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“If we are done after this heat and I never have to see you all after that, I won’t fight it.”

He jolted. “What?”

“That setting that takes me out of your memory will kick in if it’s just a one-night stand.”

“You want us to forget you?”

“Yes. This feels like a little much.”

“If you don’t bond to us, the Omega Centre is going to come and take you. They will educate you, and they are going to sell your body to the highest bidder. You will have limited choice.”

“Like I have a choice now?” she mumbled, keeping her head down. The room was quiet.

She heard Owen gasp and mutter to Mateo.

Thanatos started chuckling. “So, that’s why.” He kissed the top of her head and pulled at the fabric. She felt the heat from his bare skin, and the pulse started a slow throb in her sex. Black swaths of ink swept over him in a boiling set of clouds arising from ancient temples on his lower abdomen.

Her indecision came to a screeching halt. She looked at him and sighed. “I forgot about that.”

“You chose us. Achilles chose us, and the cats chose us. That is a lot of choosing directed at the alphas. I know your body and mind are setting up for a different speed, and your prey drive is kicking in, but you stood there, looked us up and down, and chose us three out of six. You chose us, Persephone.”

She looked up at him, and her pulse was thudding throughout her body. She felt her blood rushing through her veins, and she crawled to wrap her arms around his neck. She breathed him in, and he inhaled against her neck as well. His hands moved under the dark shirt and stroked her skin up her spine to her shoulders. She drooped in his arms and whispered in his ear the thing that had depressed her. He kissed her temple. “I get it. Did you want to see how pretty they are?”

She lifted her head and caught him in a kiss. Fire was boiling into her blood as she clutched at him, whining and starting to rock her hips. He pressed his hand against her sex, and she moved her hips, rocking against his fingers, and the slippery wave started up.

She breathed faster and faster as the kiss became ravenous, and she whined and cried. When her clit throbbed, her orgasm hit hard, and she wailed into his mouth. The sounds were new. She had previously been pretty quiet.

Thanatos held her in his arms, and their kiss slowed until he pulled away and held her against him, her head tucked under his chin. “Now, Persephone. Where do you want your marks?”

“What?”

“Well, your body is smooth and unmarked, so you are going to pick the placement of the first mark. Mateo’s mark will be heavier as he takes Owen with him. Armand is going to be the lightest mark.”

“Hey!”

“Well, that could change if she chooses you as her primary, but are you actually available and in the city most of the time?”

“No. She could travel with me?”

Thanatos, Mateo, and Owen said, “No.”

Armand sighed. “Fine, but if it is less than a four-hour drive, can she be there for championships?”

She looked at him. “Why? Do you need me to drive?” She stared at him and then giggled. “Why do you have zebra stripes?”

He glared at her. “Why are you slick?”

“Uh, I doubt the answer is the same unless Thanatos has had his fingers against you.”

“Call me Than. Thanatos is what my mother calls me.”

“Oh. Well, then, Than, unless you have been fingering Armand, the reasons are different.”

Armand snorted, and then his expression softened. “Willing to come over here, Persephone?”

He was striped, and he was hers, so Renner leaned up and kissed Than before she eased off him and onto the floor. The silk of the rug was soft on her feet as she walked over to Armand.

Her fingers stroked the stripes that ran down his arms, and then she stroked his ribs. “You explain the tattoos to folks as a drunken decision or a lost bet?”

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