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“Yes, please.”

I let go and my deer took over our shared consciousness. He was more than ready to preen in front of his alpha, showing off his fur and bushy tail.

“Look at you. Come over here and see your alpha, sweet one.”

We walked over to him and waited. He ran his fingertips through our thick but short fur and whispered all kinds of loving compliments.

“Time for my bear. Don’t be afraid. He’s big, but remember, we would never hurt you. Not in a million years.”

My deer stepped back so he could complete his transformation and boy, he wasn’t joking about the size part. Gideon’s bear was huge. Brown, almost-amber fur. A huge mouth and sharp teeth. Equally sharp claws. Hind legs as big as my whole body.

Run with me, omega. Let’s let these two fall in love.

Chapter Sixteen

Gideon

Our shifting together was the final piece of the puzzle. My bear was head over heels in love with the omega and his deer, romping along next to the graceful creature for a good hour before we returned to where we started and shifted back. This time, I didn’t hide my observation of Kelly’s naked form. He was nothing like a bear, lean, with long limbs and a trim waist, the human version of his elegant deer.

I reached out, running a finger down his chest to his groin. “Will you come home with me?”

“I can’t stay all night,” he replied.

“Understood. Would you rather we go to your house? Relieve the sitter then…see where the night takes us?” I wanted this male more than anything, and if he was willing to let me hold him in my arms, I didn’t care where it was. As long as he was comfortable.

“No,” he said slowly. “I think for this first time together we’d better go to yours. I might be loud.”

He looked so aggrieved, telling me he might rattle the chandeliers or something, that I was flattered but also did not want to waste a single moment of our time together. The sitter wouldn’t wait all night. Or they might, but if so, they would charge the moon. And Kelly wasn’t going to allow me to pay for it.

“Come on.” I bent to gather my clothes and put them on. “I have some snacks at home, and I’m always starving after a run.”

“That’s not the hunger I want to satisfy tonight,” he said, buttoning up his shirt. “That is, if you want…if you are ready to mate me?”

His scent bloomed, making the air around us smell like a peach orchard. I could barely draw enough breath to reply, but he was waiting and looking so vulnerable. “I’m more than ready.” Reaching out, I took his hand and drew him toward where the car was parked. “Let me show you how much I want you.”

The only reason I kept to the speed limit was because my bear did not want to take any chances with my mate’s safety, but it seemed to take forever to get to my home. I parked in the driveway and came around to open his door and help him out. He melted into my arms, face tilted up for a kiss, which I was more than happy to give him.

But I was also aware of our time limits and my intense desire, so as soon as we parted for breath, I guided him up to the porch and inside the house. From that moment, however, there was no more restraint on either of our parts. We undressed one another with speed and slightly sloppy efficiency on our way through the living room and up the stairs. Our clothes would have to be gathered in the morning because I was not going to take the time to do it now. His skin was coarse satin under my questing hands, his hips firm, his cock sparring with mine. My bedroom was, fortunately, the first door at the top of the stairs, and I guided him inside, kissing and caressing him the whole way to the bed. I pressed him down onto the mattress and followed, kneeling between his legs and looking up his body to take in his dreamy-eyed expression before closing my fist around his shaft to bring his cock to my lips. “You look so handsome, omega. I don’t know why Fate or the Goddess or both decided I deserve you, but I’m going to do everything in my power to make it so.”

He whimpered when I licked the crystal drop of precum from his head before closing my lips around it. “Alpha, so good.”He buried his fingers in my hair, clinging to the short strands. “Oh yes, you deserve me, but do I deserve you?”

My mouth was too full to say anything, but I redoubled my efforts to prove to him how high he stood in my esteem, head bobbing up and down, lips and tongue working the mushroom cap with its flare. Faster and faster, I sucked him in, until he was shaking and crying out my name then spurting his cum down my throat.

I rose to my feet, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. He watched me, raising his knees to his chest and exposing his needy hole to my cock. I reached between us, gliding a finger through his slick. So much slick. I fitted my cock to the ring of muscles and gave a push, watching his reactions as I pulled back and pushed in again. He was tight, but the copious slick made it possible for me to thrust past and inside him, pausing to allow him to adjust before driving onward, my eyes fluttering closed with the sheer pleasure of his sheath gloving me.

Kelly murmured words I could barely make out in my head fog, but they were sweet sounding and breathless, mirroring my own feelings. And then my balls tightened, too soon, but there was no holding back. I spurted into his hot, tight hole, my knot swelling almost instantly.

With my knees wobbling and my heart hammering, I eased down onto the bed, holding him tight. He let his head fall to the side, and I didn’t need another invitation to sink my teeth into his flesh and mark my omega as mine.

We held one another long after my knot subsided, but not nearly long enough because he had a babysitter waiting. We were in the car far too soon, but while I drove, he placed a hand on my arm. “Alpha, would you like to stay at my place?”

“Sleep over?” I flicked a glance at him. “On the couch?”

“Never again,” he said. “My mate sleeps in my bed.”

Chapter Seventeen

Kelly

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