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His answer came in the form of him erupting in my fist, cum shooting out of his pretty dick that I immediately wanted to put my mouth on. Except then my own orgasm freight-trained over me and I was done.

His ass milked me for long enough that I knew he was doing it on purpose to prolong my ecstasy. When I collapsed on top of him, he let out a faint “oomph” and then chuckled, the sound happy and sated in a way that made me smile against his neck.

I pulled out carefully, but both of us winced anyway. Then I rolled us over again, this time leaving him on top so we could snuggle, sweaty and sticky as we were.

The scent of sex was overwhelming in the best of ways, and I must’ve let out a contented sound, because Kye smiled at me.

“I like it when you sound happy,” he said, the smile gentling. “You’re a great Alpha and if I was to be someone’s mate, I’m glad I’m yours.”

I blinked a few times to keep tears at bay. Somehow I hadn’t thought it would mean so much to hear those words.

Three words bubbled up from somewhere deep within me. “You’re staying, right?”

Kye frowned. “What do you mean?” He pushed himself up to straddle my waist and kept frowning. “Why are you asking that?”

I squeezed my lips together, trying to come up with words to explain why I was asking something so stupid. So… necessary. I ended up shaking my head and looking at him, hoping my expression showed him something I couldn’t put into words.

Sighing, he leaned down to kiss my lips. “Baby, I’m not going anywhere. This is home now.Youare home now. My sister loves it here, too. There’s nowhere either of us is going to go, no power on earth to make us leave.”

I tried to say something, to ask if he was sure, if things might change in the future, but he put his hand over my mouth.

“No, Brodie. You don’t get to question this. I’m your mate. That is not only sacred to you.”

Yeah okay. This time I squeezed my eyes shut, but the tears escaped anyway.

The next day, we all had breakfast together. Rian nursed a tablespoon of coffee for the taste, and tried to find a donor for his nutritional needs for later.

“Lina is joining us around midday,” I told everyone. “We’re continuing the work we’ve been doing on the house. Is there anything anyone wants done after the most pressing stuff?”

Since nobody had anything to add, I raised a brow at Ben and Max. “So, have you two decided what you want to do job-wise?”

Ben straightened in his seat and cleared his throat. “My boss wants me back at the garage as soon as you don’t need me here.” He’d had a semi-steady job and had managed to work through his addiction.

“Uh, I lost my job right before we went to rehab,” Max whispered, looking ashamed.

Kye squeezed my wrist to signal he’d take it from here. Gods I loved my mate. I really needed to tell him.

“So how about this? Ben, you can go to work whenever you want, because we have enough hands here. If we need you, we’ll ask, but right now I think one of you guys is enough, right, Brodie?”

“Absolutely. Lina and I are going to take the more technical stuff that needs to be done asap, but there’s plenty of indoor jobs for you, Kye, and Rian if working doesn’t ruin his manicure.”

Rian lifted a hand, gave me the finger, and let his fingernail turn into a vampire claw; something sharp and lethal like his fangs that showed when he smiled widely.

Carys snickered. “I’ll keep doing the cleaning and cooking, although if someone else wants to take over the laundry….” It was her least favorite thing.

“I can do that,” Max said quickly, eager to please. “And I’ll help with any cleaning you need.”

“Okay, sounds good,” she replied in the easy manner I had started to recognize the Rossi siblings had in common.

“Can I start by fixing the porch steps on both sides of the house?” Rian raised a brow. “They creak.”

“Sure, you do you,” I replied and reached for more bacon before it was all gone.

“How much stuff is coming with the movers?” Kye asked then, and we started to make a list of what would go where while Ben called his boss.

“We can pile a lot of stuff in the back of the family room,” Rian said thoughtfully when we realized we didn’t have storage for everything yet.

“That’s true, and if you guys start on the first bedroom on the front side, we can use it as a storage room once it’s in good enough condition. The roof is solid there and the window can be taped where it’s cracked.” I finished my coffee right as Ben came back into the kitchen.

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