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“Can the ‘sir.’” Omega actually smiled. “We’re civilians now. I never thought I’d say these words to you, Guzman, but with Nix gone, the duty falls to me.”

“What duty?”

“The duty to welcome you into the family.”

I blinked and the door closed with a quiet click.

Omega was gone.

I eased down on my chair and breathed, just breathed. It took me a while to accept Dagger’s words, to embrace the new privileges and responsibilities placed on me. The universe had given me a rare opportunity for redemption. I could never repay Nix for his sacrifice, but I could love his sister with all my heart and protect his family with all I had.

When Omega’s words finally sank into my veins and dissolved into my bloodstream, my soul didn’t feel heavy. It felt light and fresh, eager to tackle the challenge. I threw my head back and barked a laugh.

“Did you hear that, Nix?” I lifted my face to the sky. “We’re family now.”

There was, of course, no reply, and yet in my head, I saw my friend smiling against the background of a fiery horizon.

***

Missy

I opened the door and, balancing the tray that held a glass of milk and a plate of warm cookies, I stepped into my bedroom. If returning to the mansion had required me to make a major mental adjustment, the sight of Javier entrenched in my tower, surrounded by pink damask wallpaper and flowery rugs was an even bigger shock.

I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

He laid atop the silk duvet, stark naked, framed by the lace of the bed hangings that draped down from the ceiling. His chiseled body and his muscular construction contrasted in every way with the frilly pillows and the purple velvet headboard that had once presided over the room.

I used the past tense because my naked, sexy, gorgeous, magnificently endowed boyfriend had stolen the bed’s role as a focal point the moment he arrived. Right now, my splendor in the fleshandhis dick dominated the space.

My face—my entire body—turned to flames. My eyes feasted on his erection. My nipples ached, my mouth began to salivate, and my pussy squeezed so hard I almost dropped the tray.

“As you can see, I look good in pinks and purples.” He crossed his arms behind his head and nudged his chin down toward his generous erection.

“I can see that quite clearly.” I laughed, admiring the proof of his statement, craving it inside me. “Modesty will never be a problem for you.”

“Come and get it,” he teased, rocking his hips a little.

“I brought you some cookies.”

“Later.” The intensity in his eyes ignited my wick. “Thecookies are for dessert. You’re the main course.”

“You must be so hungry.” My pussy squeezed so hard that I had to set the tray down, but these days, I could tease him as well as he could tease me, so, feigning my best floozy, I tilted my head and batted my eyelashes. “Are you ravenous for little old me?”

“You got that right.” He flashed a wicked smirk and curled a finger at me. “Come here, you.”

“In a moment.” I was already boiling down there, but first, I needed to clarify a small matter. “Hmm.” I tapped my fingers on my mouth, and playing hard to get, I made a show of studying the circular bedroom. “We might have to redecorate our tower to be more reflective of our style.”

“Ourtower?” He gawked, and his dick jerked.

I queried him with my eyebrows. “Unless you have objections to us living together inourtower?”

“None whatsoever,” he rushed to say. “I was gonna ask you if you wanted to move upstairs with me, but I do love me a tower. They’re strong, strapping, and durable.”

“Like a certain part of you currently on display.” I sat down on the mattress next to him, leaned over, and planted a slow kiss on his lips, feeling the burn going from a boil to a sizzle. God, the things this man did to me.

He seized my mouth and kissed me back. “Pink or purple, tower or no tower, I’m gonna sleep wherever you sleep—that is, if we ever actually sleep.”

“I like the sound of that.” I chuckled against his mouth. “Can I ask, do you have something wicked in mind?”

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