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She releases her lip to smile. “And this isn’t just sex, it’s a claiming?”

“Fuck yes,” I murmur.

She strokes the marks on my neck. “And I get one of these?”

“If and when you want them, you can have four.”

She lets out a sigh. “I was so sure today was going to be awful.”

“So, you’re not mad at me?” I ask, holding my breath for the answer.

“I’m not mad. It’s kind of crazy. I’m halfway wondering if I’m asleep in my bed right now, dreaming this up. God, I’ll be angry if I wake up and this was a dream.”

“It’s not a dream,” I assure her. “I would have licked you the right way the first time if it was.”

“Well, that’s true,” she murmurs. “So, how does this claiming thing work, and how soon can we mark each other?”

Fucking hell.My new mate couldn’t be more perfect.

Chapter Forty-Seven

Lana

Did I suspect for one minute that when I woke up this morning, I’d be claiming a true mate today? Not for one tenth of one single second. If someone had told me it was on the cards, I would have laughed and told them they were crazy.

But here I am, in my office, being fucked raw by one of the four hottest guys I’ve ever seen in real life while learning that he’s not just randomly attracted to me.

Pete told me we’re fated, and suddenly the protective behavior and sexual tension make a whole lot more sense.

No wonder Shadow’s perfume got me so turned on.

These men are my mates.

All four of them.

Ezra, the caring doctor I’ve been crushing on for weeks, Owen the Alpha-hole with hidden depths, Shadow the excitable Omega with the spicy-sweet perfume, and Pete, the loyal protector I fell for within a day.

How the hell I got this lucky, I doubt I’ll ever know.

Pete fucks me slowly, his movements a bit limited by the slightly awkward position we’re in on the too-small couch. I’m not going to complain. It makes what we’re doing feel special.

I get to admire his muscular body while he rocks into me.

Every languorous movement builds on the friction that’s eventually going to make me come all over his thick cock. It feels so fucking good, I could lie here all day.

“Can you mark me while you claim me?” I ask.

He isn’t much taller than I am, so I’m guessing it’s an option.

“I can mark you while I’m inside you,” he confirms. “Is that what you want?”

“It is,” I decide.

I don’t need to think about it.

At any other time in my life, with anyone else, it wouldn’t have felt right.

With him, right now, it’s exactly what I want.

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