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His throat moved in a hard swallow and his fingers tightened on my hips. “I love you so fucking much.”

“You’re my rainbow,” I whispered, keeping my tone low and just between us. It was a reference to our very first date when he’d promised me that life was worth living and there would be a rainbow after the storm.

This pack was my second chance. They’d seen me through the rain, and added beautiful, vibrant color back into my life.

Hand cupping the back of my head, he dragged me down for a soul-shattering kiss, showing me without words exactly how much I meant to him.

I sucked his bottom lip before pulling back, my heat already nipping at my heels. The reprieve between orgasms was short, but I was grateful for the few minutes I had with each of my mates as we basked in the glow of our bonds.

Four more naked, achingly hard men waited for me on the fringes, and I lifted off of Leo and crawled across my nest.

“Which one of us do you want next, Darling?” Thane asked, cerulean eyes hooded as he studied my every move.

“You,” I breathed. “But gently.”

“I’m not breakable,” he huffed.

I kept my disagreement to an arched brow and crawled carefully into his lap.

He was already hard for me, his cock curved upward against the chiseled planes of his stomach.

I reached for him, stroking my hand from root to tip before I lined him up. So damn slowly, torturing us both, I sank down until he was buried inside me, filling the insatiable ache.

“Fuuuuuck,” he hissed, his head tipping into the soft wall of the nest. “Ride me, Darling. Take what you need.”

“Gods, I love the way you stretch me,” I moaned, tipping my head back until my loose hair tickled the small of my back.

Thane reached up and lightly collared my throat, careful of the lingering bruises I wore like battle scars. The possessive hold erased the illusion that I was in charge just because I was on top. I bit my lip as he set the pace, guiding me with a steady hand, squeezing just enough to make my pussy throb.

“Thane!” His name was a rasp of air, a desperate plea, one he was all too willing to answer.

I rode him for what could’ve been minutes or could’ve been hours. Time was irrelevant here.

“Fuck yes. Take my knot, Darling.”

A choked moan was my only reply as he pulled my hips down, impaling me fully.

He swelled inside me, pressing against every delicious spot along my inner walls, but he didn’t stop. I keened as he continued to rock me over him until I couldn’t take the stimulation any longer. Fireworks glittered behind my tightly clenched lids as I came for him.

His distant roar was my only warning before he pulled me closer and sank his teeth into the curve of my shoulder opposite Jamison’s bite, filling me with his release at the same time.

I was still shaking when I took his hand and reciprocated his bite with one of my own. I grinned down at the rapidly healing mark I left on the fleshy part of his thumb.

“I want you to see it every time you’re cooking or working in the kitchen,” I panted. “A constant reminder that you belong to me. Always.”

More than my other mates, Thane needed to feel loved and accepted. Chosen.

“As if I could ever forget,” he murmured, voice low and husky with emotion, those cerulean eyes shining with love.

I felt him soften inside me, causing the unfulfilled heat to surge anew, but I pushed it back, worry snaking past the endless need still riding me. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“Not even a little.”

I opened my mouth to reply when tattooed hands landed on my hips from behind and dragged me up and off of Thane’s cock. The sensation and unexpectedness shocked a moan out of me, answered by Hades’ deep chuckle.

“Thane’s fine, Baby Girl. But I’m fucking dying here. It’s my turn.”

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