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“Can’t. Kai’s coming over no matter what.”

My temper flares, my omega’s discomfort seeping under my skin. “Fuck that. If you don’t want to do this, we’re cancelling.”

“But my friends?—”

My hand drifts down her body to squeeze the curve of her ass. Daphne squirms in my grasp but doesn’t pull away. “I don’t careif they’re mad, angel. I care about you. If you aren’t ready for this, then we wait becauseyou’reour priority.”

Her cheeks are pink, lips parting just enough to see that naughty little tongue dart out to wet them.“I want them to meet you and Travi’s pack. It’s just a lot.”

When she still doesn’t seem certain, I squeeze her again, using my grip to eliminate what little space between us there is. Her soft belly presses into my cock and I have to repeat some serious car stats to get my mind off how warm she feels against me and how much I’ve missed touching her.

“If you want them gone or it gets to be too much, say the word and I’ll clear the fucking house.”

Daph gives me this adorable little smile. “You’d kick my friends out for no reason?”

“Your comfort is reason enough.”

Her expression twists to something mischievous. The bratty side she rarely shows me. “They’ll hate you.”

“They’ll get over it if they love you half as much as you say.”

Daph snuggles closer, scent mellowing with each huge inhale she takes of mine. This is what it means to be compatible. Soothing pheromones and this incessant need to touch, taste, feel. It’s as wonderful as it is infuriating because she’s always on my mind, always floating through my head.

“I think I like you, Connor Morgan,” she whispers into my chest.

I think I’m obsessed with you, Daphne Barnes.

As much as my lips burn to say it, I hold back. Another thing I’m not ready to admit yet. “Are we doing this?”

She sighs. “Any chance you have a fire extinguisher?”

Before I can ask why, her phone goes off, the vibration as it kicks along my knot tearing a shocked groan from my throat. It feels so good, I’m tempted to hold herright thereuntil I come. Because despite how many times I’ve stroked myself off, I’m stillhorny all the fucking time. I blame Daph’s scent all over the house.

A surprised laugh slips from her lips and her scent swallows me, sweet and so fucking turned on. “Do you like toys, Connor?”

The panicked tremor in her voice is gone, leaving one hungry omega I’d like to spread out on my bed and play with. I forgot the easiest way to short circuit an omega’s fear is to give her something else to focus on. Namely, what I want to do to her.

“If this is what they feel like? Yes.”

Her phone stops vibrating, but neither of us care. Daph smirks, running her fingers down my chest until they dip into the band of my jeans and tease untouched skin. My hips kick, cock desperate to get to her. Especially when the device goes off again. Daphne presses harder against me, grinding her hips so I get the full experience.

Fuck, yes.

I’m trying to force myself back but it’s so hard. This closeness with her feels so good. My head dips on its own, lips trailing against her neck until she shivers. “Answer quick and I’ll fuck you before everyone gets here.”

It’s a risk. Daphne could tell me to piss off. She hasn’t even slept in my bed yet, but I wouldn’t take it back even if I could. If she says no, I’ll go upstairs and jerk off before her friends get here. But if she says yes, I’m going to remind my omega just how good it is between us.

“We don’t have time.”

Holy shit, that wasn’t a no.I nip the hollow of her ear. “Trust me, I’ll make time. Nowanswer.”

Daphne shivers as she does what I say. It takes an act of god to hold back my growl when I see Maverick’s name on the screen.He’s a friend, dickhead. Don’t be a caveman.

But I want to be. Especially when his first words are, “Hey, butterfly.”

Oh, hell no.

I’ve always been possessive, but with Daphne it’s ramped up to a hundred.