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“Do you need a road map?”

Mael’s dark chuckle gives no warning when he suddenly starts pushing his cock into me. It feels like it’s splitting me open. I mewl, but he pulls out a little and thrusts back deeper. Still, I know he’s not close.

He keeps going, sawing in and out of me, his fingers biting into my hips until I can feel his knot against my pussy.

My eyes widen, but I want this. It’s part of being an omega. I need to have it. I drop down to my elbows and groan as his cock presses against a whole new spot.

Bailey lets out a strangled scream, and I twist my head and see him convulsing on Edric.

Mael drags his cock back. I let out a moan, trying not to whimper. He pushes forward, and I have one clear thought: this is it. My first knot, and then he forces that monster into me.

I scream.

I didn’t know. I had no idea.

I’m shattered, obliterated, and built again. I see black, white, and red, I pant, I scream, I choke and strain, gritting my teeth, my muscles locked and rigid as I milk his cock and knot. Convulsing with no control over my body.

It. Goes. On. Forever.

I was made for this.

I was wrong; he isn’t too big; he fits perfectly.

Mael tries to hold on. Thrusting in and out while I strangle his cock with my pussy.

“Please, Alpha, please, help me. Help-”

He loses his mind, flattening me to the carpet and rutting into me, his teeth piercing my neck, panting, sucking, and fucking as he sprays my insides with cum.

I lose my voice and claw at the carpet, moaning, but with every movement, I set him off, and with every movement from him, I’m set off.

We keep going in a never-ending loop of feeling, of pleasure, until it eases up, leaving me lying on the floor twitching helplessly. Mael carefully pulls free of my body and scoops me into his arms.

Cum and slick runs out between my legs, and Mael cups my pussy, holding it there before he thrusts his fingers into me.

“So fucking wet, hot. I want you again.”

I shiver and pat his chest. “I’m going to need a recovery hour or two. Wow.”

“No joke,” Bailey whispers from the floor, where he’s thrown an arm over his face. “We have to do that again, but in a minute.”

Mael laughs and reluctantly removes his hand and fingers

My heart clenches and soars.

“Thank you for coming home.”

They’re silent for a long moment. “Thank you for waiting.”

Chapter twenty-nine

Kingston

I find the remainsof Edric’s old house a few blocks over. He hasn’t come with, but then, his home life held nothing that made him want to ever return to it. It’s the backyard that is my goal. I grip Bailey’s hand tighter and drag him through the rubble.

Out the back is a single solitary tree. It’s large, and the trunk is thick. I let go of Bailey and climb up until I’m hidden in the foliage.

“Why are you in a tree?” Bailey asks in exasperation.

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