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“Make yourself come first,” I whisper in the shell of her ear. “Rub your clit while I fuck you like a good little omega.”

I swear I hear a deep groan from somewhere in the apartment, but I’m not sure. If I was them, I’d have Morris on his knees sucking my cock while I watched.

Adira moves her right hand to rub her clit, a very different situation than when she masturbated in my car.

“I’m so sensitive,” she whines, her head twisting to kiss me over her shoulder.

“I know, but I want to feel you strangle my cock when you come, baby,” I rasp. “Will you give me that? Please?”

I rarely ask for things and Adira hesitates but a moment before she’s playing with her clit again.

“That’s my girl,” I whisper. My thrusts and her slick make my knot start to push through and I gasp as it looks as if I’m not going to have a choice in giving her my knot.

“Don’t stop!” she screams, and I grunt as I begin to fuck my knot into her.

“Never,” I growl, my vision beginning to blacken as she moans. Her walls are clamping and fluttering around me, her legs shaking. “God, you’re so impatient, baby. I fucking love how much you want my knot. You’re going to get it and so much more. Come for me.”

Moaning, she lets go and my knot pushes the rest of the way into her. My cock jerks before I drop my head back and roar as I follow after her, ropes of cum filling up her tight cunt. Carefully putting her leg down, I hold her tightly to my body, whispering in her ear.

“Thanks for the show,” Kane says breathlessly. Turning, I see Morris’ mouth lifting off my brother’s cock, his mouth full of his cum. Damon grins, his cheeks red as he pulls his hand away from his own cock, now drenched in his own release.

“Oh my God,” Adira says, giggling as she sees them as well.

Grinning, I kiss her as I shake my head. I guess this is what life is going to be like now.

CHAPTER 42

2 Weeks Later

MORRIS

It feels like a ticking time bomb as we wait for D-day, the day we finally kill Rock and his pack. I have no doubt more people will need to die as well, as people who are loyal to us are ready in Missouri to move together to kill anyone who stands in opposition of Pack Dresmond taking over.

All of our work is finally coming together, and while Kane shot a few people at point blank at meetings in Missouri, it was more for attention and grandstanding than anything else.

The major leaders who are pretending to stand with Jed have been recorded in their home as saying Rock is a better option and they hope he gets his house in order. I’ve hacked into everyone's systems to be able to monitor them, getting some help from the families here in Minnesota as needed.

It’s not been easy, but so far Rock has no idea of our plans yet. I can only hope that continues to hold true. He’s been insteady communication with Jed about preparations, though it seems most of them lie on his end.

Rock is being cagey, insisting that Jed doesn’t need to worry about what happens to Adira after they “play” with her a bit.

My stomach has been a mess since the most recent call, where I listened to him say that.

We’re all on edge, determined to live a little before April sixth. That’s why we’re picking Damon and Adira up from the school library. They’ve been working on papers in an effort to finish things early. Even university students have deadlines that won’t wait, no matter how much other shit is looming over their heads.

Jed, Kane, or I take Damon and Adira to school now, refusing to let them go alone. We all feel that safety in numbers is important. I have this crawling anxiety that everything is going to go to shit soon.

“You’re holding onto the steering wheel so tightly, you may break it,” Jed murmurs, squeezing my bicep. “We’re taking Adira out to have a relaxing night. Keep breathing, baby.”

Nodding, I pull into the school with a deep breath, my eyes bouncing around my surroundings as I watch people walk around the campus. There’s such a diversity of people. Some obviously play sports, while others are very studious as they move with intention to their next destination.

Adira put in her major as modern journalism and digital media with a minor in business. It’ll get her a foot in the door to creating more content for her podcast, while she works on her degree. Damon is showing an interest in science, and when I asked him why, he answered that he wants to create drugs that will help people based on our body chemistry.

Meaning, the idea that there are different drugs that will work better based on designation. Jed shrugged and said a legitimate pharmaceutical company would fit our image justfine. I honestly think whatever Damon wanted to do, Jed would make work.

“Here they are,” I breathe as Damon and Adira come into sight. My eyes widen as he has to pull her closer to him when someone almost hits her with his arm, because he wasn’t watching where he was going.

“Fuck no,” Kane mutters, jumping out of the vehicle.

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