Lothair winced. “You’re right. One day. In the future.”
We kissed some more, and I could feel him getting frustrated under me.
“How about I go prep now, and you can breedmyhole?”
He dug his fingers into my ass.
“Fuck, yeah.”
He waitedfor me in the fuck room, naked and ready. I played it up for him, getting into the omega mating pose and letting all kinds of noises pour out of my throat while his dick plunged deep into my guts.
I’d never thought it possible, but here I was, on my knees, moaning and whimpering while the city’s most notorious scoundrel fucked my ass.
He was my scoundrel now, and I loved him.
Lothair half shifted while inside me, and I could feel his dick grow deeper into me. I didn’t think. I just craved him. All of him. Everything he could give me. I yelled, “Breed me!” as if I were an omega in heat.
Then we lay there, tangled, his softening dick halfway out of my sloppy, sore hole, cum leaking between us.
“Terry, I love you so much.” He kissed my nape and hugged me tight.
It was clear in his voice and from the tension in his muscles—he was all mine. Devoted.
Lothair lookedpale as we drove up to my parents’ house on Sunday.
“Terry, if you ever doubt how much I love you, remember this moment.”
“They’re going to adore you.”
“No. They will accept me because we’re mates. But I’m not the kind of guy parents like to see their kids marry.”
“As far as I know, we’re not getting married.”
He flashed me an annoyed look. Since he’d first mentioned it, I’d been ribbing him about it here and there. “You know what I mean,” he grumbled.
I swung into a parking place next to my older brother’s SUV and turned off the engine. “They’re going to see how much we love each other, and they’re going to be happy for me.”
“Not like they have any choice since we’re mated.”
“See? That means you’re safe.”
He rolled his eyes. “Ugh. Let’s go.”
“Remember the emergency signal?” I checked.
“If I ask for a glass of sparkling water, you’ll get me out of there within ten minutes.”
I grabbed his hand before he could exit the car. “Hey, Lothair, it’s okay. I got you.”
Taking a deep breath, he nodded.
Growing up without a shifter family, Lothair was understandably torn meeting mine. I figured it might remind him of the things he’d been denied, of the death of his omega dad, and the resentment he’d felt growing up. I didn’t put any demands or expectations on him. If he had enough, we would simply excuse ourselves and leave early.
This Sunday would be moderately calm in theHarbinger household, with only the closest family present. Two of my brothers were here with their husbands and younger kids, then my parents, and my pops. Had we done this in my grandparents’ mansion, there’d be more than thirty people, and I couldn’t do that to Lothair. Not yet, anyway.
I told my parents and brothers last weekend. It had been a loud affair, with loads of excited yelling, back-slapping, and hugs, then a barrage of questions and more hugs. I suspected my pops might have prepared them somehow because I hadn’t received a single remark on the fact that my mate was a shifter alpha and not a nubile human omega halfway in heat already.
As we neared the house, the main door opened, and Badger shot out like a rocket. Tongue lolling, he sprinted straight at me. I crouched to receive the most enthusiastic greeting of the day.
