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He’s energizing. Sparks of life and light flow into my soul—a swirling, chaotic buzz that leaves his tether in its wake.
We’re both still coming, one simultaneous climax rolling into another while I lick the side of his neck and bite him just below his ear. A snarled sob stutters out of him. Our bond pulls taut, the link lighting up like a strand of fat, colorful Christmas bulbs.
He’s so good.
The purest, happiest spirit. Boundless optimism. Confidence without one smidgen of arrogance. Utter contentment.
I hear Ronan grunt behind me. A pulse of shock and satisfaction throbs through our new connection, reminding me that he can feel Theo now, too. It won’t be as strong or direct as my link to him, but still. They’re bonded.
Theo’s breath tickles my new bite as he nestles between my breasts and closes his eyes. He looks spent, but he’s sending me feelings as fast as I can process them. I smile into the top of his head, remembering how I always expected his mind would move fast.
His emotions are a chaotic whirl. In the best way. A flurry of happiness. Explosive joy. Love. Love. Love.
Love.
He feels my answering push of adoration and leans back to kiss me. When we break apart, he cracks the widest smile, pressing his hand over this heart.
“Welcome home, precious.”
I feel my own face split into a grin. It will be impossible to stop smiling now. My own happiness tweaks higher at the thought, and his echoes mine until we’re both laughing.
His knot releases us, but he keeps me in his lap for another minute, licking the half-moons he left on my breast until I’m writhing all over again.
“Let these other knot-heads stare at your boobs now,” he mutters, jokingly petulant. “They’ll just be looking at my mark.”
I trace the bite I left on the side of his neck, right where everyone will see it whenever he pulls his hair up during games. A giddy, mischievous thrill skirts through me.
Mine, bitches.
I must be thinking loudly because Ronan and Theo both snort. “Yours,” Ronan confirms. He sends me a beat of curiosity, asking without asking.
Who’s next?
Theo feels my attention turn and tosses me one last crooked grin, along with a final burst of joy. He sets me on my knees and shuffles over to Ronan’s side, where our pack alpha reaches over and squeezes the big guy’s nape. They exchange a look, both of them smiling broadly.
My Omega watches, utterly smug. Dang, she’s a self-assured bitch. I think I might like her.
Archer.
I meet his dark, steady eyes across the nest. He reads my face. We move toward each other without a single word.
We’ve been fucking for days. Dirty, raw, animalistic. Totally at odds with the way he and I normally fit together.
This time, though, he comes at me carefully. His hands shake with restraint while he lays me down and joins me, putting us on our sides, face-to-face.
We don’t need words. His eyes tell me how much he adores me. I can see from the naked emotion on his face that mine beams my love right back at him.
Archer makes love to me, drawing out my pleasure until I lose track of how many times I’ve come. I’m reduced to a sobbing, squirming mess by the time he finally seals us together, filling me so deeply I want to cry at the ecstasy and the intimacy of it.
When we both tip over the edge for the final time, he brings the hand he’s holding up to his mouth, brushing his lips over my knuckles like he has so many dozens of times. This time, though, his mouth ghosts lower. His teeth pierce the thin skin, leaving a prominent mark right over the back of my right hand.
Cool, dark calm flows into me. Soft velvet. Deep water. The moving humility of staring into a starry sky.
Archer is wisdom. Depth. Perspective. Safety. A shield. An anchor. He ties himself into my soul, a cool touchstone to ground the rest of me.
I can breathe.
I can think.
