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I nod.
“Which one?”
I stare at the bottles, which look like little glass decisions. Big ones, despite their small size. It’s been easy for me to push Zabriel away and pretend he’s not my mate when I couldn’t smell his scent and I didn’t feel anything for him. Now, I feel so much for him. This man stormed into my life, and then he stormed into my heart.
I only need one bottle because there isn’t any going back after all that’s happened between us. I’ll dive in headfirst and figure out the rest later.
Maybe a village girl can fall in love with a king.
I let the bottle from Biddy Hawthorne slip from my fingers and hold the other one up. “This is the bottle from the Temple Crone. It will help me smell my Alpha’s scent.”
“And you want to use it on me?”
I nod again.
Zabriel reaches behind himself, pulls his long hair back, and angles his head to one side with his neck bared to me. He watches through heavy-lidded eyes as I twist the wax seal and cork from my bottle and pour oil over my fingers. I smooth it over his muscular neck. It drips over his collarbone, down his chest, and inside his shirt.
His eyes close in pleasure at my touch, and there’s a smile on his lips.
“What if I still can’t smell you?” I whisper.
Zabriel opens his eyes. “Then we’ll keep trying until you do. I’m not going anywhere, Omega. And neither are you.”
I lean closer to him and take a tentative sniff, and the most delicious scent I’ve ever smelled washes over me.
Dark cherries. Freshly split oak logs. Hot, spiced wine. Heart-pumping danger. The sky at midnight. Flashing lightning and rolling thunder. Not only is it earth-shatteringly wonderful to finally breathe in the scent that I’ve been straining to catch, but I recognize it. I’ve caught it before in tiny, tiny snatches.
I cry out in shock and tears fill my eyes. It’shim. I can smell my Alpha’s scent. I don’t know why I’m crying, except that I’m so happy.
Zabriel wraps his arms around me and laughs in delight, rocking me from side to side. “It worked? Did it work,sha’len?”
“It worked,” I say, my voice cracking in a sob. “It’s you. Iknowyou.”
Zabriel stops moving. “You do? You know me like I know you?”
“I do,” I cry, burying my face in his throat and inhaling over and over again. His scent seems to grow stronger every time I breathe in. “You’re my mate. You’re my Alpha. I smell it. Iknowit.”
Zabriel’s mouth seeks mine and he kisses me with so much feeling that my heart sings. “My Omega. My mate.”
My arms are locked around him and I can’t let go.
“The next time your false heat comes upon you and you dive into that nest again, I’m coming with you so I can touch you just like this. When everything aches too much, I’ll soothe it for you. Your tender nipples. Your throat. Your core. Everything that aches I want to touch.”
I moan and breathe in deeply, already anticipating bathing in his scent next time my false heat arrives. If I can’t smell him on my own, I’ll use the oil again. I’ll drench him with it. “Please. I want that. I want that so much.”
“Would you like to feel me now? One finger to clench on so sweetly while I make you see stars?”
“You mean inside me, Alpha?”
“Only as deep as you want me to go.”
I remember the hot thrust of his tongue in my core. “Please, Alpha.”
Zabriel sets me on my feet. “Put your hands against the wall.”
I do as I’m told, turning around so my back is facing him with my palms pressed against stone. He picks me up again instantly, raising his knee and settling me on it, and pulling me back against his chest. We both pull up my skirts, then Zabriel undoes my drawers and slides his fingers into them and over my sensitized flesh. All four of his fingers rub over my lips and my clit, tugging gently at my flesh and spreading the wetness. My slick surges even harder. The tip of his middle finger curls and just dips inside my aching core. I lift my feet and brace them against the wall, letting my thighs fall open. I no longer care about anyone coming down this corridor. I need him inside me so badly it’s all I can think about, and Zabriel won’t let anyone but him see me like this.
“Fuck yes, good girl,” he breathes in my ear and pushes his thick finger into me. My core lights up around him.
