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Maybe I wasn’t as deep as I could get, after all.

A low growl rattles out, and I use my forearms to push up until I’m sitting.

I wrap my forearm around her lower back and tease the fingers of my other hand into her hair.

I tilt her face up and check on her in the bond.

Everything is fuzzy, leading me to believe that she’s either lost to the fog or on her way there.

“You good, gorgeous?” I ask, brushing my nose against hers.

Her eyelashes flutter, a naughty little moan filling the air as she swivels her hips. The motion sends my arousal skyrocketing, and I release her hair to pull my hand between us. Working her swollen nub, I push my mouth to hers.

Every small movement causes intense bliss as my knot drags along her inner walls.

Abby whimpers, and the first few inches of her pussy ripple around my knot. Being able to feel her pleasure intensifying only ramps up my own.

I growl and nip at her lower lip as she grinds over my knot.

Her orgasm washes over her.

I’m cooked as it spills through the bond and into me.

There’s no way to hold back as I empty deep inside her, daydreaming about breeding her.

The bond becomes a mess of euphoria, and the fog hits hard.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Abby

Iwas so excited to see Lawson when he popped up next to the bed. Only, the bossy grump immediately popped the thermometer under my tongue. Once he had a reading, he wrote it down and lifted me off Luka’s shaft. Not that it was hard anymore, but I was enjoying sleeping on his chest.

The brute dropped a T-shirt over my head and carried me downstairs while letting me know the dogs were safe and resting in Shadow’s room.

He placed me down on the kitchen counter, where I now sit.

This definitely qualifies as questionable sanitary practices.

I don’t even have panties on.

Hopefully his T-shirt is extra absorbent.

Lawson closes the refrigerator door, spinning to face me as he cracks the lid on a bottle of water. He stomps over and carefully brushes the hair back from my face. “You’re cool for the moment. That’s good. Now is the time we’re supposed to look after your other needs.” He lifts the water to my lips. “Drink.”

“You’re very bossy all of a sudden,” I grumble, bringing my hand up to help support the bottle.

“Oh, sweetheart. You should know that by now.” Law grabs my wrist in his free hand. “Here, let me. I’m not going to spill it all over you.”

I have solid faith in him. Less in myself. I smile as he offers me a long drink of the water.

I love him a little surly.

There’s something incredibly hot about knowing how gruff and growly he can be without worrying that he’ll take his attitude out on me.

I don’t know.

Maybe Tommy screwed me up more than I’d like to admit. He was always so nice to everyone else, but when it was only the two of us, that mask faded fast.