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But Callum snarls, cutting him off. "We know what she needs," he snaps. "Kai, get her upstairs and lock yourselves in the bedroom. I'll check the perimeter for any others and figure out who the hell we're dealing with here."
The stranger puts his hands up and backs off, though I can see how much he wants Emma. And fuck...I get it, but now is not the time to let a stranger into her bed.
She needs to be satisfied, checked over, kept safe.
She needs relief.
Not the stress of some newcomer who just killed two people.
I hoist her up and cradle her to my chest, climbing the stairs two at a time until I find the bedroom. I can see the blizzard getting more intense outside, the window frosted over. I lay Emma gently down in the bed and then I go to turn on the lamp beside it, the light illuminating the room.
It's gorgeous.
Perfect.
The floor is hardwood and there is a thick rug in front of a cold fireplace, the windows looking out over a rugged, beautiful winter dreamscape. There's a chandelier overhead dripping with crystals and hung with antlers, and a massive bed big enough for a whole pack and covered with black fleece at the center.
I've never actually been inside the Evergreen Lodge, but I've heard plenty of stories. This is where the highest-paying patrons of Sanctuary Summit go when they want to start a family--sometimes using specially selected alphas as sperm donors, sometimes bringing alphas of their own. The lodge was specifically designed for heats, packed full of bedding and toys and nonperishable food for long winter nights...
Yeah, I know exactly what she needs.
Emma groans and her breath hitches, and I snap my eyes to look at her in the center of the huge bed, her legs spread. She pulls the toy free and tosses it aside, and then her hands go up to play with her nipples, her lips parted in a breathless sigh.
"Oh my God..." she whispers. "You would think I would...ah...you would think..."
"What, gorgeous?" I ask, crawling between her legs. "Talk to me."
She props herself up on her elbows, reaching for me. "I shouldn't still be turned on, should I?" she whispers, her voice hoarse.
I chuckle, peeling off the borrowed flannel I'm wearing and tossing it across the room. I'm barely dressed--we didn't have time when we were chasing after the ACB agents--but that's proving to be convenient now.
"You're in heat, Em," I drawl, kicking off my boots next, then moving to the button of my jeans. "You know what you need."
"I need...would you think I'm sick if I asked you to knot me?" she whispers.
"It would be my pleasure," I chuckle.
I stand and kick off my jeans, turning to the bed, and I swear to God, Emma's eyes are as wide as saucers as she looks at my cock.
I mean, I'm not the biggest alpha on the block--I'm pretty sure Callum has me beat on that front--but I'm not exactly small, either. I know my mate is looking at me like I'm a massive fantasy come to life...and I'll remind myself of that later, when this heat is over and she's not looking at me like that.
Lifting her knees, I press my hips forward until I'm sliding against her slick pussy, feeling how fucking hot she is, even after being out in the storm. "Christ, Emma."
"I know," she moans, arching her back and sliding her wet pussy along my cock.
"You're still so wet for me," I growl.
I think about the scent, the musk of her arousal filling the bedroom, and I feel my cock throb. My knot swells, and Emma moans, her knees tightening around my hips.
I'd love nothing more than to bond with her, to make her mine forever, but I also know that's not exactly appropriate timing. Not after the day we've had.
She needs to be loved, not claimed.
"Turn over," I whisper, my voice hoarse. "I want to see you on all fours..."
She obeys, climbing up onto her knees and then lowering her chest so that it's resting against the bed. I crawl to her quickly, pushing her legs apart, and suddenly she's so wet and ready for me I can practically feel it radiating off of her.
"Fuck, you're so fucking sexy," I breathe, sliding my fingers up through her slit.
