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Coming to a stop, I drop my head on her back as we pant, catching our breaths.

“That was amazing, Mattie,” Cady sighs, closing her eyes.

“Come, my heart,” I pull her up so her back is flush to my chest, and move to sit back in the office chair, Cady in my lap.

Her head falls back, and her face nuzzles into my neck, her scent blooming even more. “Is my omega still needy?” I murmur into her hair, and she nods, biting her lip. “We can’t have that, can we?” I spread out her legs so they are hooked to the outside of mine, and bring a hand to stroke her clit. “Hmmm. We will need to recreate this position when our beta is available to lick your slick pussy.”

She moans at my words, and at my hand between her legs. My mouth moves down her neck, licking and sucking at her bonding mark from me. Her pussy flutters around my knot, making a growl rumble in my chest and a moan leaves her lips. It only takes ten seconds of my lips on her mark and my fingers on her clit to coax a second orgasm from her, making her ride the wave of pleasure once again. Pressing a kiss to her temple, a bit of alpha pride stirs within me, to know that my omega is happy and sated. She sighs as her body turns to mush under the influence of my purr and I wrap my arms around her waist, content to hold her until my knot goes down.

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“Good morning, Mattie,” my beautiful treasure whispers in my ear.

“Mmmm. Good morning,amore mio,” my eyes blink open to see that I’m laying on my side, and Cady is facing me, still in her shirt from last night. We’re also currently the only two in the nest. “Where iscucciolo?”

“He wanted to give us some time to sleep because of our…um…late night.” Her cheeks turn pink, and I can’t help but think how adorable she is.

“That was kind of him,” I murmur, cupping her cheek and pulling her to me to press a featherlight kiss across her lips.

“I may have put him up to it,” she admits, rubbing her nose against mine.

“Oh? Why is that?”

It’s then that I realize that she has her side of the bond shut down tight, andthatmakes me worried. Did something happen with Pack Sheffield? Has there been another incident?

“I’ve been trying to figure out the right time to tell you, but…I realized I have tomakethe right time.”

Sitting up, I look at her, her eyes sparkling and her cheeks still flushed. She sits up to face me and continues. “Mattie you…you are kind. And you are compassionate, and calm. You ground me in ways nobody else can. From the first moment I heard your slight Italian accent, I knew I would fall for you. And I know we’re already bonded, but I wanted to tell you…that I have. Fallen for you, that is.”

My mouth goes dry as I look at my omega with her sparkling eyes, dewy cheeks and pink lips. She’s looking at me like I hung the moon. “I…”

“I love you, Mattie.” She says finally, and then she opens the bond. I’m hit square in the chest with adoration, affection, respect, and…love. It’s there, shining the brightest of all of them.

“Oh, my darling, sweet, perfect omega,” I take her face in both my hands and press a desperate kiss to her lips. “Ti amo più dell'aria che respiro,” another kiss, “I love you more than the air that I breathe. You are my life, my love, my treasure.”

I sweep away the small tear that falls from her cheek as she smiles up at me. “Thank you, for giving me the honor of loving you.” I push to her every emotion that I’m feeling, and I see her face as she picks through them, her eyes lighting up when she realizes I mean every single word of what I’ve said.

Everyone else’s reactions to our moment are muted, but Archie’s joy comes through the bond just as her lips meet mine again in a slow, intimate, sensuous kiss, our tongues moving together in tandem.

Pulling away, she gives me a small smile. “You felt that, right? Do you think he’s listening at the door?”

It creaks open and he pokes his head in. “Guilty.” He gives us a sheepish smile, and Cady and I exchange an understanding look. “Come,cucciolo cattivo,”I say finally, waving my hand towards us, and Archie dives into the bed on the other side of Cady, snuggling close as she giggles.

“Naughty puppy,” she whispers to Archie and he playfully gasps at her. “What? I googled the translation.” She grins, and we all fall into easy laughter, Cady’s back pressed against me and Archie at her front, all of our legs tangled together.

I’ve never felt happier, than with my omega between my beta and me.

CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE

I shouldn’t be this nervous.

The guys love me. We’rebonded.

So why am I so apprehensive about showing them my article about the OMS?

The idea had come to me a few days ago as I finished up my original article. Very analytical, very fact-based. When I read it through, though, I realized that it’s essentially the story of how my pack came together. A love story.

With that, the realization that a love story isn’t told with bullet points and statistics. It’s told with emotion. Raw, unfiltered emotion. The tough and the nitty gritty. So, I saved my existing article and started from scratch.

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