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She dragged in a harsh breath, her chest lifting and falling with each pant. When she nodded, I withdrew my touch, teasing her.

“Rai,” she let out a sexy sound with my name that shot straight to my cock.

“Words,” I uttered, almost a plea in itself.

“Yes, show them how you pleasure me.”

She looked at her other men, and even though I should be jealous, I wasn’t, because she was writhing beneath me right now, from my touch alone. Someday, I’ll venture further with them. I could already feel the curiosity building, something driving my dragon to want more.

“Keep your eyes on our girl,” I ordered them gruffly, all of my desire to claim her driving me hard. Of having them see it while I did.

Then I sucked her bundle of nerves into my mouth, gliding my teeth over the nub, while swirling my tongue to ease the bite. The flavor of us mixed together had me groaning and dipping my fingers into her to draw out more. I tongued her, driving as deep as I could go while working her clit with my thumb. I was a man lost to my base desires. Nothing mattered but the taste of her and the soft cries she was making. Or the way she tensed in anticipation of her next climax. A whimper worked its way from her throat, letting me know she was headed for another orgasm soon.

As she approached the precipice, I quickly covered her body with mine. Lining up and slamming into her all the way to my balls. She arched like a bow and cried out loudly, her skin flushing with her orgasm. I continued my relentless pace, driven by the way she clenched around me, almost holding me in place. Her greedy pussy not willing to let me go. Which was fucking great because I wasn’t going anywhere.

My release washed over me, attempting to drown me in never-ending pleasure as I spilled my essence inside of her. Our bodies slick with sweat, she held me to her, both of our breaths harsh in the silence of the other side.

Bellamy started to slow clap as we came back into ourselves. “Impressive. Really. You were almost as good as me. I can give you tips.”

Sammy giggled, and I growled, pinning him with a narrowed look as I rolled off of her and pulled her into my arms.

“Who said I was finished?” I asked.

CHAPTER 19

Samantha

The bright light of the high windows slanted over my face, waking me. I blinked up at the familiar ceiling, reliving the previous night, my body sore in all the right places and my heart full.

We were a mess of arms and legs, all of us fitting on Lex’s large bed. Raiden snored softly next to me, his head buried in my neck. Bellamy’s tail curled around my calf, and his leg was thrown over mine. While Alastor and Lex were wrapped together in sleep.

This was everything I never knew I wanted. We were whole. Together. My eyes misted with unshed tears of happiness. Now we just needed to deal with the Leyak and an Egyptian God before we could ride off into the sunset.

Easy.

I hoped.

My palm rested on my stomach, and I imagined I could feel the life inside of me. I needed to get a test to make sure. Not the magical one that I didn’t intend to take. With that thought in mind, I managed to slip from the bed without waking them. A feat in itself.

I took a quick shower and got dressed before writing a note letting them know I was running to the store. Something so mundane it didn’t even feel like it fit in what my life was.

The elevator doors cut off my view of my guys, and the hum of the working mechanics kept me company until I reached the club level. The dance floor was empty and clean, but my body still tingled with thoughts of last night as I moved to the exit.

The drug store was empty at this time of morning, thankfully a twenty-four hour one since it was barely seven in the morning. I plucked the pregnancy test off the shelf and returned to the cashier. She eyed me dismissively, clearly sick of being at work, and rang me up without a word. She barely grunted out the price, and I pulled a twenty out of my pocket, tossing it on the counter between us. I should have grabbed my debit card when I stopped at home, but the thought hadn’t even been within reach at the time.

I muttered a thanks and snagged my change and bag from the woman. Then I headed back to the club. When the doors opened for the apartment, I found Bellamy at the small round table, a bowl of cereal in front of him.

He grinned as his eyes dropped to the bag in my hand, as if he could see what was inside. “You don’t need that.”

I gripped it tighter as if he was going to take it from me. “No, but I want it.”

He shrugged. “Well, now's the best time, they are still all out.”

My gaze traveled over their still sleeping forms, and I released the breath I had been holding. With a nod, I closed myself into the bathroom. There really should be a better way of figuring this out than peeing on a stick. At least I didn’t have to try to pee in a cup, because that was a bitch.

I propped the stick on the box and looked down at the result window. Within seconds, 'pregnant’ appeared in bold blue writing. A gasp puffed out of me, and I slapped my hand over my mouth. My blood roared in my ears, I couldn’t pretend like I was wrong anymore. It wasn’t in my head. It was one hundred percent real.

Resting my palm over my stomach, I tried to get my breathing under control. Right. So, save the world, then raise a baby. In that order. Fuck.

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