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“Please, alpha, please come in me,” I begged. “I want to feel it.”

“Jesus, fuck, you’re going to do me in with words like that,” he panted.

I smirked into his neck. I liked that I had such an impact on him. Fucking in his car, our clothing still on, felt so dirty and perverted and I loved it. My body broke out in a sweat as the car filled with the shout of Eli’s growls and he plowed into me one final time as I shattered, his knot expanding rapidly.

Eli’s hands clenched on my thighs, holding me close as his cock throbbed with release, rope after rope of cum filling me up perfectly.

“I didn’t know it was possible to come forthatlong,” I muttered into his chest as he chuckled and kissed the top of my head.

My entire body was lax, and my muscles refused to listen to my brain. I was nothing but a pile of happy, well-fucked goo.

“I didn’t know, either. Fuck, you’ve ruined me, Kennedy.” Eli sighed, pulling me close and hugging me.

“Well, you’ve decimated me, so we’re in the same boat,” I mumbled.

“We can be piles of mush together. How does that sound?”

“Perfect. Pretty goddamn perfect.”

Chapter 14

Eli

Ispent the next two days eagerly waiting until Friday, so I could take Kennedy out again. The events of our date had been running on repeat through my mind ever since we’d kissed. Every time I saw her, I became more and more attached.

Soon enough, I would have to introduce her to the rest of my pack. For now, I was going to enjoy a bit of time with just the two of us.

Jogging upstairs to her small apartment, I brushed my hair out of my face and straightened my clothing before knocking on the door. Kennedy had texted me her apartment number after our last date. I felt oddly proud that she trusted me with it.

There was no answer, so I waited a moment before knocking again.

Movement echoed from inside the apartment, so someone was clearly in there. Frowning at the door, I lifted my hand to knock for a third time when it swung open.

There, in the doorway, stood averydisheveled-looking Kennedy. The state of her hair gave me the impression it had been that way for a day or two. It framed her face in chaotic tangles. Dark bags lined her eyes, which were bloodshot, and a gray pallor had taken over her skin.

“Eli?” she mumbled. “Our date isn't until Friday.” Her voice was dry and cracked as she spoke.

I was immediately on edge. Something wasn't right. She looked like she hadn't slept in days and had been living in a war zone.

“Sweet pea, it is Friday,” I said cautiously.

Her eyes widened as my words sank in. “Shit!” If it wasn't so obvious that something was wrong, I probably would have had a good chuckle over her use of a swear word.

“Are you okay?” I asked, my eyes raking over her. She was wearing pajamas that were crumpled and well-worn.

“Char is sick. I think she picked something up at day care. She’s been running a fever, and she’s refusing to let me sleep… I am so sorry. I completely spaced what day it was.” Tears started gathering in the corners of her eyes as she spoke.

“Hey, it’s okay.” I took a step forward, reaching out and touching her forehead with the back of my hand. The skin was red hot to the touch. “You don't seem well, either.”

Kennedy shook her head. “I can't be sick. I've got to focus on Char,” she mumbled, but her eyes were hazy, and she didn’t seem fully present.

I knew from our previous dates that Kennedy didn't have any family, and her daughter's father was nowhere to be seen. She was completely on her own.

“I’m sorry, I’ll make this up to you,” she said, but as she spoke, her body listed to the side, like she was lightheaded. Instinctively, I reached out, steadying her.

“You don't need to make anything up to me,” I said firmly. “But you do need to get some sleep.”

Kennedy's brows creased as she looked directly at my chest. “But Lottie…”

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