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I don’t care.

I feel glorious and so alive.

“I thought your Wolf was a heathen for taking you over a table, but now I’m sold on the barbaric appeal. You were made to be fucked hard and often. You were Goddess-sent to take cock.”

I come again, submitting to the glorious rush as my pussy spasms over his thrusting length.

He slams deep and, with his head tipped back, follows me into bliss with a roar, filling me with his seed.

We don’t move for the longest time. My pussy continues to spark around him, pulsing with little echoes of pleasure. The sun is warm, and the light breeze tickles my skin. He nuzzles my throat, over my chin, before he finally captures my lips for an unhurried kiss that makes my toes curl.

He gathers me close and, still inside me, rocks back into his chair.

Tucking my head against his chest, he caresses my hair. I close my eyes and just enjoy it.

“Will you be alright on your own with only Blue for company? Would you like my sisters to come over?”

“I have lived on my own since my mama died. I like it sometimes. And I have the book Persa gave me.” I should probably not think about that book while he is still inside me… “Also, I am a little tired.”

“Well, I dare say I’m to blame for that.” I hear the smile in his voice. “Thank you for coming here, Fawn. For entrusting me with your care. I appreciate how big a change this is for you compared to how you lived before. The garden is always available, but just until you are more familiar with it, I would rather you do not shift alone. A doe is very much a creature of instinct and curiosity and is not always aware of common sense and fear in the way a human is.”

“Okay,” I agree, although I don’t see how it would hurt to shift here. It’s not like anyone is around.

Also, I don’t like that he implies my doe is not sensible, when I am certain that she is... Fine, she is very curious, and is renowned for getting distracted by butterflies…

He cups my chin firmly, waiting until I meet his eyes. “Fawn, promise me you shall not go into the garden and shift.”

“Fine. I shall not go into the garden and shift.”

Small crinkles appear at the corner of his eyes like he is amused before he releases my chin. “The suite is large and has its own library. If you feel like it, you could explore it. See if there was a room you wished to make yours.”

“Does everyone have their own room?” I ask, wondering if Wolf will have one too.

“It is understood that a doe might have several mates and even courtiers on a permanent or semi-permanent basis. Most of our suites and homes are designed with this in mind. You are the doe of our family unit. You may frequent your mate’s beds as you choose or pick one you prefer to spend most of your time with. There is no judgment here. You may also have your own room and request your mates or courtiers visit you there. And besides, you are an omega. You might desire a nest in addition to your private bedroom.”

A nest. Just the thought of making a nest makes me feel instantly more settled.

“Does Eiden have a nest?”

“His childhood is not one he likes to linger upon. It came with challenges, and a legacy is that he has never made a nest. He shares his room with Nox; in a way, Nox is the equivalent of his nest, providing a sense of safety. I don’t think his close bond with Nox will ever change, but he is already deeply in love with you. I get the impression that should you make a nest, he would be eager to join you there, with your permission.”

“Wouldn’t that upset Nox?” I ask, frowning.

Seven chuckles. “Very little upsets Nox. That’s why he is so good for Eiden. Your arrival will change things, but none of them are in a bad way. Trust that Nox is bold enough to claim what he wants… I believe this morning provided ample indication… and that he left you in some discomfort.”

His cock kicks inside me. He settles a hand on my lower back, rocking me against his hardening length.

“I could spend all day inside you. But we have a lifetime ahead of us, and you might need some rest.”

“I’m not sore,” I protest, even as he is already easing me off.

Seven helps me to clean up and then insists I eat some breakfast.

But as he leaves, my thoughts are already on Nox.

“I just need a little taste,”he said.

I cannot only wait and hope for when he needs more.