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“Tanner?”

“Uh, yeah?” He clears his throat, sounding a little afraid.

“I’m going to need to borrow your knot for the next twenty to forty minutes.” I nod, swiping my frizzy hair back from my face. “I’ll give it back. I promise.”

“Shit.” He crawls out of the other bed and comes over to stand, staring down at me. “Okay, you smell ripe as fuck, but you also just went through something kinda traumatic.”

I grunt, grabbing a handful of his T-shirt and tugging. “It’ll be more traumatic if I have to suffer because you act like I’m a victim who doesn’t get to make my own choices.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” His head tilts toward me as he wiggles his eyebrows. “No one said anything like that. I’m just trying not to be an opportunistic dick.”

“You’re not,” I grunt, yanking harder.

It’s clear I’m not strong enough to move him on my own, but his muscular frame crawls over mine.

“Are you in heat?” His blue eyes rake over my face as he brings his fingers to my cheek. “Fucking hell, you’re hot. Like way too hot.”

“Thanks,” I groan, even though I know that’s not what he meant. I struggle, trying to pull my legs out from under his. “I don’t know. I don’t think it’s full-blown yet, but the first time I went into heat, they sedated me. After that, I went on suppressants.” I finally manage to pull my left leg from being trapped between his. I circle his ass and work on freeing the other one.

“They sedated you? That sounds trauma-inducing.”

“Tanner?”

“Yeah?

“You’re not helping.”

“Right,” he says distractedly. “So, what am I supposed to do?”

I quirk an eyebrow as I maneuver my other leg around his backside. “I’m sure you, of all people, don’t need a lesson about how alphas and omegas fit together.”

“That was hurtful.” His thumb spans across my jaw as he tilts my head to the side. “Maybe I wanted to get to know you before shoving my cock inside you. Did you ever consider that?” His warm breath fans over my neck, and my entire body trembles. “I’m also not enough of an altruistic dick to make you suffer through a wave of heat. I just need you to tell me what to do.” The way his huge hand cradles my face, combined with the weight of his chest pressing against mine, makes me feel safe.

“I need your pheromones and to come. Maybe your cum, if that doesn’t help.” Using my feet on his ass as leverage, I push my pussy up and grind against the front of his sweats. My eyes widen as the weight of his shaft bumps around my lower lips. I can’t hold back the whine that bounces around the room.

“Okay, so we have parameters,” he growls, flicking his tongue down my neck. “If you don’t like something, or you change your mind, all you’ve got to do is tell me.” He keeps most of his weight off me, using his forearm that’s wrapped around my head. He flattens that hand over the top of my skull, and it instantly gives me the confined, safe feeling omegas crave. “God, Laken. You’re so fucking pretty.”

“Thank you, but if you don’t do something, I am going to have to toss you down and?—”

His lips tease over mine, shutting me up real quick. It’s not just that, but the way he rolls his pelvis, bumping his tip against my slick core.

My nipples throb as heat pulses through my system, sending me arching toward him. He licks the seam of my lips, and I gasp from a combination of all the sensations.

Tanner kisses playfully, with a teasing energy that only makes me desperate for more of him. The bumps of his crown against my clit aren’t enough, even if he is an excellent kisser. One of my hands leaves his shoulders to slide between us. My eyes widen as my palm circles his shaft over the material of his sweats.

“You’re a naughty little thing. That’s what you are. It makes my cock rock hard.” He chuckles, pulling his hand off my cheek to knock my hand away. “But I’m in control right now. Not you.”

He twists my arm above my head and holds himself up on his knees while he grabs the other, bringing it up too.

I frantically try to tug him back down with my feet on his rear end, but he’s too strong.

Once he has my wrists crossed, he smirks, and even the look makes my pussy clench around nothing.

“If you leave them there, I’ll get back to what I was doing.” He chuckles. “Damn, it really shouldn’t make my dick this hard when you glare, but…” He shrugs. “You’re cute.”

My eyes narrow as I lament not being strong enough to toss him to the bed and impale myself on his cock.

He tugs his shirt off with a hand at the back, and my eyes hungrily take in his multitude of muscles and bright tattoos. He’s covered in ink, outside of just what I could see around the neckline and on his arms.

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