Page 188 of Candy & Her Saints


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But then, neither do Alphas in rut.

Thomas’ self-control finally snaps, and he growls.

“Feral Alpha alert,” Lincoln warns, rolling to the side.

Thomas grips Ghost’s shoulders and manhandles him off my knot and onto his side next to me. Thomas’ cock slips straight into Ghost’s ass, where I just was, and that thought makes me flush all over.

Ghost whines with delight. He nestles back against Thomas’ chest.

Thomas loops his arm around Ghost’s waist. Ghost is already hard again.

See, no refractory period.

I reach to grab Ghost by his hand and hold on tight, as Thomas ruts into Ghost savagely like he’s a rag doll.

Lincoln crawls to cage both of them. I snuggle closer, capturing Ghost’s lips with mine.

Ghost’s eyes are glassy.

Then Thomas stills for a moment, tightening his hold around Ghost’s waist. “I’m knotting and breeding you now, my Omega.”

Then to my surprise, Ghost is coming without being touched.

I swallow his howl in my kiss.

Thomas’ voice is rough with ecstasy. “Ghost, will you accept the bond of the Saint pack?”

Ghost twists from me to offer his lips to Thomas in answer, and Thomas kisses him back.

I entwine my hand with Ghost’s, squeezing.

Lincoln and Thomas position themselves over Ghost.

I can feel all of them through the bond, a surging joy.

My Soul Mark tingles.

Then Lincoln and Thomas bite Ghost’s throat.

Our bonded pack is complete.

In this nest with my Omega, surrounded by the pheromones of my Alpha, and close to my fated mate Beta, I finally have everything that I’ve dreamed about.

I’m loved. I’m safe and wanted. I have family.

I’m free.

Pack bonds truly can change everything.

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