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He barely has time to choke out the words before his hips stutter, and he’s spilling into me. I cry out at the same time he lets out a deep, rich moan, and my eyes close in bliss.

My inner Omega is satiated for now.

I probably have a few more hours before my Heat, and then Ben will need to bring out the toys.

He presses his forehead to mine, and I open my eyes, meeting his rich amber ones. “Hey,” he says softly, huffing out a chuckle.

I hum contentedly. “Hi,” I murmur.

“Was that enough for now?” he asks.

As if the answer isn’t obvious. I can barely breathe. My limbs are made of jelly, yet Ben still wonders if I need more.

“More than enough,” I sigh. “What about you?”

“Hmm.” He pushes his hips against me, his cock still hard inside me. “That wasfarmore than enough.”

He doesn’t seem to have a refractory period, though.

Sometimes I wonder if he’s part Alpha.

He presses a kiss to my forehead, then my nose. “I love you,” he murmurs.

My face warms and my heart soars. “I love you, too,” I say in a small voice.

I will never get tired of hearing him say those words. The first time he did, I started crying, and he teared up.

It was one of the best days of my life.

Benlovesme.

Then, with the worst timing possible, my stomach gurgles obscenely loudly.

Ben bursts out laughing and rolls off me. “I’ll grab you something to eat. What are you hungry for?”

Ben was insistent on picking a place with award-winning food, too. Thanks to my best friends, Skylar and April, I’ve become sort of a cooking connoisseur, and they’ve taught me all about quality dining and what to look for.

I sit up and lift my arms in a stretch. “Coffee.”

“Coffee’s not a food, Dev.”

“But it’s the best.”

“It’s still not food.”

“If you eat the grounds, it’s food.”

“Are you going to eat a bowl of coffee grounds?”

I huff and look at my boyfriend, who raises an eyebrow at me.

I don’t bother to tell him that once I did, but it was only a spoonful andonlybecause I didn’t have any hot water.

“Fine. Coffeeandsomething else.” I kick the blankets off, including the one that Ben purchased for our anniversary. I immediately miss the safety and security of my nest, but I also need to find something to eat now.

My pre-Heat symptoms make me ridiculously hungry.

“Dev. Let me order something in.” Ben stretches, showing off his chiseled abs, and my mouth waters.