skin is this sensitive. But now, after a blur of hours of being ridden into a panting mess by Paige, until I was writhing and trembling, it relaxes me.

The steady lap of the bathwater is predictable and warm. The water soothes my aching muscles but also feels cool against the heat of Paige’s skin. It calms down the rut that has raged through me, pulling the heat from inside me swimming into the water.

I can tell that the water is doing the same for Paige’s heat.

It is exactly what we both needed; Angel appears to always know the right thing to do. He ran it and then left us here to bathe, saying that he needed to prepare his nest room for Paige.

Paige is seated on my lap, as my knot hasn’t deflated from the last time that I locked her.

I nudge up into her, enjoying the sensation of my cock filling her, as my fingers stroke over her wet breasts.