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“Fucking finally.” Tanner chuckles. He wraps his arm around my middle, splaying his hand on my sternum and pulling me vertically on my knees. “Grind on my knot.” His hand tightens on my hip as the other moves to pinch my nipple. “Watching these bounce is so fucking hot.” He cups my tit before moving to the other.

“Make me come,” I beg, wiggling my hips and trying to make his knot swell like it did before. It hit some magical place as his crown brushed my G-spot, and apparently, I’m a selfish omega because I need that again. “Please, Tanner.”

“I’ve got you, dirty girl.” He laughs, scratching his teeth over my shoulder. “I really wanna hear you scream for me.”

He circles my clit, bucking up into me as much as the position allows. My legs shake as my shoulders curl toward the bed, but Tanner keeps me upright.

“Bite,” I groan, tossing my head to the side. “Please, Tanner?” My head is hazy with the wave of heat, but I do want him. If my bite could claim alphas for my pack, then I’d be biting him right about now. More begging spills from my lips as my core locks down on his swelling shaft.

“Your pheromones have me so fucking hazy,” Tanner growls, holding me tight to his chest. He fucks up into me as his cock jumps with each shot of his cum. “All I can think about is fucking my baby into you. Then every alpha who looks at you will know you’re mine.”

“Bite me, and they’ll really get the picture,” I sob, wiggling my hips. “Please? You feel so good. I’d make you mine if I could.”

Tanner growls, and the next thing I know, his teeth dig into my shoulder right on top. Anytime I wear a tank top or off-the-shoulder shirt, his claim will be visible.

My insides light up.

There’s a split second when my senses comprehend that I can deny the bond.

My soul or consciousness dismisses that possibility immediately.

The pain of his teeth digging deeper only seems to flood more euphoria through my system. A combination of both of our juices spills out around his knot, and my nose is obsessed with the way our scents mingle together.

A cheesy smile crosses my face. “Holy shit, you did it.”

“Mmm, I did,” Tanner agrees. “I figured if I wasn’t afraid to breed you, then I shouldn’t be afraid to bond you. Both are lifelong commitments.”

“And you told me not to act rashly,” Ranger scoffs.

I know he’s right in front of me, a few feet away on the bed, but my vision is hazy.

The warm, fuzzy feeling in my chest intensifies as Tanner licks over his bite.

“You’re all fucking mine, firecracker.”

“Yeah,” I agree a little breathlessly.

Holy shit.

Everything just changed.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Tanner

Shit got real. Fast. I still can’t seem to wipe the smile off my face this morning.

No matter how furious Ranger is—and he is fuming—it still can’t rain on my parade.

I think it took him until he woke up today to realize that he can’t shove me down in his basement…

Laken and I bonded, meaning any pain or discomfort I feel will filter through the bond and affect her.

Maverick and Gunner bounce their gazes between me and Ranger as he stomps around the kitchen, ranting about needing to find someone to shove in his torture dungeon.

“The housekeepers should be here in ten minutes,” he growls at Maverick and Gunner. He looks pointedly at me before continuing. “I couldn’t get Laken in for a doctor’s appointment today. Although, I did try. She is scheduled for later this week. For today, we will be going to Charlottesville to purchase necessities for her.” He looks back at Maverick and Gunner. “You’re coming. I want someone watching our backs.”

“The dogs will have to come too,” Maverick says, shrugging. “They’ll probably be happy to get out and go for a walk.”

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