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“That doesn’t change the truth,” Morgan muttered. “They didn’t want me.” He lifted his head, his eyes turning hard. “And neither should you.”

He got up and turned to leave. I didn’t let him. I grabbed his arm, hauling myself to my feet so we were face-to-face. Morgan’s eyes were dark diamonds piercing my own. If I couldonlybreak past his walls…

“Morgan,” I said, my wolf’s voice twining with my own. “Do one thing for me.”

He didn’t move a muscle. “What?”

“Kiss me once and tell me you don’t feel anything.”

His eyes widened slightly but didn’t stray. My heartbeat was thick in my chest, rocking my ribs as it pumped. It sounded too loud as blood rushed in my ears and I hoped Morgan didn’t hear it. Here I was, a grown-ass alpha, begging an omega to kiss me. If I didn’t want this so badly, it might have been embarrassing. But I didn’t care. For Morgan, I had no problem begging.

Every second that passed made my heart clench tighter and my want grow needier. My fingers dug deeper into his arm without me realizing.

When Morgan’s eyes shifted to the side, my heart threatened to sink to my gut.

“Dax,” he murmured. “All my life, I—”

“Stop. I don’t care about your past.” My hand on his trembled now, with both need and fear that he was going to leave. “I care about younow. Live in the moment with me. Please, Morgan.”

Morgan chewed his lip. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. I wanted desperately to take that plump lower lip between my own teeth and bite gently.

The longer this went on, the lower my hopes fell. Morgan didn’t want to kiss me—and if he didn’t want that, there was no way he’d take me as a mate. All those feelings about him and I being fated must have been a false start, just my imagination running wild because of how badly I wanted him. If that was the case, I didn’t want to bother Morgan any longer.

I let go of his arm, ready to turn, when—

My body was enveloped by strong, thick arms. I was chest-to-chest with Morgan and every breath I took infused my lungs with the scent of him. My heart threatened to burst from my chest, and unfortunately, my cock was getting pretty excited too. It grew to full hardness almost instantly as Morgan embraced me and I hoped it wasn’t too distracting.

I thought he was simply hugging me, so I sighed and began to say, “I appreciate it, but—”

He cut me off with a kiss.

I was breathless as Morgan’s lips crushed mine. There was no gentle start—it blossomed immediately into intense passion. Both of us were hungry for this. My wolf soul howled within me, like we’d won the most important hunt of our lives.

Determined not to let Morgan get the upper hand, I slid my hand to his lower back and dipped him so I was kissing him on top. He grunted and let me do it, but his tongue aggressively slipped past mine. He tasted incredible, like something I’d been missing and didn’t know it until this moment.

We broke apart only when the need for air was too great. A bead of sweat rolled down my temple. Morgan reached and brushed it away with his thumb. His pupils had blown wide, nearly turning his eyes black with desire. I ran my fingers through his thick hair and gripped him like I was afraid he’d run away again.

But this time he wasn’t going anywhere. Morgan tipped his head so our foreheads touched as we continued to catch our breath.

“Well?” I asked.

A deep color tinged Morgan’s cheeks and I knew I’d won.

“I definitely felt… something,” he replied in a murmur.

I grinned a wolf’s grin. “Something good, I hope.”

“Dunno.” Morgan licked his lips. “I need to research it again.”

My skin prickled with excitement and a thrill ran down my spine. Morgan was saying all the right things to turn me on. I held him closer with tight fingers, unwilling to let go of him now that I had him in my arms.

Morgan’s firm chest pressed to mine. His body heat rushed into me, making my blood hot. I kissed him again in a fierce claim and he returned it with the same fervor.

It wasn’t long before I felt the physical manifestation of his desire pressing against my leg.

I broke apart from him, wide-eyed and aroused. Did he know he was hard?

“Morgan,” I growled in a thick voice. My eyes flitted down then back up to his face, hoping to get my message across.