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I've never had someone come inside of me before, but I'm struck by how badly I want it.

"Come in me, baby boy. Fill Daddy up," I whisper in his ear, and it's met with a groan muffled in my shoulder.

"Yes. Yes, gonna fill you up. Wanna be inside you always." He licks at my neck, sucking until I know there will be a hickey. I don't mind. If that's what he needs right now to feel grounded, then I'll gladly wear proof of his devotion and trust.

Blaze's cock is throbbing inside of me, and alarmingly, the swell of his knot starts kissing my rim.

"No—no knot, okay?" I whisper hurriedly. Fuck, I really don't want to be split open by his monster knot. I'm not an Omega, and I'm not built for it.

Blaze doesn't reply or stop his thrusts, but I think he's listened because he isn't grinding me down on his knot like he does with Halley right before he pops it inside her.

My eyes are rolling back, little bursts of color forming in my peripherals.

Blaze's shirt has ridden up, and my cock is brushing his hard abs, pre-come smearing over his skin. I can't hold out much longer.

"I'm gonna— baby, Daddy's gonna come," I manage to gasp out, and then I'm bursting. Come spurts from me as I orgasm hard, my body quaking, and my channel clenching around Blaze's shaft.

It sends Blaze into a higher gear, and he growls loudly, completely forgoing any attempt to quiet himself. His arms squeeze my ass tightly, holding me firmly as he pummels into me, fucking me hard and fast as he chases his release.

"Uh, uh, uh." Deep sounds are falling from my lips as I take his assault, letting it extend my peak. "That's… Mmm, yes. That's it, baby. Use Daddy's hole. Make yourself feel good."

Blaze shudders, and his entire body clenches, followed by a low and long groan. His cock pulses, throbbing as ropes of hot come spurt into my quivering channel. His knot is fully inflated and pressed firmly against my hole, but not entering.

"Oh, f-fuck. Daddy!" Blaze hisses in my ear.

We both ride out our pleasure together, my fluttering core milking every drop of seed before I droop, relaxing into his arms.

As the endorphins ebb and our breathing steadies, I tip my head back and look up at Blaze through half-lowered lashes.

'You alright?' I eventually ask, my mind still a little scattered.

He looks wrecked, too. Sweat darkens his hairline, his mouth is kiss-swollen, and his eyes are heavy and soft. His side of the bond has gone quiet at last, missing that frantic, vicious edge. There is now only warmth, relief, and a depth of affection that makes me quiver as I swallow around it.

'Yeah,' he replies, looking down at me like I’ve handed him something precious, instead of role-playing as a father-figure and having him bugger me. 'I think I’m gonna be okay.'

My throat tightens.

Maybe 'okay' means something different for Blaze than it does for everyone else. He’ll never be easy. He’ll never come back from violence untouched by it. There will be darker days than this one. Harder homecomings. More nights where I have to put my hands on him and lead him back by the sound of my voice.

But he’s here.

He came back to me.

"Good," I whisper.

That’s all I’ve ever wanted for him. To know he doesn’t have to claw his own way out of the dark alone anymore. That he has the Pack, Halley, and he has me. He's always had me and he always will.

Chapter Fifty-Six

Viper

Dawn hasn’t reached the mountains yet when I finish strapping the last of my climbing gear into place. The fortress is quiet around me, a sweet spot of silence Blackgate only gets after the night shift patrols rotate and before the kitchens wake up.

I’m halfway across the courtyard when I catch her scent, a burst of lavender and lightning that lights up my brain like a flash bomb every time.

She's wrapped in the scent of our Pack, sleepy and warm and safe inside Blackgate, and my Alpha growls with satisfaction.

Halley steps out onto the upper landing above the Alpha barracks, wrapped in one of my jackets against the cold. Her hair is a mess from sleep, and through our bond she brushes against me with tired curiosity before tightening into suspicion.