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They can’t stand each other. What will he say?
Will he leave?
But before I can spiral, he moves his mouth from my neck and meets my gaze. “I know,” he says gently with a slight smile on his face.
“But…doesn’t that bother you?” I stutter, digging my fingers into his shirt and staring at his chest. I start to panic, and my breathing rapidly increases.
My stupid Heat makes me more emotional than usual.
“Skylar,” Landon says, stroking my hair. “Darling. Look at me.”
My eyes snap up to meet his gaze, which is still just as tender. “Why shouldn’t you be tended to at all times? If we both make you happy, I’m fine with it.”
I open and close my mouth. “But—”
“You deserve as many Alphas as you want,” he says firmly. “If you want a pack of twenty, I’ll happily be in it.”
I blink at him. “What—”
“Besides, River and I already talked about it,” he says, chuckling. “We’re more than happy to share you.”
My mind turns to mush.
“Also,” Landon moves his mouth to my ear, and I shiver. “I’d love to watch you get fucked while I take you.”
I short circuit.
The filth that just spewed from his mouth catches me off guard, and I grip at his shirt and pull him closer, kissing him violently.
His scent has changed, too. It’s more powerful than it was when he first came into the house and it’s making my head swim.
All I can breathe is Landon. He’s in my veins, his scent coursing through my bloodstream.
He chuckles against my lips. “Take that blanket off, beautiful. Let me see you.”
Slowly, I start to unwrap the fabric as he lets go of my waist. I feel his gaze on me and I blush, looking down at my chest as I expose myself to the air.
“Look at me, darling.”
Darling. I’ve never been called that in my life, and every time Landon says it, my heart stutters.
I finally meet his gaze, and he’s so handsome I have to kiss him again.
Unlike River, he’s clean shaven, and his lips are fuller.
But they’re both perfect, in their own ways.
“Touch me,” I beg against his lips. “Touch me, Alpha.”
He groans, and his strong arms lift me onto his lap. I straddle him, my thighs on either side of his hips, and his kisses turn deeper.
“That’s right,” he murmurs, pleased at my whimpers. “Such a good Omega for me.”
I cry out at his words and grind myself against his lap. He grips my waist and sucks in a breath as I rub myself on him.
He’s rock hard.
It’s not enough. I want him to see me, to let him have what I gave to River.
