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His ring finger penetrates my ass instead, along with his pinky.

I bite my lip as my body starts to tense up for the second time.

Every part of me loves what he’s doing.

My slick makes it so easy for him to finger both holes while he licks my clit, and it gives me all kinds of ideas about what it’s going to be like to live with four Alpha males who look as good and feel as good as he does. I’m going to want to have them all, as often as I can, in as many ways as I can.

I unclasp my bra and stroke my fingers over my nipples as he starts to suck lightly on my clit.

“Oh my God,” I murmur, not believing the feeling can get any better.

Somehow, it does.

I moan softly when he slows down, but he only teases me for a few minutes with fast sucks and slow licks, before he starts rolling his tongue over my clit until I come for him all over again.

He comes up for air this time, and I gaze down at him.

“Get up here.”

He wipes his wet mouth and moves over me, understanding what I need immediately.

My cramps start up again, getting sharper and more frequent as we start to make out, our bodies pressed tight together on the bed. I get a dull, aching sensation added to the pain as my walls clench around nothing.

I’m getting needy for his knot, but I know he won’t be able to kiss me while he knots me, so I ignore the aches and pains as I enjoy the way my mate feels against me in my bed.

We’re close to claiming each other now.

I can handle being a little sore while I wait for him to give me what my body is craving.

He breaks the kiss to gaze down at me, and I can see his eyes are glowing lightly.

“How do you feel about mating marks?” he asks.

“I don’t know,” I admit, breathlessly. “I never thought I’d have one, but I want to be yours, Gus. Completely.”

“The mark is just symbolic,” he says softly. “And it doesn’t have to be on your throat.”

I guess I knew that, though I’ve never given it much thought.

It’s symbolic in the way a wedding ring is symbolic.

It shows I belong to him, and I like the thought of people knowing that.

Even so, I’m not completely convinced that a mark is right for me.

I can’t just tell him to do it.

I’ve lived as if I was a Beta for so damn long, and I thought it was what I wanted.

A big part of that was staying away from Alphas, and avoiding anything that might reveal my Omega status. If I take his mark, I’ll be closing the door on my old life completely and I don’t think I’m ready for that.

I know I want my mates, but I don’t think I want to give up on the idea of having some kind of career.

I can’t see how to reconcile that with becoming mated to Alphas.

I can’t ask him to mark me, and I don’t really know what to say about it.

I can tell my silence is making Gus a little worried.

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