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With a kiss to my spine, Nils helps me reposition so we’re laying on our sides. Neither of us will be leaving our girl until my knot goes down. Meggie’s featherlight kisses stop and she releases a sigh as she settles, no longer begging for more.

Finally, finally, she rests.

For now.

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Meggie

Wherever I am, it’s dark and warm and smells divine. I’m using someone’s chest as a pillow. Two bodies lay on either side of me. Soft breaths fan across my cheek. McQuinn is between my legs with his head on my belly and my hand laced in his thick hair.

Still sleepy, I twirl his red locks through my fingers. I can feel his heart beating against my core, and it spikes my desire, but I don’t feel dazed by it. I feel alert. Tired, but happy in a way I’ve never felt before.

McQuinn lifts his head and our eyes meet. He crawls up my body, until we’re face to face, supporting his weight on his hands. “Feeling better, bunny?”

“Bunny?” I giggle, the sound soft and girlish in a way that feels a little foreign to me.

He grins. “Cause we just fucked like rabbits and you’re the best good luck charm I could ever ask for.”

His kiss is playful and sweet, so meaningful it makes a fluttery feeling explode in my chest.

Next to me, Nils rolls over. “She need more?” he asks, eyes still closed and voice hoarse.

“From you guys? Always.” I smile, but my stomach rumbles. “I think I might be more hungry than horny right now, though.”

Nils props himself up and studies me like the doctor he wants to be. He brings the back of his wrist to my forehead. “Your fever broke.”

When he pulls his hand away, I grab it, rubbing the pad of my thumb over the bite mark on his wrist. “Did you…?”

McQuinn shifts his weight so he can proudly lift his arm to show me his bite, too. “Yep. Locked this guy down.”

An image of the two of them breaks through the fog in my brain. I blush, feeling new slick coat my thighs. McQuinn groans and rubs his cock against me. “You sure her fever broke?”

Nils brushes my damp hair out of my face and appraises me. “Yeah, she’s good. That’s just normal arousal now.”

McQuinn slides himself back and forth between my legs a few times, just enough for me to start to moan before he pulls back sharply. “We should get you something to eat.”

Whoever I’ve had my head on moves. Harrison’s scent breaks through the overwhelming reek of my apple pie essence. He hunches and kisses the top of my head, then rolls, grabbing for something.

“Fuck!” He shoots straight up, looking at his phone. “We got to go.”

“W-what’s goin’ on?” Ellis slurs groggily from my left.

“If she needs more, put her on my cock and she can ride me while I get another thirty of sleep,” Oz says. He’s got his arm thrown over his eyes and his body sprawled at the foot of the bed.

These sweet men, what did I do to them? Thoughts of pleasure and sweaty limbs swirl in my brain. I clearly wrung them out if Oz can’t even fully wake up for sex. The thought pulls a smile onto my lips.

“She’s okay?” Harrison asks Nils as he tries to extricate himself from the pile of bodies on the bed.

“Fever’s gone.”

As if he doesn’t believe it, Harrison leans over me, taking my face in his hands. “How are you, love?”

I stretch, assessing my sore muscles. “Achy. Hungry. Still kinda horny. But yeah, I’m okay. I think it’s over.”

Nils tilts his head like he’s trying to remember something, then shrugs. “I’ve never heard of a heat ending so quickly. Maybe it was just another heat spike?”

“And if it was?” Harrison asks.

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