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I was on the verge of another orgasm, and if that happened there was no way I could keep quiet. This was a big one, driven by Gabriel’s cock hitting me deep, hard, and with the exact same rhythm until my body saidfuck yes.

“I wondered if you could send me the projection for this year’s earnings compared to the last few seasons. There are some expenses that concern me and I want to be prepared for the meeting this week.”

“Of course,” Gabriel said, calm and easy. “I’m about to step into a meeting, but I’ll send them as soon as I’m finished.”

“Oh, my apologies. And thank you. I’ll see you at the meeting.”

“You will.”

One stab of Gabe’s finger ended the call before he pinned me down, driving into me, rutting so deeply I came, gushing over his cock and yelling into his hand. “Fuck,” his voice echoed off the windows.

He came a second later, pulling back just far enough to keep his knot out of me. Which I understood. Fucking in here was one thing. Being knotted was another. Still, his orgasm felt endless, cum overflowing.

His forehead rested against the back of my neck. “Good job, little one. You were so quiet they didn’t know I was filling this pretty cunt up with my cock. Did you like knowing they could catch you?”

“Yes.” I loved it.

Easing back, he released me, his cum spilling out of me. “You made quite a mess of my cock.”

“Did I?” Pushing up, I turned to face him.

“Make sure you clean up your mess.”

How in the goddamn world did a few simple words turn me into a flushed, panting mess? I didn’t know. But they did. I sank to my knees and opened my mouth, savoring the flavor of Gabriel’s vanilla on my tongue. The tobacco lurked beneath, rich and sweet, mixed with my own blueberries. Even not fully hard, he filled my mouth, nearly pressing his knot in. I could tell he wanted to.

When he was clean, I pulled away and licked my lips.

Gabe cupped my face, tilting my chin up. “God, I love you.”

“I love you,” I told him. There was no doubt. Both of us felt perfect and settled. Harmonized.

He chuckled. “I should have asked if you had any extra clothes before I ripped yours.”

“I do.” My bag was on the floor where I left it. Good thing I had some shorts. They covered the ripped and stained tights and leotard and would last until I got home.

“I wish I could leave right now,” Gabriel said. “I didn’t lie. I am supposed to have a meeting in a few minutes.”

“With who?”

A knock on the door.

Gabe nodded. I flipped the lock and opened the door, coming face to face with Ian. His gaze flew off me and over to Gabriel before heinhaled.

The office smelled like the two of us and sex. We were both perfectly dressed, but there was no way he didn’t know. Something in me wanted to smile, but I held it back.

“Am I interrupting?” He finally asked, disdain in his eyes.

“Not at all. Come in, Ian.” He gestured to the remaining chair across from him. Then my Alpha looked at me and winked. “I’ll see you at home, little one.”

I went to find Jace, feeling like I walked on clouds.

CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT

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SLOANE

Iwas the coziest Omega in existence.

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