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“I’ll make sure that they do,” I growled out. Riley deserved the world, and I was going to make sure our pack knew it.

She grinned at me. “You’re so protective of me.”

“I’m sorry. I can’t seem to help it.”

“It’s fine. I like it. A lot. I’ve never had someone care so much about me before. It’s . . . nice.”

My eyes flashed with irritation at whoever made her feel like she wasn’t worth caring about. At that moment, I made it my sole purpose to make sure she never felt like that again. I would show her how she should get treated. How she deserved to be treated.

Later that night, we were under the blankets in our little den nest, chomping on popcorn while we watched the movie. As it progressed, I made subtle moves until I pressed along Riley’s side, snuggling in close. Her face tucked into my neck, she watched from under my chin, and I buried my nose in her blonde curls. I couldn’t keep the smile off my face. This was what I wanted. What I needed. My omega in my nest, in my arms, in my life.

The credits rolled, and Riley shifted slightly. I pulled back and looked down at her face. She was sound asleep. Not wanting to disturb her, I tried to move off to the side gently. Riley had other ideas, though.

No sooner had I adjusted my weight than she whined and her arms slipped around my back, hauling me close to her. She shoved her nose into my neck, running the bridge over my gland repeatedly. I knew by the morning I was going to be covered in her fragrance. She was marking me completely subconsciously.

I felt my thighs slide together as my slick dripped from me. Unable to hold it off any longer, my perfume blossomed, filling the room with cinnamon and pine. Beside me, still clinging, Riley arched her back and her perfume joined mine. My eyes rolled in my head and I panted, trying to get myself back under control. I had no clue how I was going to sleep tonight, not with this exquisite creature wrapped around me like this.

Not that I wanted her to let me go.

Riley grunted and rolled away, giving me freedom from her hold. My body was primed, and I couldn’t stop rolling my hips, desperate for some relief. I swallowed thickly and then inched my way out of the nest. Looked like I was going to be making good use of the showerhead.

Chapter19

Storm

Iwas dying.

This was the end of me.

Every day, I woke up wrapped around Riley or her around me. No matter where we fell asleep, even if separately, we ended up right next to each other, our noses tucked into each other’s necks. Our scents were so combined by this point, there was no separating hers from mine. Even some teachers had noticed and were giving us side-eyed looks.

Fuck them and their judgmental eyes. Riley was mine, and I didn’t care who knew it. Although, I was still too chicken to say anything to her. Several times, it had come right to the tip of my tongue, but then something always held me back. Why couldn’t I just tell her how I felt? How she was my perfect counterpart?

What was I scared of?

If I was honest with myself, I knew what it was. I was terrified that she wouldn’t feel the same way. Or that she would reject our match. Hell, I didn’t even know if she knew we were matches. We weren’t supposed to find them until we turned twenty-five. Why I could tell now was yet one more mystery.

Classes were not helping distract me at all. I had hoped after the break, they would pick up in intensity, but they hadn’t. It was already May, a month back from break, and yet everything we were going over, I already knew. I could answer questions if called on without having to pay attention, which meant it left me with hours a day to daydream.

The star of my daydreams? Always Riley.

In the beginning, it was just flashes and images of her and me hanging out or me waking up beside her. But now, almost a month back into school, she was wearing less and less clothing in my mind’s eye. I had glimpsed her stepping from the shower the other day and the towel had barely covered her. That meant my mental images were getting pretty detailed.

Which, of course, meant that I was getting more and more sexually frustrated. I was taking long daily showers just so I could use the removable showerhead to get some relief. Any relief. Unfortunately, it wasn’t easing anything. I had even discreetly ordered a dildo knot toy. I was hoping that maybe the sensation of that would provide me with some sort of satisfaction. I hadn’t gotten to use it yet, but I knew it was waiting for me in our room.

It also hadn’t escaped my notice how often Riley was using the shower, too. I knew I must be having just as strong of an effect on her as she was on me. No one else seemed to have our issue. No one was talking about increased slicks or urges. It was getting so bad that I had even gone to the nurse to beg for some suppressants.

She had taken one whiff of me and immediately gave me a vast supply. I was taking them religiously, every night, but so far I hadn’t gotten any alleviation of this insane ache. When I had brought the suppressants back to our room, I told Riley what they were, and she asked if she could take some as well.

They barely dulled her green tea and honey.

I spent so much time changing out my panties and cleaning slick up, it was getting obnoxious. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought I was going into an early heat. But I had no other symptoms beyond the frantic horniness and massive amounts of slick production.

Finally, the bell rang, and I hurried up the stairs to our room. I texted Riley that I was going to skip lunch. I wanted to go use my new toy. Hopefully, that would do the trick.Gods, please let it do the trick.

Chapter20

Riley

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