Allie was a mess, her head buried deeper into the pile of sheets. The omega was still sensitive after coming a minute ago, but Nate hadn’t knotted her yet. His grip on her hips was like steel—desperate to make sure nothing could take her away from him.

She wouldn't have it any other way.

Pressed under his body, she squirmed, her arms straining from where Nate had them pinned down. Her wrists pressed into the mattress with one big hand circling them.

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