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My whole body floods with ecstacy that seems to dance along my nerves like fucking lightning. It keeps going and going until I realise it’s him…inside me. I can feel the essence of him, his thoughts, feelings, deep inside.
The bond…I’m in awe.
Driven by instinct, I lunge forward and sink my own teeth into his neck. Distantly, some part of my mind is recording this, but I’m too far gone to care. He roars and slams into me, driving even deeper, his knot growing larger. And then I feel the flood inside me.
His pleasure and mine. I can feel both. I whimper and hold on to him. His body trembles, his hot breath panting against my ear.
“Mine. Mine. Mine.” He whispers.
I run my hands down his back, licking, lapping at the wound I’ve made. There’s a completion that I didn’t know I was missing. A satisfaction inside that makes all the sense in the world.
I want to curl around that light, those little carnival lights inside me, and protect it. I turn his face and kiss him hard.
“Lukas,” I growl.
He shudders and shifts, his knot pulling against my tight muscles, dragging synchronised groans out of us.
“Feels so good. Don’t want it to end.”
“If it ends, we can just do it again,” I mutter with dark promise.
He chuckles. His eyes turn challenging. “I gave you a bond. I claim you.”
I raise an eyebrow. “I can’t see yours, but I can see mine. Says right here, property of Missy.”
Lukas’ uncertainty vanishes, and he grins then seals our lips together. “I like the sound of that.”
“Good.”
He shifts my weight, and I want to protest as he pulls himself out of my body. Wet liquid runs down my thighs, and there’s a hint of embarrassment and another flare of heat. I want him to fuck more into me.
I shake my head. Food. Seb and Darion.
I look up and find Lukas’ eyes on my legs, on my inner thighs.
“What?” I raise an eyebrow.
He licks his lips and drags his heated eyes back to mine. “Come here, Missy.”
I grin at him and walk towards him. Food can wait a few more minutes.
twenty-six
Missy
The past five weeks have been amazing, more than I’d ever have dreamed. I wake up every morning and wonder if today’s the day when my good fortune will fail, bursting apart like an overripe tomato. I stretch, running my hand down the hot heat of Seb’s side, not to wake him but just to feel him, to remember that he’s here, and this is my reality. Darion mumbles in his sleep, curling tighter around Lukas, who stretches and then smiles contentedly.
We don’t sleep in separate rooms, we stay together, we eat together. They make time to come home from work and eat with me. Each afternoon, I go with Kandi, who has been assigned as my driver and bodyguard, to see if I can steal a few minutes with Elise or Muse. Kandi is a stern-faced woman with a wicked sense of humour, and I’ve become quite fond of her, though I would never tell her that. Sometimes, one of my alphas will come with me, and we’ll stalk my baby sisters and spend quality time talking. By the time I get home, one of the guys will be there, cooking or with food, ready to wrap me up in a hug.
I’m so used to not having affection, but they touch me all the time, small touches, brushing my hand, touching my hair, kissing me, nuzzling me, I keep waiting to get sick of it, but the more they do it, the more I love it.
But it’s the little things. Lukas keeps buying me these flavoured chocolates he leaves in different places for me. I know he’s doing it to make me smile. Seb texts me and leaves notes. He makes sure I’m safe, fed, and he makes me take time to just sit in a pile of blankets and exist. Darion’s different. I find his eyes on me; he knows my favourite food and brings it home. He finds me in the lounge in the middle of the night, on the roof when I’m upset. He knows me, they all do. And I know them.
I carefully climb off Seb and pad to the bathroom. Once I’m done, I go out to the kitchen and start breakfast. They’re staying with me today. One day before work gets crazy. A date day.
Darion comes out and wraps his arms around me from behind just from the heat alone, I can tell he’s not wearing much but his boxers don’t hide anything. I gasp when I feel how hard he is. He grinds into me and slides his hands up my hips before he cups my breasts. I arch into him and cover his hands.
“Good morning, omega.”
