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I shout the first name that pops into my mind, "Grady!"

He moves us faster and harder just as a voice sounds from the door. "Yeah? Holy hell."

I whimper again, thinking about what he must be seeing from his angle.

"Mmm," Raine grunts. "Our girl wanted you to watch me fuck her."

"That so?" he asks lust riding his tone hard.

He comes into view, bringing another whimper out of me. One of his hands wraps up in my hair, gently tugging my head back as the other comes up to wrap around my neck beneath my chin. He leans down and kisses me hard enough to possibly leave bruises, and I love it. Leaving one hand on Raine's shoulders, my other sneaks under Grady's shirt and rests on the hard muscles of his abs.

Raine starts to swell inside of me, and I moan into Grady's mouth. He reaches down to pinch one of my nipples softly between his fingers and I fall right over the edge, crying out Raine's name. Grady lets go and walks away just as Raine's knot hits that spot inside of me and locks us together, sending us both on a crash course to hell.

I lay draped across him in his chair and revel in the feel of our bodies pressed together while he presses kisses to my forehead and top of my head. Once we've both caught our breath, he picks me up and walks us over to the bed, lying on his back with me still draped across him as he pulls the covers around us.

Sometime in the middle of the night, I wake, still laid across him with his soft manhood still slightly inside of me. He's grunting in his sleep while his head moves back and forth. It's easy to see that he's having a nightmare. Trying to give him the same peace he gave me, I kiss him slowly all over his chest until his breathing evens out and he wakes up.

"Did I wake you?" he asks.

"Yeah, but it's okay. We all need that somebody," I remind him.

He flips me over and we lay talking for hours in the dark as we explore every inch of each other. His long hair tickling places I would never think to be ticklish as we share our traumas. Both of us knowing it's easier in the dark than the light of day.

Chapter 13

EMERSON

"Dude, why are you so fidgety today?" Jameson asks from next to me in the back of Kinkaid's SUV.

I stop the bouncing of my leg. It only lasts for a few minutes before it picks back up again. He knows why I'm being such a spaz today. Even if he doesn't want to admit it, I know he's as nervous for tonight as I am. It's been a week since Kinkaid bonded Marnie. She's been spending every night with us. I think we're all in agreement on trying to get her to move in permanently. Hell, not like Kinkaid didn't pull the hardest card of them all, bonding her the way that he did. I actually felt sympathy as much as jealousy for him. One day, I know she'll be our bonded too. It's just hard as hell right now seeing her strutting around the house in the skimpy outfits that I had a hand in helping her pick out. I am my own torturer.

We're on our way to campus for her game, which is exciting, because she's a sexy savage at what she does. But it’s what we have planned for after that has me bouncing out of my skin. I don't think either me or my brother have ever had to work so hard for a woman. Better yet, we've neverwantedto work so hard for one. Everything came so easy for so long that I quit bothering. It took Jameson longer, but he got there.

We've got more money than we know what to do with. Our model gig money goes into the pack account, but we've both got family money put back in the bank that we never hope to touch. Somehow the women always knew this and either went after our fame or money. Marnie is different. She doesn't care about either of those things. She gives us hugs and kisses just because she thinks we might've had a bad day. My favorite is when we get them because she needs them. Makes me feel useful for her. Especially now that Kinkaid has bonded her. Though, Imust say that she doesn't treat any of us different than him.

He's talking to Raine up front about it as the thoughts pass through my mind.

"I don't regret it," Kinkaid admits. "I just think I'll always feel like I took the choice away from her. Especially since she just narrowly escaped hell to get here."

"I think she needed it," I pipe up, joining the conversation. The others stopping to listen. I don't normally interject, preferring to stay back in the shadows and listen unless I'm needed. I prefer books and quiet chess games over conversation and people. My twin was the one who always handled the PR side of our job.

"She wasn't ever going to believe that she was free until she could stop looking over her shoulder," I add.

"Is she free though?" Kinkaid asks, glancing at me in the mirror. "She just went from being owned by psychos to bonding with an entire pack."

"Woah," Grady states from the third-row seats. "We don't own her. She's her own person, and we don't stop her from going and doing what she wants."

"I know," Kinkaid says, "I just mean..."

"You just mean that you're still feeling guilty as hell and need to let that shit go," Raine barks at him. We have never once tested the alphas in our pack. I know without a doubt; I wouldn't be top alpha. I just don't have it in me to want it. I always thought it was Jameson, but it's the quiet ones that you supposedly have to watch out for. My money would be on Raine these days.

"If you don't, you're going to ruin your relationship with her," Raine warns.

"I know," Kinkaid says again, growing quiet.

I'm going to talk to her and see what I can do from where I sit. I hate seeing the turmoil in my pack brother like this.

"Also," Raine announces. "I could be wrong about this, because I don't know what they did to her where she was, but I think she might be going into heat and doesn't realize it."

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