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“You have to work on that, Evan. No one will want you as a mate if you can’t last longer than a millisecond.” I turn and follow his gaze. “Besides, she can’t be that—” I stop short.

Quinn, wearing a low-cut black tank top and a pair of shorts that show off all of those deliciously bronzed thighs—thank you lifeguarding—is standing in the middle of the gym, watching two guys go at it. She’s oblivious to the way half the assholes in the room have stopped working out or sparring to take her in.

A growl builds in my chest.

Evan sighs. “Dammit. That’s your omega, huh?”

“Stop talking,” I snap.

He takes a few quick steps away, muttering something about unreasonable alphas as he goes. Quinn spots me and starts walking in my directions. Her hips sway seductively—have they always done that? Why is Marcus fucking looking at her ass? And who the fuck does Kent think he is, eyeing her tits like that?

Prowling toward her, I close the distance between us in three seconds and scoop her up. She squeals, and it goes straight to my dick. Her arms wrap around my neck and legs around my waist. I grip her ass and hold her against me.

“Hi,” she breathes. “I came to watch you practice.”

I claim her mouth, kissing her hard and claiming her for everyone to see. She’s taken, and these assholes better back the fuck off if they know what’s good for them. Someone nearby clears their throat, and Quinn breaks away from the kiss with a gasp.

“Dylan,” she chastises.

“Mmm, don’t say my name like that. I’m already so fucking hard.”

“Down, boy.”

“No, he’s definitely up.”

“Oh my god. Put me down.” She tries to wiggle out of my hold, but I don’t let her go.

“You feel so good like this.”

She giggles and buries her head against my shoulder. “You’re embarrassing me.”

“I’m not letting you go, because if I do, I’m going to have to kick Kent’s ass for looking at your tits and then introduce Marcus to the concrete for salivating after this sweet ass.”

Evan clears his throat again.

“And then I’m going to break Evan’s jaw for saying he came when he saw you.”

“Oh my god,” Quinn mutters into my shirt.

“I was joking!” Evan shouts.

Maybe, but all I can think about is him picturing her naked. Maybe I’ll take his eyes instead.

Shit. These alpha urges will be the death of me.

“You should go, for real. I’m struggling here.”

“Jesus, dude. Get a hold of yourself. No one is going to take your omega.”

“Kill me, someone, please, just kill me.”

“The fuck did you just say?” I ask Quinn, marching toward the locker room.

“I’m never going to be able to show my face here again,” she laments.

I turn around and use my back to open the door, gazing up at her. She’s staring down at me, smiling at me like I’m a good guy. “If you don’t come back, then I won’t have to take on the whole gym for checking you out.”

“Can you blame them? I have thatI’ve been knotted so much in the last weekglow about me.”

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