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I smile at her. “I knew you’d like that.”

“He always knows what we need,” Shadow murmurs, hand reaching out to stroke Lana’s arm.

“I’m starting to see that,” she admits, clearly impressed.

“Try not to pass out,” I tell her. “You don’t want to miss anything.”

She laughs. “That happened one time.”

“Don’t underestimate the power of a knotted cock,” Shadow says.

“It is kind of special,” she admits, running a hand over her lower belly.

Oh, my fucking God.I felt that.

When I look down, I can see my knot inside her.

This never happens with my other mates.

I touch, and I can feel it.

“That’s new,” I murmur, fascinated by the way it looks.

Her touches feel incredible, better than mine.

It’s new and it’s different and all I want is to explore the sensation.

I put a hand over hers and push it down a little harder until she does it the same way.

I lose myself in the feeling, until I’m coming again, filling her pussy up with my come.

“Too good,” I groan, as I push my hair back out of my face.

I can feel my cock deflating and I don’t even care.

It felt too fucking good.

I move to her left and she turns to me, smiling. “Try not to pass out.”

I laugh lightly as I hug her close. “I’ll do my best.”

Famous last words. I’m drifting as I say them.

I close my eyes, enjoying the feeling over her body against mine.

Lana Cole is my mate now, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her in my life.

Chapter Sixty-Eight

Lana

Waking up buried in a pile of warm, muscular bodies is a surreal experience. At some point during the night, my head slipped down and nestled into Owen’s neck and shoulder, resting partly on the arm he’s got pushed under the pillow. His body is covering half of mine, his free arm draped around me.

Behind me, Ezra’s chest is against my back, close enough that he must be trapping Owen’s arm where it is. Ezra’s arm is around me, too, just below Owen’s, his hand resting under my stomach.

I might be kind of stuck where I am right now, but it feels good, and I have no desire to move.

At least until Ezra’s alarm clock starts to beep angrily by the side of the bed.

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