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Her skin is velvet soft—and humming with power.

—Is this OK?—

She nods.

I drag the edge of my thumb along the silky fabric. As her arousal increases, so does her Lumina.

My hound turns circles, feeling extremely pleased.

Hooking a finger inside the panties, the moment I find the damp heat between her thighs, it’s like throwing a match into a bucket of gasoline. The Lumina doesn't just flicker—it erupts. The lilac and gold sparkles become visible, enveloping her hands in a beautiful glow. As I continue to tease her hot, sweet pussy, the power rolls off her in waves.

“Fuck, baby.”

Theo’s back arches, her breath coming in shallow, desperate gasps. "Oh... oh Gods…I’m going to…”

Wes’s heart monitor begins to beep faster.

I slide two fingers inside her, fighting my desire to just flip her over and fuck her senseless. Instead, I touch and tease, taking her to the edge.

Her pleasure builds and then she shatters, gasping and crying.

—Wes…Max…Wes—

My perfect girl collapses in a sob, falling limply forward onto Wes’s chest.

I stare at the boy on the bed. I focus on where he and Theo’s hands are entwined.

And I watch as Wes’s fingers curl tighter around hers.

Theo gasps, sitting up slightly.—Wes? Are you there?—

His eyelids flutter. Just for a second.

—Theo—

It’s faint, but we both hear it.

I press a kiss to the top of her head.

Holy shit. I think we just fucked the life back into Wes Hart.

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My mind is scattered into a thousand different places.

I feel like Aunt Nancy when she took up lacemaking—I’ve dozens of threads but only two hands to keep them under control.

“You’re pacing,pulu.”

I turn on my heel and realize that I have, in fact, worn a track into the dusty basement floor.

Looking up at Alexis, some of my panic recedes. “Gods, I’ve missed you so much.”

Donovan ducks under the door jamb. “Miss me too?” My heart melts at his pleading puppy dog eyes. “Always.”

Maximus pushes past him. “And me?”

Cosmo follows Max, muttering, “Fuck my life.” I’m about to give him the middle finger, but the sound of the table-door being dragged aside distracts me.