Chapter 38

• 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.