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I latch onto Dex’s arm and look up and up. I bite my lip and pinch my legs together, frustrated, horny, and a little dazed. “What I want is your knot.”

Dex has done everything he can think of to give me pleasure—except that. The big alpha loves to make me come on his tongue, but he’s been holding out on me.

His throat bobs.

I rub my hand along the outline of his bulge, and his dick jumps.

“You don’t know what you’re asking for,” he says hoarsely. He thinks I’m afraid of taking him, that I can’t handle his alpha.

“Yes, I do. I want you to show me who I belong to.”

Dex curses, then I’m pressed against a bed of herbs, his hand cupping my pussy as he devours my mouth. “You better watch that pretty little mouth, or you’re gonna get the filthy things you’re begging me for, sweet girl.”

I wrap my legs around his back, arching into his kiss. It’s full of restrained power even now. I bite his lip, trying to goad him into giving me what I want. The deep rumble from his chest makes my nipples ache, my perfume a waterfall all around us.

A surge of heat zaps me, the little bolt like a shot of pure sex up my spine. I’m frozen, caught on the edge, panting.

“What do we have here?” Gage tsks. He directs another burst of his tingling magic right at my nipples.

It sends a shock wave straight to my clit, and I whimper.

Gage laughs. “Naughty, naughty, Nova. Look how you made Dex lose control.” His smirking face appears over Dex’s shoulder. “He’s an accomplice in the murder of my sage plants.”

Dex’s cheeks burn, the alpha receding from his eyes. He blinks owlishly, taking in the mess we’ve made.

I kiss Dex’s cheek before whispering in his ear, “Everything about it was hot, and I still want my reward. Later.”

Dex scoops me off the table, pulling me in for a squeeze and kissing my cheek before he mumbles an apology as he hurries past Gage, eyes downcast.

I turn on my menace of a mate. “You shouldn’t tease him. He’s sensitive.”

Gage rolls his eyes. “He’s the size of a bear with the personality to match.”

My body is keyed up, my core so slick these pants are ruined, and my temper is near the edge. I growl at him. “I’m serious. He’s shy.”

He gives me an amused smile that quirks into something mischievous. “I know. That makes it even better.”

I groan. “You’re hopeless.”

“Probably.” Gage shrugs. “Now go set those poor plants to rights.” He follows the command with a jolt of green that zaps my nipples. I shiver, and the alpha’s boisterous laugh booms. “This is going to be a fun afternoon.”

Turning to fix the rumpled bed of sage, I try to play it cool. Secretly, I want to whine about how the two alphas are leaving me wet and needy.

The worst part is how much I like it.

Chapter 28

Nova

After teasing me with his magic touches until I was practically cursing his name, Gage backs off. He’s switched to giving me tasks in the front part of the garden where he grows food. Every once in a while, he’ll give me a little love zap that brings my awareness and slick surging back, but I think he wants to keep me waiting for Dex without pushing me over.

Mission accomplished. I’m a lust bomb set to go off.

My body is taut, waiting for Gage’s magical caresses. They feel like a shock to my nipples and a buzz to my clit. I’m practically vibrating with anticipation.

The minutes tick by, and the jolt doesn’t come. Instead, the scent of lush earth, florals, and herbs surrounds me in a warm cocoon. It’s Gage’s scent, magnified by the blooming greenhouse. After a while, it dulls that burn in my core to a low, simmering ache, making my head a little floaty. I hum while I work, and Gage purrs, the sound soothing.

When I’ve gathered what’s there to harvest, I lean against one of the gardening tables and watch Gage. He looks more tense than usual. It’s especially noticeable because, for the last week, he’s been relaxed, slowly letting down his guard.

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