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Amara's POV Damien claimed my mouth with a passion that knocked the air out of my lungs. My hands flew to his hair, and I threaded my fingers through the still damp strands. I pulled him further, desperate to have him even closer. He parted my legs as he positioned himself in between. I could already feel his thick length pressing down on me. This felt forbidden and holy at the same time. The wave of guilt came again, reminding me of all the reasons I should not be indulging in this. But it didn't feel right to stop either. I didn't want him to stop. My desire to have him surpassed my guilt. I would beg for it if he does not spread me open and fuck me the way I wanted right now. And that, he did. Grabbing my thighs, he parted them wide, his cock teasing my entrance. "Amara." His voice was a strained groan as he whispered my name. "Last chance. Tell me to stop now." I didn't say a word. I reached down, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him to me. That was eno

Amara's POVDamien and I decided to have breakfast with everyone, so we walked down together. I was hyper aware of his presence, every movement, every breath, the way his hand brushed against mine occasionally like he wanted to hold it but wasn't sure if he should. That made me smile. For someone who was buried in me and ruining my insides last night, he was surely thinking too much.I reached out to take his hand, and the smile that he gave me was wide enough to melt any heart. I could get used to this. But I let go in an instant when I got to the table and saw that it was already surrounded. Damien let out a laugh.He pulled out a chair beside his, and only after I had taken my seat that he sat. It didn't help that I blushed so easily."Good moooorning." Jamie's voice made me want to hide under the table."I was going to ask how your night went, but I can already tell that it was good." Carrie teased. Of course she would. That's why she was mated to Jamie. They fit perfectly. " Expl

Amara's POVThe past week had been the best. Damien had been so sweet, so open, I could feel myself being prioritized. He said he was going to create a safe space for me, but he was the safe space. The only time he wasn't as gentle with me was when he was pounding me in bed. I had easily become addicted.But as much as I tried to make myself happy, one thing was missing. I fucking missed my restaurant. Now I was beginning to think clearer, and I now saw how stupid of me it was to sell it off. Waking up daily with nothing to do made me restless. No goals for the day, no customers to serve, no achievements to look up to. It made me nuts.I wake up in the mornings, finding myself in the kitchen cooking for the pack house. I was pretty sure that the kitchen Omegas were feeling blessed by my presence, because I had almost taken over the kitchen out of pure frustration.I would plan the meals, go grocery shopping, cook and serve. It helped, but it wasn't as satisfying. This was just like co

Amara's POV Damien kissing me was something I didn't think I would ever get used to. He always left me flushed and wanting more. And just like that, all the sick feelings from interacting with his father disappeared. "Do you want to go home or do you want me to take you somewhere else? You know, so I can make it up to you." I rolled my eyes. "There is nothing to make up for. You did nothing to me." "But my father—" "And you are not your father. You are you. And you make me happy." He stared at me for a moment too long, looking pleased by my confession, before his mouth descended on mine again, sucking my lower lip this time. "You make me want you all the time." His words made my stomach flutter, but I shook my head slowly, teasing. "Be careful there, Gamma, or I might start to think that you have no self control." He chuckled, but it was low and husky and far too sinful. "I really do not. Not when it comes to you." A sharp breath left my lips when he brushed his nose against m

Amara's POV I woke up late the next morning, tangled in the Gamma's arms, my face on his chest. My body ached slightly from our activity last night, on the lake and back here in his bedroom. Thinking about our time at the lake made me blush so hard. I never thought I would ever have sex outdoors, but there I was, holding on to dear life while he pounded me from the inside out. And I shamelessly begged him not to stop. I remembered promising that I would not make a sound, just in case someone was close by, but he didn't even go halfway before I broke the promise, screaming into the night like my life was on the line. Maybe it was. My body still tingled from the places he had touched me, which was basically everywhere. I stretched lazily, biting down a moan as a full, sweet ached settled between my thighs. Damien's arms tightened around me instinctively, like he sensed my movement even in his sleep. His face was so close— soft, relaxed, boyish even, when he wasn't growling possessiv