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The thick ridge of his tail ran down her spine. She was shoved toward him and landed against his chest. The thrumming was frenzied.

“Struggle?” She stroked his chest and neck.

He inclined his head. “Apologies. I am used to trash-talking other alphas.”

She let out a low hum as his tail rubbed her back. “Well, I see you aced backrub class. It’s the thing that all ladies need.”

He laughed. “Taking my time is something that I have been waiting to do.”

She kissed his jaw, cheek, and lip. “Good. Get started.”

He paused and then lifted her in his arms. She muttered, “Do not rip this gown. It’s currently all I have to wear.”

“Clothing is coming. My mom picked most of it, so expect a lot of black and gold.” He smiled. “Also, expect Sethir-Nin traditional omega clothing. It is fairly revealing.”

“Hm. If you want me to seek out omegas, it’s gonna cost you.”

He set her on the bed and pushed the gown up to her hips. “I am willing to pay any price.”

She chuckled as the gown slid up and then off. “I meant with the focus equipment that BDC made for me. That way, I can show you what I see and do targeted searches.”

“Where did the BDC get it?” He pressed his lips between her breasts.

“Z-Tech.”

The vibration coming from him was intense. He was humming wildly, and he rested his body between her thighs. His tail caressed her head and shoulders. She felt the stinger moving through her locks.

“Why is your stinger playing with my hair?”

He chuckled. “It wants to do something, and I haven’t satisfied it.”

“You have to satisfy it? I wonder what that looks like.” She tangled her fingers through his hair.

He lifted his head. “He wants to dance.” There was a slow smile on his lips.

“What do you want?”

“You. Looking up at me and seeing me, not just the heat and begging.”

“You don’t like the begging?” She unbuttoned his shirt.

“I prefer to just see lust in your eyes.”

She nodded. “Then, earn it.”

He grinned and kissed her, opening his belt and trousers before dropping onto her again. His cock was heavy and thick but not terrifyingly so as it pressed her inner thigh. She knew he felt good inside her. Really good. Now, how did she want to get him there? Did she want to wait until she was mindless, or he was? She was unsure of a middle ground.

His shirt hung loose and created a column of warmth around her. He was extremely warm.

Ylara moved her leg along his, dragging at the fabric of his trousers. “Riithan?”

“Yes, princess?”

“Can you get naked? Your clothing is bugging me.”

He paused and laughed. “Yes, I can.” He moved off the bed, and she rolled to her side and watched as black fabric fluttered and slid away.

His shoes flicked off, and his socks did, too. Her breath left her lungs. He was gorgeous. His musculature was slightly off standard but still beautiful. Bands wrapped around him and flexed and bulged as he moved. His rich brown skin gleamed, and she bit her lip. He turned slightly, and she saw his back. Black, mahogany, and gold patterned his back and led to the dark base of his tail. His tail contained dozens of colours until it got to his shoulder height, which was how she normally saw it.

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