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I'm going to have to fight them for her.

That's how I get my head back on straight, before I go storming into the safehouse to be the hero.

Chapter ten

Arjun

Ineedtobereasonable.

I need to ignore the way my instincts are raging at me to claim her, to snatch her out of Nate's arms and take her away.

But I don't think that's going to be a possibility as we walk into the safehouse.

Sloane's scent is everywhere, her moans overwhelming me. We walk into the front door and I take a lay of the land as Nate puts in the code--but Sloane is wrapping her legs around his waist, kissing his neck. I glance back just in time to see her drag her tongue all the way up his jawline, biting downhardon his ear, and he growls.

My purr starts without me even trying--my chest rumbles and then I'm following Nate into the main room, Milo hot on our heels. Sloane is all over Nate, his fingertips pressing into her ass as he carries her deeper into the house. She kisses a trail down his neck, her eyes darting up to mine, and I can see how hungry she is.

He's not going to cut it.

She needs all of us.

"Arjun...wait, we need to talk through this!" Milo reaches out and grabs my arm, and I whip around and practically throw him against the wall.

"We're not talking," I growl. I can hear Nate and Sloane behind me as they fall to the couch. She's kissing him...and he's kissing her back, and it should be me...

"We need to take what she wants into consideration," Milo says weakly, though I can tell he isn't too keen on stopping now either. "And we can't make sure everything is secure if we're too wrapped up inher."

"You can secure the location while we satisfy her, then," I mutter, walking backward toward her. I can scent her heat getting closer and closer, then her hand is grabbing the back of my shirt, yanking me toward her.

Nate growls under his breath--

--and I hear something I've never heard.

A female purr.

Not all omegas can do it--to be honest, I'd thought it was a myth. But Ialsothought that fated mates were a myth, and here we are, going nuts over a woman all three of us just met.

That sound is the only thing that seems to calm me down, and I mellow out instantly even as my desire still rages through me. I jerk my head around to focus on Sloane, all three of us looking at her...and she's still turned on, sure, but she seems entirely lucid.

"It'll go faster if I give my body what it wants," she murmurs, the purr a soft, sultry drone in her chest, under her voice. It's like magic--like she's speaking withtwo voices, and she's got all three of us under her spell. "That's why all three of you are going to fuck me until it's over."

"Sloane," Milo argues, the only one between the three of us who has any inkling of control over himself anymore. "You're in heat...this isn't what you want."

"I know what I want, Milo," she purrs. "Now come here."

She sways out of Nate's arms, stepping out of her sweatpants as she pads across the carpeted floor. The room is cozy and lit in golden light, and she looks absolutely stunning as she peels off her shirt like some kind of goddess of fertility. Then she walks up to me, putting a hand on my chest, and that hand is sheer heat--my body is singing for her, loving her touch, the promise of what she's got for us.

She glances to the door. "Nate, you're going to secure the house. Milo, you're going to check the cameras and turn off any that are in this room or the bedroom. Then both of you are going to come back and join Arjun as he fucks me."

Her hand tightens on my chest, and I have no choice but to obey. I'm already unbuckling my belt as I go, my mind clouded with pure lust--I can practically smell her desire, and it's intoxicating. No one has ever affected me like this, and I'm helpless against it.

She looks at me again.

"Take off your clothes."

I strip off my shirt and pants, standing there in nothing but my boxers, my cock throbbing against them. She reaches out and yanks them down to my ankles, and then I'm naked at last, and she's looking at me, entranced.

"You're so hard for me," she whispers, and before I know it she's wrapping her hand around my cock, stroking it up to my swollen knot. I shudder, moaning as she moves closer to me, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure.

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