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He’s giving off delicious pheromones, and I know that I am too.
I can’t hold myself back.
I run my hand up into Ghost’s hair, burying my hand in his curls. I tighten my hold and yank him toward me into a kiss.
Ghost gasps, and his eyes widen.
Then he melts, leaning into the touch.
When he slides his tongue across my bottom lip, I moan. My lips part, and he deepens the kiss by slipping his tongue inside my mouth. My tongue twines around his like two snakes dancing.
There’s no fight for dominance, only the equal pursuit of joyous pleasure.
I use my hand on his head to drag him into a better angle.
The sweet taste of his tongue, while I flicker mine against his, back and forth, is like nectar.
I start to purr at the same time as Ghost does.
In this man’s kisses, I am free.
Until the sudden burned coffee stench of angry Alpha invades our sanctuary, slamming the door of our cage shut again.
How the fuck did we miss the opening of the basement door? Were we that lost in each other?
Loud footsteps — more than one person — troop down the stairs.
My heart stops with terror.
“That’s not Link or Tom,” I hiss.
Instantly, I back away from Ghost, dragging up my trousers.
At the same time, faster than I’ve seen anyone move, Ghost pulls up his jeans, smearing his cum on his clothes without a thought, then leaping to his feet.
He prowls in front of me, protectively.
He’s transformed into someone different to the Omega who was just sweetly kissing me.
A man who was raised in the criminal Ace pack and trained by Fletcher.
A man who even as kid was surrounded by death and blood.
A man who’s been shattered into a feral state but only to protect those who he loves.
Ghost growls, low and terrifying.
The hairs on the back of my neck rise.
The footsteps stumble and stop on the lower steps.
I push myself to my feet and turn to peer through the shadows.
Richard is standing looking back at us with Beta enforcers, whose muscles stretch the sleek material of their black suits, at his shoulder.
Richard’s wearing a casual pair of jeans, preppy white shirt, and trainers.
He’s trying to look triumphant. His sneering smile wavers, however, when he takes in the way that Ghost is standing with dark eyes in front of me.
