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“I’m here now and I’m never leaving your side again. We’re going to get out of here, I swear it. Stay with me, K. Please, please, stay with me, Alpha.”
“Bravery doesn’t mean you aren’t afraid. Bravery means you accept that fear and let it fuel your purpose. It’s okay to be scared. You just can’t let that fear rule you, brother. Let it fucking guide you to achieve your goals.”
Was the hero of this story really a black mouse with the soul of Napoleon Bonaparte? It was looking more and more like yes, yes he was the fucking hero.
Napoleon scurried down the bed toward my feet. “Mon dieu, I was so excited to see you that I nearly forgot. Daddy of Thunder, please lift me to that vent.” “Daddy. Of. Thunder?” Cam choked out. If I had the strength, I would have been crying tears of laughter.
“Cam, shove that in my ass right now!” I barked, excitement and adrenaline mixing with the fever, causing me to feel like I was on a serious drug trip. Something cool and wet brushed over a small area of skin on my right butt cheek. “Definitely not what I thought I’d be doing the first time I heard you say those words to me...”
“Death is coming to everyone who caused us harm. Fuck. Them. Up.”
Fuck. I needed all my men, but right here, in this moment, it was simply me and Sloane. The kitten and the dragon. The asshole and the sweetheart. The mage and the witch. Man and woman. And I needed him.
We kissed just like we fucked. Wild. Deep. Frantic.
“In the darkness, you’re my sunshine. You’re the sun at dawn, chasing the shadows from my wicked soul. I love you, and I’m so sorry, kitten.”
He didn’t get to finish his sentence because I launched myself at him. I slapped his dick and pulled his boxers back up over it, then shoved a finger in his face. “This is mine. No other female will be seeing it in this lifetime or the next. Understand?” His pupils dilated and glowed orange as we stared at each other. “Did you just slap my dick? That really happened just now?”
“You listen here and you listen good, Saige Wildes. You’re everything that’s special. Everything you are is special. I’ve been all over our realm, seen dozens of countries, millions of people, and let me tell you something. Not one of them even came close to being as special as you.”
“That’s fucked up,” one of the men mused, this one wearing a gas mask. “I like it.”
My mouth watered. How did I get so lucky? Six beautiful men and they were all mine.
“You fought like a fucking queen today, Goldie. But by the stars, you suck this cock like a goddess.”
