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I shifted closer, draping my arm across his chest and nuzzling into the crook of his neck, where his scent was strongest; that crisp, intoxicating alpha essence that always made my omega instincts purr with satisfaction, even as a thrill of nervous excitement danced down my spine.
"You're still worrying," I murmured against his skin, my voice soft and teasing as I placed a lingering kiss on the pulse point beneath his jaw. "I can feel it in how carefully you're holding yourself, like I might break if you breathe too hard."
I continued "I'm not fragile, you know. I survived a kidnapping by my creepy ex in a luxury lakeside prison. I think I can handle my big scary alpha in rut without wilting at the first sign of intensity."
Xavier let out a low, rumbling sigh, an arm wrapping around my waist with that possessive strength I craved, although his touch remained measured.
