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Kain didn’t make me ask twice. He reached down and guided himself to my entrance. I felt him prodding me, before sliding inside me with a single deep thrust.

“Fuck,” Kain groaned, like I was killing him. “You’re so fucking perfect.”

He began to move.

While sex with Sabien was wild, making me lose all grip on my control and breaking my sanity into pieces, Kain moved in me like a well choreographed dancer. His thrusts were fluid, with a rhythm that was steady and confident. Though it was his first time with me, he knew exactly how to move to make every inch of my body coil up with anticipation. He knew how to bring me right to the edge.

Kain grabbed my legs, pulling them over his shoulders. He slowed down his thrusts, hitting me harder with each powerful stroke.

I whimpered. I couldn’t help it. I was losing myself to this onslaught of pleasure.

Kain’s blue eyes stayed fixed on me. He made me feel like I was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. All the force of his desire hit me, while he gazed into my eyes, and I was burning with it.

I gripped with my walls, clenching down on his cock. Holding tight. Wanting to keep him inside of me.

Without warning, a third orgasm rocketed through me. It was an explosion in my core, shattering me. Smashing into pieces every part of who I thought I was until there was nothing left. I was nothing but the pleasure singing through my veins, flooding across every inch of my body.

“That’s it, darling.” Kain groaned.

He ground against me, circling with his hips. Abandoning his measured rhythm entirely to kiss me. Passionately. Capturing my lips with his. He lay his chest against mine, until I could feel every sculpted ridge of his chest. Every inch of him was hard and pressing flush against me.

He drove into me faster now. As if he’d been chasing after something for his entire life, and he’d finally found it in me.Pounding hard, so hard that I was beginning to find that same thing in him too.

Kain slammed into me deep, then his whole body shuddered. His knot swelled, pressing thick against my pussy walls, filling me and stuffing me to the brink. I could feel his cock pulsing, and the hot liquid of his cum flooding me.

As I lay there, locked into place by my scent match’s knot, it hit me—I was falling for him.

Something deep within me came alive, under his touch, his kisses.

This was so dumb. I barely even knew Kain. I knew Sabien even less… But something in me recoiled at the thought of letting them go. The thought of having to give him up made the inside of my stomach shrivel up. Like I was filled with lead and sinking. Like panic was biting through my skull, tearing me apart from the inside.

Whatever the rest of my goals, I wanted to keep Kain… and his brother, too.

Fuck… was I falling in love?

CHAPTER 23

CHLOE

“Crap.”Sabien sat upright from where he had been sprawled comfortably, leaning on the picnic table, and lazily stealing fries from my lunch tray.

“What?” I eyed my tray to see if he had polished off all my fries. But there were still some there. That wasn’t the problem.

“Birth control. We never talked about it.” He stared at me seriously, like he had literally just thought about it. As if I hadn’t had an entire series of lectures dedicated to the subject and was only now considering my reproductive health.

“Oh. That. Yeah, I got an implant.”

Sabien must have noticed something about the way I said it. He heard the undertone of scorn, that I hadn’t voiced out loud. Like obviously I was on birth control. Did he think I was going to put my secretarial dreams at risk?

“You don’t want kids?”

Kids? I might want them. In seven years. Which was a nice number that was more than five (which was too close) and not as far off into the future as ten. Ten years was just too weird to think about.

“It’s not that,” I sighed. “No, I have like fifteen siblings.And both my moms are pregnant again. The two of them are on a mission to repopulate the next generation of alphas like all on their own.”

“Why?” Sabien asked, popping another fry into his mouth.

Here we go. We had barely had a couple of dates and already I was dragging Sabien into my families’ weirdness.