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It’s cooler than I am, because of course it is.Everythingis. Even Lucian is probably cooler, and he's the one currently haunting my every bodily function.

I know he’s there. Not because I can hear him, but becauseapparently, when your heat is bad enough, you canfeelan alpha lurking like it’s some sort of magical hormone-based Spider-Sense.

And of course he’s waiting. After all, nothing says emotional stability quite like whispering horny nonsense through a steel door in the middle of the night in someone else’s shirt while actively leaking slick.

My life is a disaster, but hey - at least I’m hydrated.

“You again?” I murmur.

I mean,really- who else would be lurking like a brooding gargoyle outside my door in the middle of the night?

Silence.

Then: “You’ll find that you're the one atmydoor, Omega.”

His voice is lower tonight. Rougher. Like he’s one unhinged breath away from saying'mating press' out loud.

“You left clothes,” I say, because apparently I’ve lost the ability to lead with anything except petty accusations.

“We all did.”

I exhale, slow and shaky. “You knew I’d wear it.”

“Did you?”

“I slept in it.” Pause. “And…”

Oh god. Do I admit it? Do I just say it?

He already knows, I'm sure. He’s probably out there with his arms crossed and his jaw clenched like the walking sex paradox that he is.

Fuck it.

“I touched myself in it, too.”

A sharp inhale. Barely audible, butoh,I felt it.

That sound just gave me a new religion.

“You wanted me to. Didn’t you, Alpha?”

There’s a pause. I wonder whether his soul just tried to leave his body the same way that mine did last night when he was the one taking charge of this...dialogue.

But then -

“Did you come?”

I hesitate, then shake my head - like he can see through steel.

“No,” I admit. “Not evenclose.”

“Because you need more.” His voice slips into that deadly velvet tone. “Because no matter how deep you push your fingers, they’ll never compare to an Alpha’s cock.”

I gasp.

Honestly, I should probably be insulted, or at least a little offended.

But… he’s notwrong.

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