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The look on her face isn’t unfamiliar.

I don’t feel overly boastful, admitting that both men and women frequently hit on me.

I long ago came to terms with the fact I’m physically attractive. However, I’ve never been anything outside of annoyed by their sultry glances.

The way the little omega licks her lips as she studies my chest and abs does not bother me in the least.

“No, I’m good,” she says in a breathy tone that makes my balls ache.

Her gaze slides down to my dick. I’m pretty sure I should feel slightly objectified, but my cock seems to grow and thicken under her perusal.

Jesus Christ.

This is going to be a long night.

“Climb in.” I gesture to the bed.

“Yes, sir.” She spins around, planting her hands on the mattress and crawling up in a way that has her entire ass showing.

My fascination is split half between the incredible show and the way yes, sir sounded slipping from her luscious lips.

I’ve spent a lot of time trying to determine what to do with her.

She saw me and my men at work…but even that’s an excuse.

I just decided, one way or another, I’m going to keep her.

I’ll text our tech specialist in the morning. He has experience with marriage certificates, and I’m going to need one falsified immediately.

Chapter Eighteen

Laken

My entire body sizzles with arousal as I have the most vivid sex dream of Ranger fucking me into his mattress. My nails dig into his neck as my entire body bounces with each thrust. I swear I can feel his length stretching me to capacity.

I’m close to the edge and intensely pissed that every time I think I’ll explode, the sensation lessens.

A moan slips out as consciousness begins to flood in.

“Oh, God,” I whisper, trying to process why that felt so real.

“I’m afraid not,” Ranger says.

My entire body stiffens, and my mouth falls open against the skin of his pec.

“Do you enjoy tormenting me?” he growls, tightening his hand on my bare ass. “You’ve woken me up for the second morning in a row, grinding on my cock.”

“I didn’t mean to take advantage of you in my sleep.” I push up to my knees and realize his boxer briefs are soaked with my slick.

The pupils of his light aqua-blue eyes are round saucers as he stares at me with undisguised hunger.

My hips give an involuntary roll, and my lower lips grind over his thick shaft. It would be so much better if the material of his underwear wasn’t blocking all the good stuff.

“Who were you dreaming about?” he asks, tilting his head.

“I’m embarrassed.” My cheeks burn like they’re actually about to catch fire.

His hand leaves my ass, bouncing against it with a painful slap.

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