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I’m Yours—Available Winter 2023
A/B/O Universe / Alternate Universe / Monarchy
Female Alphas / Female Omega 18+ / AAO Nest
Amaris Brimwood knows what's expected of her. She's the heir to the Seventh Star, and as her Sire grows closer to retirement, Ris' time as the first omega Queen is fast approaching.
Between honing her skills to lead her people and fighting the omega-leadership bias, her mother's pleas to find a mate and settle down fall on deaf ears.
Ris is not looking for anything that will distract her from her duties—certainly not two Alphas nicknamed the Terror Twins.
Yogi Sweetwater and Sage Starquist couldn't be more different. Yogi is a walking tragicomedy, and Sage hardly takes a break from frowning to laugh at her best friend's jokes. After returning from a two-year outstation post along the borders, the Alphas find themselves in a distinctly uncomfortable situation with Ris in the center. The three of them are scent-compatible, and try as they might, the connection between them is undeniably electric.
The only problem is—there's never been a Royal Nest before.
As the mates try to navigate their relationship without exposing their newfound love, trouble brews in the Royal family. Ris is accustomed to biased opposition from her court—after all, sheisthe first omega Queen to ascend the throne.
But when her opponent is her Alpha sister, things get a little more complicated. And a lot more heartbreaking.
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Preview
Yogi
That hitching gasp against my lips wasso, so sweet.
I groaned with it, tasting coconut and dates and dessert with each suckle of Ris’ generous pink curves. She was squirming restlessly, pushing back against Sage in an innocently seductive wine of her hips… as though she simply couldn’t help herself.
Poor Sage.
It was an odd feeling, pity and envy hitting my chest all at once. What I wouldn’t give to be in Sage’s position right now, on the receiving end of an omega’s lush hips. Not just any omega, but one I had desperately desired for so long. But, the question was, would I give up sipping at Ris’ lips to switch places with Sage?
Decisions, decisions.
I would later admit to myself that I was a glutton when it came to Ris and Sage, gorging on their mingled scents until I was dizzy with it. They were so familiar, the touch and texture of their skin so comforting, but there were new elements, too.
The way they moaned. The way they twitched. The way Sage and I had somehow learned how to speak to each other with nothing but our gazes.
I’d never seen my friend’s eyes quite that way before: naked with longing. She’d always kept a firm lock on her scent and her feelings, but they were both overflowing now. Whether it was my blatant come-on earlier or the effects of several rounds of rum, I’d probably never know for sure. But I ached to get closer to her, to feel her in my arms like I had that night on the lookout point.
A night much like this one.
But I’ll have to wait my turn with Sage. Right now, my Alpha was urging me to do more than just kiss Ris. She was prowling anxiously, needing firmer contact. Skin to skin.
I pulled back a little, watching Ris try to focus and fail. Her lips were turning a darker shade of pink, and they were shiny and wet with her essence and mine.
Sage took that opportunity to squeeze down on both of Ris’ nipples at once and the omega gasped in a mixture of shock and pleasure, turning her head in time to lock lips.
Goddess, Sage was so different from me. The way she abandoned one breast to sink her fingers into Ris’ hair, holding her steady for that kiss. The way she devoured those lips, taking while giving at the same time.
At the back of my mind, I thought of myself as a gentle, pulsing breeze while Sage rolled in like a storm. A stranger watching us would’ve assumed the opposite, given what our characters were usually like.
My thoughts were shoved away when Ris’ hand shot out, fisting on my shirt and crumpling it beyond salvation.
She pulled away from Sage just to whisper: “Stay close, Yogi. I need you.”
