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I lean back as much as I can. “What the hell, Connor?”

“Seems like I’ve got some apologizing to do. You in?” His thumb strokes my skin patiently, but is there really a decision to make? My alpha’s right here, waiting for me to take him. Of course I’m going to do it.

We may be struggling with the emotional part, but sex is always where we get things right.

The slow drop onto his cock steals my breath, especially when he wraps a hand around my body to cup my pussy. That thumb strokes my clit, making me gasp.

Connor tuts in my ear. “No sounds, angel. It’s just you and me.”

It’s exactly what I need from my distant alpha.

He’s deep in this position and so fucking hard, I’m not sure how long I’ll last. I keep expecting him to shift, to thrust or grind my hips into him. Instead, he stays exactly where he is. Frustrated, I swivel my body, only to be stopped with his long fingers on my thighs.

“Move,” I demand softly.

“No.” When I blink at him, Connor brushes his lips over my cheek and smirks. “Not going to fuck you, Daph. Just going to stay inside your nice, warm body all night long.”

Ohhhh. Cockwarming is something I’ve always wanted to try, but tonight, I want to grind. Want to force my alpha deeper and chase the orgasm that just having him inside me builds. I want his knot and his cum more than I want this secret fuck we’re doing. But I wait because having Connor in such an intimate way is a reconnection we desperately need.

Of course, having him inside me leaves little brain power for the actual game and I quickly lose the first round.

Dez kisses my hand before refocusing on his cards. “It’s okay, little muse. You’ll do better next time.”

Nate nods, making a decision that has my other alpha swearing. With all their attention elsewhere, I give mine to the man inside me.

“Connor,” I whine softly, turning into his neck. “I need more.”

He wavers, but doesn’t give in. “This isn’t sex.”

“Please?” I’m so fucking horny that my emotions are getting out of control. That’s likely from the sheer exhaustion of the day and the rollercoaster when he arrived, but it doesn’t change that Ineedto come.

I think this is all I’m getting until his hands shift to my hips. “Stay still. Take what I give you, and I’ll fuck you to sleep later. Promise.”

There’s that word again, but this time, I know he said it intentionally. Connor understands he messed up tonight, so he’s going to prove he can follow through.

He moves slowly, circling my pelvis while he’s still firmly inside me. Every shift rubs his knot against me, and I feel the slick dripping over it, soaking his pants and probably the chair below. It’s a miracle the others haven’t smelled us yet but they’re too busy arguing.

Dez plays and Nate throws down his cards in frustration. “You know that’s fucking illegal.”

“Don’t be such a sore loser.”

“Sore loser?! Are you shitting me?”

Score one for competitive alpha bullshit.

“Here you go, angel. Take it nice and quiet,” Connor whispers, knot slipping inside me. The stretch as it inflates satisfies the part of me that’s been dying on his lap. Connor’s hips kick once and he swears into the back of my neck, our fingers wrapped together as he fills me with cum.

My hips jerk, trying to simulate rutting. Connor stops the movement, and I fold over the table, teeth clenched against my own orgasm and completely un-fucking-caring that I’ve just spoiled our little secret.

The argument stops and I feel my alphas’ eyes on me.

“Daph?”

“You okay, kitten?”

Another moan trickles out of me and the air stills before Nate shoves his chair away, nearly crawling under the table. “What the fuck. You get mad at us for not waiting, but you’re knotting Daph at the table?”

“Pretty sure he’s doing thatbecauseof earlier,” I pant, trying not to move as Connor’s thumb swirls my clit absently.