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Annika bounces with each stroke as Grady slams into her from behind. He meets my gaze with a lazy smirk as he pulls her hips up a few inches and winks.

I sure hope he doesn’t think this is a bonding moment. It absolutely isn’t. Even if it’s kinda hot watching Annika choke on my cock while Grady fucks her.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Annika

Heats aren’t so bad with multiple alphas to help the waves, but the difficult part to fathom is that it hasn’t actually hit yet. The drive from the hotel to Cassian’s family estate in Kentucky takes all damn day.

A whole extra day of driving.

Luckily, it’s only nine-and-a-half hours, instead of the twenty it took to get to the hotel.

We arrive, and I’m pleased to see there’s a fence around it.

I snuggle into Ward’s chest as the headlights illuminate the driveway. All I want is a closed-in environment and not to have to leave as soon as we get settled. I’m not above claiming a walk-in closet at this point, or even a bedroom, as long as it’s on the small side.

“You smell stressed,” Ward murmurs as the other three talk from the first two rows of seats.

“I’ll be okay. I’m just exhausted.” I run my fingers over his chest. “But, hopefully, we can settle in for a while. My heat won’t hold off too much longer.” My head tilts, and I squint to try to see out the front window. It’s too dark to see more than a few feet in front of the SUV until the house comes into view. There are large overhead lights surrounding the porch and garage.

“All right, two of us do the sweep, and two stay with the vehicle,” Kane says, pulling up on a huge concrete circular driveway. I can see that it’s curved as he parks, but I can tell it’s paved from how much smoother the ride gets.

“I’ll go with Kane,” Ward offers, gently moving me to sit up.

My lips push together as I try not to pout. My brain fully comprehends that he’s not rejecting me by offering to help, but my impulses don’t think anything should drag my bonded alpha away from me this close to my heat.

Cas spins around in the middle row. “I’m available if you’d like to cuddle.”

My face breaks out into a smile. “Okay.”

Grady laughs from the front seat. “Princess snuggle time while I keep watch. That’s cute.”

Ward snorts, moving to climb between the seats.

Kane leaves the car running but slams it into park as he turns to face Grady. “If it gets hairy, you know what to do.”

I hate that, even now, it’s not a sure thing that we’re safe. I’m really unsettled, and I don’t have the first clue how to fix it.

Cassian is kinda being weird. He does snuggle with me in the back row until Kane and Ward get back and even helps me out of the SUV. Rather than helping me to the ground, he wraps me around his strong front.

“We still need to clear the interior of the house,” Kane growls as Grady appears over Cas’s right shoulder.

“I think we’re good.” Grady turns back to look at Kane. “If we’re not, then we’ll handle it, but man, you’ve got to relax, or you’re going to give yourself high blood pressure.”

Kane scoffs, jogging past us all to ensure he’s the first one at the door. He spins around, growling, “Key?”

“Just knock,” Cas says. “The Fifers should be here to let us in.”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Kane mutters, knocking obnoxiously loud.

“Did he think I magically had a key stowed away in my pocket?” Cas whispers, smirking at me.

“I don’t know,” I reply, a little transfixed by how handsome he is when he smiles.

We meet the Fifers. They’re a little old married couple, probably in their late fifties or early sixties. They don’t live on the property, but their house is down the road we drove past coming in.

Kane and Grady immediately begin to search the house, but Cas carries me toward a set of stairs. My head swivels as I take in the beautiful old home. It’s nothing like the houses in Vegas or where I grew up in Boston. It reminds me a little of the estates in Virginia when my parents and I visited my brother after he moved out.

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