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Groaning, I yanked her off the bed and into my arms, burying my face in her neck as I sank onto the mattress’s edge. We both breathed heavy, our hearts thudding in time with each other.
I wasn’t sure exactly what the word love meant, but Ashley owned half of me. Lifting my head, I took in our sleeping beta who had rights to the rest.
Submit.
Turning away from Vanni and my inner beast, I closed my eyes and basked in what fate had destined me and how easily Ashley and I had come together.
Chapter 20
Ashley
“You’re happy.” Dolyn kissed my hair and squeezed me tighter.
“Very.” I leaned back and looked him full in the face, needing to see the same joy radiating through what seemed like a tether between us. “So are you.”
“I am.”
The unspoken but lingered between us, something I swore we felt at the same time as we continued to stare at each other. I was bare from the waist down. He still had on all his clothing, but his pants were down around his knees.
And my bare ass sat on his warm, solid thighs, his soft cock nestled against my leg.
My inner friend’s purr filled my chest, but I heard another. From Dolyn? His lightheartedness matched mine in a sense of contentment I wanted to bask in like the summer sun.
“Are we… It’s like my mind is connected to yours,” I said, not as bothered as I should have been by the supernatural I’d found myself a part of.
“Our inner beasts can sense one another.” Dolyn brushed hair off my forehead before pressing his warm lips against my skin. “Coming together must have caused the beginnings of a bond.”
Awareness of his emotions lay in the back of my mind, as though swallowing his seed had somehow attached us together. I imagined the biting and claiming from the book I’d read over the weekend, and my body ached to be filled.
“How intense will it grow once we complete whatever the ritual is?” I asked, my voice unsteady with renewed arousal.
“Enough we won’t need to speak.”
“Damn.” I exhaled heavily. “There won’t be room for misunderstanding. No lying.”
“That is correct.”
I smiled. “I think I like that.”
Vanni shifted, emitting a heavy breath, and although I longed to look at him, to touch the bent leg near my hip, I couldn’t tear my gaze off Dolyn.
I opened my mouth to ask how we would bond, but desire radiated off him with an intensity that…hurt my heart. Like Elijah had said, I had a feeling Dolyn fought what he wanted, what part of him longed for.
His yearning to submit to Vanni made my backside tingle in memory of my master’s hand, however, a sense of distrust slithered into my mind. Was that the part of Dolyn Elijah had told me about? It almost felt like…he warred with his deeper desires.
Alpha.
Beta.
My friend whispered in my head, and I found myself wondering over Dolyn’s claim about his station among us that night in Vanni’s office. I doubted Vanni would submit. That hazy connection to Dolyn assured me one half of him had zero intentions of giving up complete control.
But Dolyn and Vanni’s relationship would have to be worked out between the two of them.
I decided not to question or probe too deeply into his unrest like I wanted to. All would be made known the day we properly bonded. “Kiss me,” I demanded instead.
He obliged, and I found myself falling all over again, his gentleness—and my body’s response to it—making me realize Dolyn had definitely helped bring more healing to my life. Tears slid down my cheeks, and expecting he might feel a little of what I did, I waited for him to pull away.
Instead, he worshiped me with his mouth, tasting my dampened skin with open-mouthed kisses down my throat, sitting me up straight so he could finish undressing me. He stared at my small breasts once they were bared to him, his thumbs feathering over my nipples.
