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“Present for your alpha,” he commands.
I scramble to obey. He doesn’t make me wait, sinking right into me.
Spanking me while he fucks me with his cock and his knot, he torments me the way Ronan did. It doesn’t last as long, though. Within a minute, we’re both bucking and shouting our release.
Declan knots me deep, ecstasy exploding through my body. As the waves crash through me, he bends and bites right above my ass, leaving his mark between the dimples at the small of my back.
Declan.
Something dark and delicious winds its way into my blood. Pounding into all of my pulse points. Bittersweet slicks my soul.
Rage and relief.
Spirit and softness.
If Archer is bottomless calm, Declan is all-consuming passion. Every single emotion he feeds me is the strongest I’ve ever felt. Deeper than I ever would have guessed.
His ferocity rips the air from my lungs. Unable to wait, I reach back and wrench his hand off my hip. Turning my face, I find the corded muscle of his right arm and bite him hard.
I don’t care what this arm does, I think, wanting them all to hear. I only care that the alpha it belongs to is mine.
Declan roars. His cock erupts again, sending me into another orgasm. He falls against my back, his body rubbing the new claiming mark. I kiss the half-moons on his arm as I fall flat to the mattress.
A rush of pure, undiluted devotion rushes right to my heart, followed by that same desperation I felt when he first kissed me. I snuggle back into him, sending as much reassurance as I can through our tether.
He tenses, going rigid on top of me. Disbelief and pain rush through him, followed by amazement. “Meg,” he moans softly, burying his face into my hair. “Fuck, baby.”
I see everything clearly, now. The women who were supposed love him never did—so he couldn’t believe I did, no matter how many times he told himself it was true.
But he can’t deny my love anymore.
And it’s crushing him.
I pour every drop of adoration I can into our bond, adding as much comforting calm as I can muster. My quiet purr starts up and he dives for it, nuzzling his face against my back to get closer.
I feel his tears through our tether before they smear across my skin. There’s a quiet flurry of movement around us. Suddenly, we’re surrounded.
Ronan lies back and hauls my body over his, bringing Declan with us. Theo props himself up, reaching over to put his hand on his best friend’s back. Archer settles at the other side, softly stroking my hair with one hand and setting the other on Declan’s shoulder, squeezing.
Purrs roll through all of them. The bonds anchored in my chest light up like a switchboard, pulsing with pride, reassurance, relief.
We’re all bound, now. None of us will ever feel alone again.
A weak haze starts to creep over me. The lucidity that grew with each of their bonds fades a bit, sinking me into a languid state of bliss, melting on top of Ronan.
Declan burrows between my shoulder blades, trailing soft kisses over my skin. He sends me a rush of affection and consternation, silently telling me to rest.
Ronan catches my apprehension and meets my glazed eyes. “You did it, baby girl,” he rumbles.
The hand that isn’t holding my hips to his reaches up and grips the nape of Declan’s neck. He sends me a fond beat of pride and possession, saying, I’ve got this.
Theo’s purr deepens, forcing my eyes to flutter shut. Archer is the last voice I hear before I sink under.
“Rest now, omega.”
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