Page 77 of Damaged Princess

If he does it's news to me.

"No," Soren says, shaking his head. "I do have two barnacles I've picked up along the way. They have an affinity for my omega. I believe I will have to kill them before this is over."

"I know that feeling," I grumble.

Ana whimpers in her sleep. She cups my cock with her tongue and begins to suckle. It's ridiculously hard not to groan.

"Seeing this?" Soren gestures to me and Ana. "He would be dead if I were you."

"We're pack," Wolfe says, shrugging. "I know I was just inside her, and I will be again soon. It's not as hard as I imagined. Bonding helped curb some of those impulses to keep her to myself. Especially because I can feel how content she is right now." He growls. "Except the last minute or so. I think maybe she's having a nightmare?" His jaw gets tense.

"Hey, princess," I murmur, running my hand over the back of her head.

Anastasia stretches. Her eyes pop open. She gasps when she spots Soren a few feet away. My cock falls from her mouth.

"Pull your sheet up," Wolfe says softly. "You're about to flash us the nips."

Ana leans up. I finally tuck my cock away.

"Soren Nikolov." He nods, stepping closer and extending a hand.

"Um, I just had Vik's cock in my hand, so I'm not trying to be rude, but we should probably skip the handshake," Ana rambles, her eyes huge.

"Indeed." Soren chuckles.

"You killed my father?" she asks, tilting her head to study his face.

Soren's eyes meet mine. I give him a nod.

"Indeed," he saysagain.

"You're sure," Ana whispers. "There's no possible chance that he escaped?"

"I can give you my guarantee," Soren says, linking his hands in front of him. He pulls his shoulders back like he's preparing for her to freak out.

Ana crawls off the couch and rushes him. It's really more of a slow meandering rush since she's still in the sheet. "Ohmigod, thank you!" She squeezes him, and Soren blinks down in shock.

"You're welcome?" he replies. It very much sounds like a question.

"My associates should be here within a few minutes." Soren looks at me and nods to Ana. "She's quite potent even bonded. I think it would be best if you three retire to the nest. I can keep first watch."

Anastasia looks at me as Wolfe pulls her into his chest.

"Only if you're coming," she says, giving me a look that makes my cock jump.

"I'd say he'll be coming soon, indeed," Soren muses with humor lining his tone.

I close the laptop, grab my gun, and head for Ana. Her eyes get wide, but she doesn't say a word. I stretch out an arm for her and she comes to me easily without a lick of hesitation. It makes my chest puff up with pride.

"You two go," Wolfe says, scratching his tattoo-covered shoulder. "I'll show Soren the rooms upstairs and join you soon."

"Okay," Anastasia agrees. She pulls out of my arms to mark his cheek.

"You know that's not necessary. Don't you, dollface?" Wolfe grins, pulling her mouth to his. They share a dirty kiss and Wolfe pulls back, slapping her on the ass. "Not that I'm complaining."

"Sorry, he smells like my step-mom. I had to make my claim," Ana says, coming back to my side.

"You told her?" Soren asks.

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