Page 92 of Mercy & Her Devils

“Then we make sure that Omegas are heard.”

I let go of Gabriel’s chin, brushing my thumb across his lips because I knew that he’d listen.

I knew.

Relief rushes through me.

Gabriel drops his forehead to rest against mine. “You are still heard.”

A thrill rushes through me at the words from the Omega Society.

They’re taboo amongst Traditionalists.

My heart beats faster, as I repeat back the mantra like I’ve wanted to so many times but have never had the courage to before, “You are still heard.”

Gabriel’s look is serious but proud. “We’re doing it, Mer. Together in this fight, finally.”

The feel of him, pressed this close to me, with his breath mingling hot with mine, while he whispers my deepest desires, is almost too much to handle.

“Why did you abandon your pack and risk deserting? Why did you secretly join the side of Omega rights?” I ask.

Gabriel’s eyes fill with grief. “Because I couldn’t protect you, Mer. How could I fight for a country that’d allow you to be bonded to Fletcher? I thought that I could at least dedicate the rest of my life to every other Omega. Even if I died doing that.”

The words sound wrung from him, as painful as a long unhealed wound.

I can’t bear it any longer.

I nuzzle against his neck, wrapping my arms around him and pulling him toward the bed.

He allows me to drag him, as he would when he’d arrive, neglected and in unwashed clothes to stay with Thomas and me as a kid, to lie on the bed and just accept the kind touch that he never received in the rest of his life.

I shuffle us both into the center of the bed, until we’re lying next to each other on our sides.

To start with, Gabriel is stiff and uncertain, but I don’t give up.

I keep nuzzling, until he nuzzles back.

Finally, he relaxes.

He was always a neglected Alpha. I won’t ever allow him to feel that way now that we’re together.

“Fuck, Mer.” He licks and nibbles up my neck, and I shiver. “I’ve fucking missed you so much.”

“You and me both.”

Gabriel strokes his hand through my hair, and I begin to purr.

He hesitates for a moment, and I’m confused, before I feel his dick beginning to thicken in his pants against my hip.

I allow myself a smug smile.

An omega likes their purr to be admired.

And to be able to get an Alpha hard.

“The nights that I’ve lain here, imagining you in my arms.” Gabriel tightens his hand in my hair, and I love the tingling sensation. “I never believed that one day it’d come true.”

“So, you stopped believing in fairy tales…?” I tease.

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