Page 81 of Unbreak Me

"Well, I don’t know why I’m even surprised," Day murmured as we finished reading. "Nico’s husband, Angelo, is Sebastian’s nephew. The Lowens stick together. Obviously, Nico can pull strings to get Red Line involved. And this will definitely boostEast Timesmagazine’s clicks." He sighed, though there was a touch of humor in it.

"Sure, it might help his magazine, but there’s nothing wrong with that," I said. "Honestly, this is amazing. Nico really did the right thing, even if he’s also keeping an eye on his clicks."

Day didn’t answer, looking pensive.

"As you remember, I thought about them at the beginning," I added. "But Red Line is a private foundation—they can’t take on every case of abuse. They focus on the worst of the worst, and at first, it was only about your case. But now? With the other omegas coming forward, this has grown and seems like a perfect fit for Red Line."

Day nodded. "It’s definitely turned into a media sensation. He’s a senate candidate—and there are 27 victims! Red Line doesn’t usually bother with small matters, but when they take on something this big, oh, it’s brutal."

I couldn’t help but grin. "Red Line is known for stripping offenders of everything they own. Ferguson won’t have a dime left, and he’s definitely heading for a life sentence. They’ve got the best lawyers—an army of them—and they put massive pressure on courts to hand down harsh verdicts."

Day scratched his chin thoughtfully. "Whatever’s left of Ferguson’s assets will be split among the omegas ascompensation. Honestly, I think Jared’s fear of ending up broke was totally justified."

A brief silence fell between us, and I knew I had to say something, albeit hesitantly.

"I admit, storming in here with a gun didn’t exactly win Jared any sympathy points from me. But I feel for him. He’s, in a way, another victim of Ferguson."

Day sighed. "Yeah, I know he’s suffered so much. And now, no one will sympathize with him or help him. He has no family, except for Alex, who’s a teacher and doesn’t have the means to support Jared and Tommy. People don’t know Ferguson beat him and treated him like a slave."

I let out a small sigh. "Day, don’t stress about it. I have faith in Storm. He may be able to work the True Mate miracle on Jared. I want to believe he’ll cut ties with the past and find happiness somewhere else."

Day nodded slowly, then fixed his eyes on the seedlings, probably noticing that I still had a few packages to prepare. He put down his phone and helped me pack them, but the blush on his cheeks was becoming more intense—a sign typical of an incoming wave.

Soon Day’s pelvis started to slowly tilt forward, his spine curving, the small of his back deepening. It was a very… enticing look.

"I know what you’re doing," I murmured. "You’re trying to help me finish faster because you already have a certain idea in your mind?"

He laughed, a little embarrassed. "Something like that," he said with a flirty grin.

"Well, the customers can wait if it comes to that…" I leaned in and kissed his neck.

"Just a minute longer," Day added, a happy smile spreading across his lips. "Two more packages, and then we can take care of it."

We did just that, finishing up all the deliveries, and I carried them out to the porch where the courier would pick them up. Then we headed upstairs to continue enjoying the heat.

During this wave and the next one that soon followed, not much changed—we still made love very slowly and gently. But I felt that something in Day was filling up. It just had to go this way, had to come to completion.

The first change came in the evening, when I received an order for a Kamchatka raspberry, which grew in one of the most remote parts of my plantation. I went to dig up a large seedling, as the customer had requested, and it took me a while to do so, along with packing it up. Finally, when I returned home, I immediately detected that the wave had already begun. I caught an intense, enticing scent in the air that stirred my alpha senses.

First, though, I stepped into the shower for a bit, and then I headed upstairs. What a surprise I got when I found Day in the middle of the nest—he was waiting for me in the so-called breeding position!

I was amazed, to be honest; I hadn't expected this from him. During our sex before, I had sensed in his mind that he had a trauma related to all positions from behind, and that they didn't feel safe to him. And yet, now he was presenting himself to me with his arched back and rounded ass up, looking seductively over his shoulder.

"Well, now… That's an interesting sight, I won't deny it gets my attention," I muttered, feeling something growing quickly in my pants.

Day remained silent, just waiting, his cheeks as red as poppies. The room was filled with the intense scent of ripe heat. I crawled onto the bed, my eyes focusing on his open entrance.

"Let's do the inspection first…" I muttered, fixing my eyes on the spot with wild intensity. Day got even more red, being under such scrutiny, but at the same time, I noticed his hole clenching spasmodically, opening like flower petals.

"It looks tasty," I murmured. Day's folds were wet with slick, and were dark pink, signaling a ripe phase of heat. I leaned in and started to thoroughly lick him. Day moaned and groaned sweetly, making all sorts of sexual AO mating sounds, very straightforward and demanding of our Joining, as I swirled my tongue around his entrance.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.

"Please…" he breathed out in a tone I'd never heard him use before—very erotic, and strangely submissive.

Hearing his plea, I felt a new surge of electrifying energy inside me, and I also knew that this time Day didn't want me to ask for his consent. I sensed in him a need to take it to the next level, a rising courage to move forward. So I grasped his hips and calmly, but firmly, slid my dick into his wet, hot entrance, feeling it swallow me down greedily.

He let out a long, drawn-out moan that further boiled my blood. I started thrusting, though still maintaining a moderate, calm pace, allowing him to get used to this position and find a safe, comfortable feeling.

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