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She was still in heat, though her hormones weren’t out of control. She’d clearly passed the peak of it and had enough lucidity now that survival trumped mindless sex.

Ransom, it seemed, wasn’t on board, as she tried to feed his foot through the sweatpants. His fist closed in her hair and she let out a little breath of surprise as he dragged her lips to his cock. Nightshade spiked with lust again and she dropped the sweatpants, fingers curling around his calf as she relaxed, eyes crossing as she looked up at him. Little moans of pleasure sounded from her as he fucked her ruthlessly, barely letting her get space to breathe.

Goddamn.

When he’d finished, she gasped for air, cheeks bright pink as she fumbled for the sweatpants again.

“Okay. Now I’m putting them on, and then you can let me go for a few minutes.”

I watched as she tugged the sweatpants all the way on, fighting with him when he tried to stop her.

Then she got to her feet, tucking a wild strand of her bushy hair behind her ear and catching her breath.

“Okay. I’ll be back. I promise. With snacks. And I have to make sure the others are… are okay. And then we’ll?—”

She let out a gasp as he dragged her onto his lap, grinding up against her. “Oh… fuuckk.” Her moan was breathy as she grabbed him for support. “Okay—Mmm.” He’d grabbed her hair and arched her against him, then caught her nipple in his teeth. I could hear his purr of satisfaction as she melted against him.

Then she stiffened as he tried to tug the shirt from her.

“No!”Her voice was strained. But Ransom was already fumbling for his own sweatpants, a frown on his face as if he didn’t know why they were there. “No no no. Not again.I want food,” she whined.

That tone didn’t do her any favours. He dragged her closer, grip on her shirt more insistent.

How many times had she tried to get away?

“Ransom!”

Oh. I’d never heard her voicesodemanding, and her hand had snapped to his neck. He paused, chest heaving as he stared at her.

“Let go,” she ordered him.

I grinned.

Slowly, she pried his hand from her shirt, then she pinned him down on the bed, hand still closed around his neck. “I’m going to fuck you,” she told him. “If you stay here right like this. Okay?”

He didn’t reply, just watching her curiously. He still wasn’ttrulypresent, but he was there. Alive. With us. A big ball of feelings—even if those feelings were mostly lust right now. And pride. And happiness.

Slowly, she slid from above him. He shifted, but she jabbed a finger firmly in his direction.“Stay!”

His nose wrinkled, but he remained in place. She nodded to herself, taking a breath, and then she began padding across the hardwood like a teenager trying to sneak away for a party.

Then she froze, her eyes locking with mine. “Dusk?” she squeaked. “How long have you been there?”

Ransom was on his feet in a moment, chains clinking as he crossed to her.

What was he—?Oh.

He swept her behind him, eyes predatory as he took me in.

Protecting her?

Well… this just got better and better.

“It’s okay,” she whispered to him, arms winding around his waist. He turned back to her, and I’d never seen passion in his eyes like I did in that moment.

Ransom’s eyes slid back to me. Finally, there was something calculating in his gaze, like he was analysing me properly now.

Did he recognise me?

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