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“Yes! Yes, yours.” She panted and thrashed her head. Her attempts to free her arms only spurred me to clutch her wrists more firmly.

Rocking her with long strokes, I got what I wanted. Aubrielle wailed with her second orgasm and my knot fully locked within her. It was her spasming pussy that brought me that last tiny bit as my world exploded.

I bellowed as I came, spurting jets of hot cum deep inside of her. One after the other, seemingly never-ending. Lost in the primal moment of Alpha and Omega joined.

Time blurred. I wasn’t aware of how long it took us to come down from that blissful high, but I moved us so that Icould pull the blankets over us and I spooned her with one arm wrapped protectively around her. Her body was warm and limp, and she swiftly fell into a deep sleep.

There was no way she could deny my claim on her now. Aubrielle was mine, and I wasn’t letting go.

If Lorenzo thought for a second he could take her away, the bastard had no idea the fury I would unleash upon him.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN – Aubrielle

Soft snoring woke me around the witching hour. I had a cat once who snored, and my half-awake brain gave me feelings of being snug and secure, like I’d been as a child. Life had been easier then. No worries except which cereal I was going to eat in the morning.

I snuggled deeper under the comforter, smiling to myself, until my foot brushed against the leg behind me. My eyes snapped open, and I held my breath as I took a moment to adjust to the dim moonlight streaming from between the curtains.

The wood posts loomed over me. I was in a big bed under a dark colored comforter. There was a dresser to my right with nothing on top of it. Who didn’t put things on their dresser? A flat screen TV was on the wall opposite the bed.

The snoring. My heart hammered too loudly in my chest.

Konstantin.

Oh crap. My heat had gotten so bad, I’d let him… I’d given myself to him.

There was a warm ache between my legs that wasn’t like the cramping of heat pains. A soft throbbing that told me I’d been thoroughly fucked and knotted.

I’d lost my virginity in a bed that looked like it belonged to a prince.

To Konstantin, my best friend’s brother.

To my boss.

What the heck was I thinking?

I hadn’t been thinking. That was the problem. I only wanted him inside of me. And oh, the things he said, the way he touched me. I wanted to swoon and run for the hills at the same time.

The scent of sex was still thick in the air. His masculine vanilla and my sweet floral mingled together to create something new, something intoxicating. It was sophisticated and almost creamy, and most certainly soothing. Throw in Quill’s mandarin laced scent and it would be like a creamsicle, one of my favorite smells in the world.

I swallowed an alarmed shout. Why was I thinking of adding Quill’s in too?

Time to get out of here. I inched toward the edge of the mattress and slithered out from under the blankets. Konstantin shifted and moaned in his sleep, but thankfully he didn’t wake. I twisted and held my breath, peering at him. All his hard edges had softened as he slept, and my fingers flexed, wanting to touch him. He was drop dead gorgeous. I’d lost my virginity to a god of Alphas… And I really needed to stop staring or I’d end up back in bed with him.

Steeling my will, I stayed low to the floor as I gathered my clothes and crept out of the room. Once in the hall, I ran to my suite and shut the door. I dumped my clothes into the laundry bin and rushed into the bathroom.

I switched on the shower to warm it up and glanced down at myself. Our mingled scents were still all over me, and I expected to see my lower half a mess. I blinked a few times with surprise at the fact I was clean. How did I…

Oh. The memory was a tiny butterfly on the edge of my mind. Half-awake at some point during the night, I’d cracked my eyes open to see Konstantin cleaning me with a warm cloth. He smiled, whispering he was taking care of everything, and told me to go back to sleep. The tenderness of his care made my heart swell.

Stepping under the spray, I stood and let it beat down on me. Konstantin surely had just been helping with my heatas he said he would. Leave it to me to read way too much into everything.

But he kept growling ‘mine.’ Like he wanted to claim me.

My loins trembled with want of it.

Then there was Quill. He’d made it clear exactly what he wanted. He saw no obstacles to us being together. He wanted me mind, body, and soul. Oh yes. I squeezed my thighs together.

I sucked back a groan as I realized I wanted both of them. What the heck had I gotten myself into? All my fantasies had always been about one Alpha. A handsome and kind Alpha who would dote on me as much as I did him. None of my fairy tales ever had two Alphas. Unless they were both vying for the Omega’s attention and one turned out to be the villain.

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