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“The boys are safely off with their grandparents, who were thrilled to take them for a few days,” Saber said softly, the mattress denting as he sat at my side. “They’re so excited. They’ll be going to Wonderland, and after that, the beach. Their grandparents love to spoil them.”

“I’m glad they’re happy,” I said, straining to keep my voice even.

So many thoughts ran through my head. I wanted this time with Saber to be special, but I barely had control. I wanted to feel more than I had in the past, where my Burns had become shameful chores, just something to get out of my system.

I had only ever used chattel farms for my Burns. If I had sex between fevers, I used anonymous Omegas, the ones who were more wild or addicted to drugs. The sex meant nothing to me. The Omegas were non-entities.

I hadn’t realized, until Saber, how cut off I’d been from myself, my emotions, the world.

Now it felt as if too much mattered and one wrong step might spell disaster. I had everything now. And everything to lose.

I drank half the iced tea down, then leaned back, holding the glass against my thigh.

Saber reached out and ran his fingertips across my brow. “Do you trust me?” he asked.

Of course I did. I sent affirmation through our bond, then closed my eyes and nodded, letting myself feel nothing but his fingertips against my skin. His hand brushed against my thigh, got hold of the cool glass and took it away. I heard a tiny clink as he set it on the nightstand.

“Those jeans look incredible on you, but they’ve got to go,” Saber said.

His hands moved to my waistband.

I hadn’t been going to work—a nice reprieve—and had taken to wearing jeans and casual pullover shirts about the house. I was used to being in suits and ties all day long. Every day. I had worried I’d be out of my element, but being with Saber and the kids I actually felt less encumbered. Freer.

Our bond gave me a place to be, to rest. To hold onto something other than jaded boredom and the stress of living up to the Vandergale name. Everything in my life pre-Saber had been about appearance, reputation, pride, all fueled by resentment, shame and anger. Being an Alpha came with a lot of privilege but also a lot of bullshit baggage. Being a Vandergale Alpha was even worse.

Saber was speaking now, softly, his voice stroking itself about my flesh, my heart, my mind. “Two hearts. Two minds. Though we are different people, split by different needs, with separate memories, Alpha and Omega, we consent to share a single union and destiny.”

He was quoting the ancient marriage words. I knew them by heart. Every human being on the planet did even if they never married, or never had a ceremony.

He ran his hands under my shirt, gently pulling it up.

“Together we enter the Burn.”

I lifted my arms and he tossed the shirt away. His hands came down hot over my chest.

“My beautiful Alpha,” he whispered, trailing his fingertips over my ribs and the ripples of muscle below. “I love you more than life itself, for you are life and soul, a part of me now, never to be parted, I claim you.”

His hands went to my waistband, undoing it.

I was hot, my vision blurry, but the words came to me not because I’d memorized them, but because I felt them born from deep within. Ancient and abiding.

“My heart, my soul, I claim you. Saber.” I reached up to him. “I—I love you.”

A low, happy chuckle escaped him.

“We enter the Burn together,” he repeated. “I’m ready.”

“I am ready.”

He tugged at my jeans and my hips lifted to help as he teased them down my thighs, along with my underwear. My hard cock bobbed free and up, already wet at the tip, smacking gently against my belly.

Saber leaned down and ran his tongue all the way up the underside. The flames on my skin grew even hotter. I groaned, throwing my hand over my eyes, then peeking at him from underneath my forearm.

He grinned up at me. “I promise not to tease you too much, but damn, you are so delectable. Gorgeous.”

“You can tease me. I—I love it. Because it’s you and I trust you. I love it.” I decided I was babbling. I decided I didn’t care.

“Good, because I’m here for you. I want you every way I can have you.”