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“I love you,”I shout in my mind.

Shock splashes over his features. I run to him and launch. Strong hands latch around my waist. My legs hook around his hips. Our mouths clash. When our tongues meet, a snarl of potent, primal need rips from his throat. Talk about pushing my buttons. I am a hot, needy mess for him in an instant. He cups my head, swipes dishes, and slams my back onto the table so he can ravage my mouth with his. Whatever happened in that tower doesn’t matter. He’s here. Safe. And he tastes so fucking good.

“Over several days...” Varen reports. “The new hive queen takes over brood care duties and emits the nest’s signature pheromone blend.”

Our lips stop. Hold. My eyes widen. Someone clears their throat.Shit. I forgot we had an audience.

“No, you didn’t.”Fox’s eyes crinkle.

I scowl to hide the flutter of arousal in my belly.“Do I shout everything?”

“You have very noisy thoughts.”He leaves my mouth to tongue the mating mark on my neck.“And your scowl didn’t hide it.”

My breath hitches and I squirm.“Stop it.”

Varen adds, “Worker bees adjust to their new queen by imprinting on her chemical signals.”

“Fox.” I slap him, pushing him off me. He leans back with a flushed, unapologetic expression. But slides into his chair and pulls me on his lap.

“You’re lucky I’m feeling greedy tonight.”His mental purr causes goosebumps. But the heat in his eyes makes my clit throb.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Means I don’t want to share.”

I scramble in a very unladylike fashion onto the neighboring chair. I awkwardly tidy my hair and try not to notice four sets of eyes staring at me.

Two minutes into shoveling Cricket’s delicious brisket down my throat, I still feel eyes on me.

“Why are they still staring?”I send Fox.

“Well,”he returns with a flash of smolder.“Bodin is disappointed I didn’t turn you over and take you right here on the table. He wanted to join in and fuck your mouth.”His gaze flicks to Emrys, whose eyes narrow with hate.“He’s wondering how much you’ll scream if he bites that mating mark on your neck.”

Oh-kay. I reach for Fox’s untouched glass of water.

He glances at Legion, whose knuckles are white as he clenches his cutlery. “Our First is deciding which punishment is best to handle your disrespect. Shall he have Emrys spank you over his lap while I fuck you, or should he tie you up with shadow, then spank you while I fuck you.”

I spray water everywhere. “Sorry!”

“And Varen...”Fox’s gaze softens on him.“One guess.”

“Stop messing with me,”I send Fox. “You told me you don’t go in their minds unless you’re in the hive state.”

I smile at the rest of the table and then steal his napkin to mop up my mess.

Now Fox stares openly at me, too. Deadly serious. Wait. Was he telling the truth? Then he laughs so hard, he rocks back on the chair and pats his stomach.

“Yeah, you’re real funny.” I point to my lips. “In case you didn’t realize, that was my sarcastic tone.”

“Fox,” Legion barks. “Enough.”

He shoots his leader a careless glare. The tension in the air thickens. No one is smiling now. Even Varen looks disgruntled. I try not to worry and continue my meal, but it’s creepy when no one else eats.

“Did you tell them about Styx?” I ask Fox.

“Who’s Styx?” Bodin asks.

Time stops.

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