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I eye his rune pointedly. It’s healing already, the rune glowing though faint. Our energy continues to thrum, and there’s an open line between us.

Even though I can feel his gratitude for our link, his lips curl into a smirk. “Just wait. You haven’t even seen my cock in action yet.”

“Nobody cares about your dick.” Gunnar knocks Knox on the back of the head, then curls up on my side. His fingers find Randi’s hair. “I guessed the blue of her eyes right, but I didn’t expect the red hair.” With a yawn, he starts a soft purr and throws his leg over mine.

“Not to be a contradictory prick, but she’s not really red. Her coloring is magenta. It’s the mix of her red and blue energy strands,” Knox explains, leaning down to kiss the back of her palm before he lies at our feet.

He keeps room between us, his thoughts heavy in the bond, but his shadows can’t stay away. They twist and caress, creating a mesmerizing pattern as they swirl around her. Knox is nervous, like Gunnar, about how we all fit. But I feel it now, how all the pieces come together.

I answer his unasked question. “You belong here, as much as any of us.”

Gunnar’s sleepy voice adds, “We’re in this together.”

“We should embroider that on a pillow.”

“You little shit.” I toss a pillow at Knox, but a shadow band catches it before it lands.

He stuffs it under his head, throwing me a smug grin.

Randi nuzzles into my chest, and my eyes return to her. She looks right there, curled up between the three of us. Her perfume has dissipated, but this is only the beginning of her heat.Gunnar’s purr turns to snores, and Randi’s warm breath puffs on my chest, creating a comforting trance. I let go, knowing that we’re finally where we’re supposed to be.

Chapter 43

Knox

Iwatch the swirls of light dancing above my dragon. The horde’s aura shimmers with the spicy red streaks of her heat. I’ve been a creeper, watching them sleep like I did in my bedroom what feels like lifetimes ago. So much has already changed, but I’m a selfish prick, and I want a place in that pile too.

Randi wiggles atop Fennik’s chest, her slick thighs dripping. Both wolves are passed out, but it won’t be long before they register her rising need. My shadows ease from her torso and down her thigh, trying to get a taste of her honey. She looks at me over her shoulder, and those dazed blue eyes call out in longing.

Everything about this woman does it for me, from her beautiful soul and body to her fiery attitude.

“You found me in my dream. You brought my wolves through the barrier.” She says this as if she can’t believe it happened, as if she’s surprised to see me here in her nest.

“Always, baby.” The words hold my dark promise.

She’s taught me what I’m willing to do and how far I’ll go to keep her. Even death wasn’t a deterrent, and now that she’sgiving me a chance, I will stop at nothing to make sure she never regrets it.

“Mmm,” she purrs. It’s the sweetest little rattling sound.

“I’ve found my way back to you, and now I plan to keep you,” I promise.

“Good.” Her rising lust tastes bold, the flavor tart with a hint of sweetness. It mixes with her curiosity as her gaze lands on one of my shadows caressing her thigh. Combined with the sharp pop of pleasure in our bond, I can tell she wants to explore but is nervous.

“Do you want to play, little dragon?”

One of my shadows teases between her legs. It’s barely a touch, the silky band whispering along her slick outer lips. Her hips lift, chasing it. My lips tug up in satisfaction before I allow my shadows to wrap tightly around her thighs and hold her open. Her pussy is pink and glistening, swollen already from where she took her wolf’s knot earlier.

Watching her take all of him was as hot as I thought it would be. It’s hotter still to think I’m about to add to that mess, cover her in my scent.

“I didn’t hear your answer,” I say with my serpent’s rattle, remembering how wild the sound made her.

She doesn’t disappoint, shivering and scrambling from Fennik’s chest.Randi crawls to me, teeth on her bottom lip and her nipples hard. The sight makes the ridges on my lower shaft pulse. I finger a strand of her hair, tugging her closer.

“Knox,” she purrs, the omega soft in her voice.

I grip her chin. I know she’s not herself right now. This isn’t the time to talk with anything more than our bodies, but I need to say this first anyway. “I promise you’re safe with me, baby. Everything I do will be to bring you pleasure, but if you don’t want me to use my powers or my shadows, I won’t.”

Her gaze drops to my lips. “I trust you not to hurt me.”

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