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“I didn’t snag anything, and besides, Owen is firmly anchored.”
Mateo chuckled. “You flatter me.”
Owen grinned. “And overestimate me.”
Armand stroked her jawline with his thumb. “Up you go.”
She groaned. “Please promise me you won’t mention this during any pre-race boasting.”
He crooned to her. “Of course not.”
He lifted the back of the shirt up past her hips and hissed. “That has to hurt like hell.”
“Well, it doesn’t tickle.”
Mateo came around and took a picture of the vivid bruising. “Dr. Oriel asked that we keep her informed of progress. The slick is encouraging.”
“Mortifying.” Renner settled herself a little more firmly. “Owen, make sure the kittens aren’t watching. I don’t want to scar them for life.”
He chuckled. “They are busy chasing each other.”
She nodded and ran a hand through Armand’s hair. “Please, Armand?”
He nodded and delicately licked his way around her butt and hip then down to the upper portion of her thigh to catch the bruising. When he parted her legs, she yelped, but he licked up her inner thigh and caught some of the seeping slick. He was purring softly the moment after he widened her thighs. The pain had faded completely, but he kept going.
“Armand, are you just playing now?”
The sound of his purr ratcheted up several decibels.
Mateo sat in front of her and smiled. “Your heat is less than a day away. If Owen offers you his nest, you can weather it there or in a simple guestroom.”
She nodded. “I... couldn’t impose. I am sure that with a few hours, we can figure out something that doesn’t interfere with your home territory.”
Owen said, “You can use my nest. I don’t mind.”
“But I do. I am used to my own space. My own territory. It feels unsettling to be in your nest.”
“I want you there.” Owen’s eyes gleamed with tears.
“As fun as it would be to become your omega because you want to stick it to Ford, I really think that you and Mateo are a good couple, and anything with me would be messy.”
He paused. “Oh, I said that, didn’t I...”
Mateo looked at her cheek and then took her pulse. He cursed. “She’s panicking.”
Armand pulled her onto his lap and hugged her. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“I don’t know you. Getting to know you was supposed to be fun, but now, I am going to be fucking strangers.” She was shaking, and tears started.
“We will be fine, baby.”
She lifted her head and glared at him. “Renner. My name is fucking Renner. Not baby. Not sweetheart. All slow introduction is shot.”
Thanatos scooped her away from Armand, and there was growling, but Thanatos’s scent was more familiar. He sat in a chair and curled her against him. He was hotboxing his scent around her. He said softly, “Your name is Persephone.”
“I know that, but I don’t use it. No one uses it.”
“I do.” He held her carefully.
