Maverick POV

I was knuckles deep inside my mate. Her juices were all over my hand, branding me as hers.

I swear whatever’s making that sound will lose every limb it has. I don’t care what it is!

I tried not to growl or look annoyed. I didn’t want her to worry. The whole point of tonight was to get her mind off things

“Wait here, Wildcat. I’ll check it out.”

She sat up.

“I’ll be right back, Odessa.”

“But—”

“I love having my trusty omega by my side, but I think I can ...