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Now that we’ve broken the seal on sex, I want our pack to pump her so full of cum that she’s permanently leaking. All day, every day.

The idea helps me find my release, filling her up as she cries out with me.

I kiss her face, her neck, her hair. Telling her how much she means to us and how grateful I am that our pack found her. My heart is bursting with joy as I hold her, whispering vows about taking care of them all for the rest of our lives.

She stays in my arms for a long while, listening to me murmur sweet nothings, until my knot finally releases and frees her. Only then does she finally get the bath I initially intended, my hands soaping her up as I grit my teeth to avoid being seduced by her all over again.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Zak

Mia shifts against me, her bare chest brushing mine. We’re lying on our sides facing each other. Her sleeping expression is content. Her scent isn’t as strong this morning, so I’m guessing we may be in the final hours of her heat.

Freddie lies behind her, his light snores echoing through the room, and Spencer lies behind me, his grip firm on my rib cage.

Our omega’s eyes filter open slowly, looking at me with less heat haze.

“Alpha,” her voice is light and happy.

“Good morning, omega.” My words have her lips pulling up into a satisfied smile.

She gives me a satisfied smile and kisses my nose. “Daddy.”

Mia is almost out of her heat, and there’s something we talked about the other night. A decision she made that we want to respect, and one we certainly can all agree is right. She wants to be bonded while she’s still in heat.

I cradle her cheeks with both hands, “Are you ready to be ours? Completely?”

“Please,” she says, voice rough with need. “I want your bites. I want everything.”

Freddie makes a sniffing sound, his head popping up to lean on Mia’s shoulder. “I’m emotional.”

I never even heard his snores stop.

“You’re always emotional,” Spencer says, sitting up against the headboard.

“Don’t be jealous of my masculine embrace of my emotions.” Our beta says as he kisses all over Mia’s shoulder.

“Yes, that’s it, I’m just a jealous man,” Spencer replies with sarcasm, and I can picture the way his eyes must be rolling.

Mia giggles, and the sound makes us all still for a second, absorbing the moment.

I roll over, wrapping an arm around her to take her with me. Her chin rests on my chest with a look of excitement on her face. Her pupils are still blown out, but she’s definitely lucid enough for us to feel good about bonding her like she asked.

Spencer’s gaze flicks to mine, then to Freddie, then back to her. “We don’t have to do this now,” he says gently. “We can wait.”

Mia’s eyes fill with tears so fast it startles me.

I lean forward to kiss her forehead. “He just has to be sure, Mia. We never want to hurt you.”

“Now. I don’t want to wait,” she whispers.

Freddie wipes at his face dramatically. “Definitely crying.”

Mia’s legs straddle my hips as she leans up to kiss me. “Alpha. Daddy.”

I can’t contain the growl in my chest when she says that last word. Her name for me, just for me.

She rocks against me, but that isn’t how I want to start this. I grab her thighs and lift her up until her legs bracket my face. It’s less of a request and more of a demand when I tell her, “Sit.”