“So beautiful,” I crooned.
She didn’t reply, but bliss painted her face as she rode the wave of pleasure, hips twitching against my hand. I didn’t mind her using me any way she pleased; all I cared about was that I could give her what she needed.
I pulled my hand away, only to replace it with my cock. She whimpered as I filled her in a slow thrust that lit up all my nerves. Slow and easy wasn’t usually my go-to, but the drag of her warm cunt around my cock was too good not to savor.
Clover held on to me tightly, even as she melted into her nest. I was as gentle as I could manage while on my quest to claim her, sinking deep before sliding back in this wonderfully agonizing dance of push and pull. Pleasure consumed us both, my omega writhing, squirming, and desperate for everything I could give her. I wanted to sink my teeth into her and show the whole world she was mine. Rational people would say it was too early for that, but fuck them. Fate had decided that Clover was mine, and who was I to argue with that?
I wanted her. Permanently.
Clover was my forever.
She was already bonded to Logan, and if we could prove to her we could give her a good life, maybe she’d want to bond the rest of us. We’d started this whole adventure together, and dammit, we were going to finish it together too.
“Bite me.” That demand coming out of her froze me instantly. My brain struggled to parse it while I was knot-deep in her, but the essence of it sank into my bones: Clover wanted me the way I wanted her.
Elation shot through me so hot and bright I could barely breathe. Holy shit.
I probably looked like a deer caught in headlights when I raised myself up to see her better. Her cheeks were blazing pink, her eyes wide, as if she couldn’t believe she’d uttered those words, but she wasn’t taking them back.
“I didn’t hallucinate you asking me to bite you, did I? ’Cause it’s possible I was thinking so hard about it that I imagined it.”
“Nope, I said it.”
“Angel, are yousurethat’s something you want right now? I want to keep you forever, but I wasn’t going to be cocky enough to assume you wanted to keep me too, at least not yet. I thought it would take years to prove I could make you happy.”
“You can still keep proving it,” she said playfully, a smile brightening her face. “You’ve been so into me from the start, and you’ve never once wavered.” She took a deep breath, her fingers toying with my hair. “I guess now that things are on the right track with Parker and my dads are happy with my life here, I don’t feel so opposed to putting down roots.”
I nuzzled her cheek, inhaling her sweet scent. “Bonding is a pretty big root. I’m sure about you, but are you really, super, one thousand fucking percent sure about me? I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if you regretted it.”
“I won’t.” She said it so firmly, I actually believed her. The truth of it was shining in her eyes when I rose back up to look at her better. “I’m ready for it, Avery. Please. Bite me. I want to be yours in every way.”
“The month isn’t over yet,” I reminded her, needing confirmation once more before I claimed her. “I haven’t even told you how much I love you.”
She purred, her smile widening. “You kinda just did, and you haven’t been subtle about it, anyway. I might love you, too, cutie.”
I’d thought her moans were the best thing that could come out of her mouth, but apparently they had a contender for first place. “Really?”
“Mm-hmm. Consider this as me making an official decision.” She leaned up, kissing me softly, and I let myself sink into it. “I’m not expecting everything to be smooth sailing for the rest of our lives, but I’ve seen in action that you guys are willing to learn, and grow, and make space for me. I never thought I’d have that for myself, and now that I do, I don’t want to let it go.”
“I’d do anything for you.” I dropped my mouth to her neck again and licked over her skin, gentle and heated. I poured all my desire into riding my omega into the mattress with every ounce of devotion in my body. My knot swelled and I bucked in hard, desperate to bury myself as deep as I could get. Clover erupted around me from the pressure, her pretty pussy milking every drop out of me.
It felt so damn good, potent and profound. My omega was impatient. When she latched her teeth onto my bicep, I fucking lost it. I bent to her exposed throat, and the taste of sugared peony and copper coated my tongue, the crackle of the bond coming to life in my chest beyond anything I’d ever experienced.
“Angel…fuck.” As I drove myself as deep as I could, Clover cried out happily and a final burst of stars ricocheted through my body. I flooded that gorgeous pussy as she took me apart.
My entire body hummed with delight, every nerve on fire. It felt so right. Perfect. I rocked my hips and came with a choked-off groan as her pleasure crashed against mine in the bond. The rolling waves of euphoria washed over me in a downpour I never wanted to stop.
When I could breathe again, I pulled back and kissed over the bite mark. Clover didn’t seem to be a fan of me breathing because the little minx rocked her hips and made us both devolve into a mess of panting. Our energy slowed after that, butI couldn’t stop kissing her. While holding her close, I whispered how much I adored her and her body until we were both too dreamily exhausted to keep our eyes open. She glowed warmly in my chest, a ball of utter contentment.
It was perfect.
It was us.
Chapter 42
Hunter
Avery and Clover came downstairs during breakfast, my pack mate preening like a peacock with our omega in his arms. Clover’s dads watched them curiously over their coffee cups.
