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And the way he licks my neck…

Bring on the burn.

“So precious.” Orion bites my collarbone.

I wind my fingers in his hair and he tilts his head, his face suddenly so close that all I can breathe are his apple-soaked pheromones rising to meet my need.

Orion nips my lower lip.

The tug shatters the last chain holding back my heart.

When his lips meet mine, they’re slow and soft and sweet.

His kiss is more cinnamon than apple.

He’s all I can taste.

Soft, soft, so fucking soft, he cradles my head, thumbs stroking my ears, and I surrender.

All I can do is surrender because it feels too fucking good being held, and just this once, just for now, I know I can trust Orion to be what I need.

One of us groans.

I straddle his thighs, fingers tangling in his curls.

His tongue parts my lips, claiming me as hard as any alpha. With a squeeze of my waist, he pulls me tighter. When I bump his hips, wanting to get so close I’m in his skin, my center grinds against his hard omega cock.

“Lilah…” he breathes my name.

The hint of reverence finally shakes me free of his spell.

I scramble off him, kicking out of the blanket fort to press a hand to my thundering heart. “I think you’ll get an A.”

Leaning back, smug as fuck with his hands folded behind his head, Orion laughs.

Too cute. Must be stopped.

I put a pillow over his face.

He uses it to swat me.

So of course I hit him back.

It devolves into a pillow fight, and I laugh until my sides ache.

Another box crashes.

Maybe I’m steering toward a disaster, but it gets exhausting keeping my walls so high.

Just once, I want to let myself play.

Just once, I want to take what Orion’s offering without calculating the cost.

EIGHTEEN

LILAH

When Orion and I roll out in the morning, rumpled and slathered in each other’s scents, the first thing Atlas does is drop a plate. It shatters on the tile.

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