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“Marshall is making food, of course. And I’m pretty sure Tobias and Noah are still lounging in the bed. I have a feeling they won’t be moving anytime soon.” I smirked, stroking Summer’s cheek. “And are you too sore to…I get it if you are. I just⁠—”

Summer reached behind her hip, finding my semi-hard erection, which immediately revived as she touched me. She stroked up and down, gentle and slow. But the sensation was so damn good, each movement bright in my mind, and I groaned, my head falling back against the tub.

“Just go slow with me, hmm? Nice and…” She lifted herself just enough before I took hold of her hips, helping her to straddle my lap so that I could slide deep into her pussy. “…ugh, slow.”

“Goddamn, Summer. You’re…” I could hardly think as I lifted her up and down, up and down, slow just like she’d asked. “…perfect.”

“Emmett.” My name left her on a moan, and Summer allowed herself to be moved gently, her head still on my shoulder, one arm snaking up around my neck. I cupped her breast in the water, smoothing the steaming liquid over her skin as she tightened around my shaft.

My knot slipped in gently, not fully swollen yet, and the two of us just enjoyed each other, taking our time, absolutely no rush. We let everything build at a natural pace, and eventually, my knot locked inside her, the warmth of the water nothing compared to the warmth of being inside her. And even as the need for release climbed, neither of us sprinted toward the finish line.

The water made gentle sloshing sounds as I curled my hips up into her, sheathing myself deep. I rubbed across her hard nipples, utterly infatuated with them, and Summer moaned low and beautiful.

“Emmett…Oh, it’s so… Yeeesss…”

“It’s all you, princess. You’re everything.” I was close, the tip of my cock burning as the orgasm crested like a wave in slow motion. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” She clamped down around me, her walls squeezing my shaft and knot. “Oh fuck…”

Summer fluttered around me as she came, and I felt that swell of euphoria through the bond. I was quick to follow, the orgasm finally crashing into the shore and taking my breath away. My cock jerked as I filled her up, knot surging.

Fucking Perfection.

Chapter 52

Summer

Iwas woken from my deep sleep by overwhelming nausea, like a hangover but so much worse.

Sitting straight up, I glanced around at the pile of hot, naked alphas surrounding me and winced. There was no delicate way to extricate myself.

But another wave of nausea hit me, and I had no choice but to get out of there. I scrambled out of bed as fast as I could, only just making it to the toilet in time to throw up everything I’d ever eaten in my life.

Jilly had told me that morning sickness was brutal, but hearing about it and experiencing it were two entirely different things. It…it sucked. After a few rounds of heaving, it stopped, and I leaned back, plopping onto my butt in front of the porcelain throne. I breathed hard; everything smelled terrible. And my mouth tasted awful. But unlike a hangover or illness where I’d feel better after I puked, I still felt nauseated.

My stomach rolled, and I took a deep breath, desperately praying for the nausea to subside.

Footsteps behind me alerted me to someone approaching. No doubt I woke the alphas with my very ungraceful dismount from the bed.

“Summer?” Tobias’s voice was concerned as a hand gently reached the back of my neck, making sure my hair was out of the way. “Shit, are you still sick?”

“I’m fine,” I insisted, sitting on the cold bathroom floor and reaching for the flush handle.

“Fine? I think you’re a million degrees past empty,” Noah said, and I turned over my shoulder to see all my mates piling into the bathroom, worry painted over each of their faces.

Marshall scowled as he stepped forward and stood by the toilet against the wall. “You shouldn’t still be getting sick like this. We should get you into the doctor. I can call right away.”

“I’ll call the office and tell them I can’t make it in,” Emmett added. “There’s no way I'm leaving you alone like this.”

“Agreed. I think we should take you to the doctor—I can feel that you feel lousy!” Noah muttered, raking a hand through his hair.

“We pushed you too far.” Marshall frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. “We should be taking much better care of you. You were only just getting over your sickness. Fuck. I’m so sorry. I’ll grab my cell and—” Marshall’s expression was tight, like he was pissed at himself but trying not to show it.

“Guys! Calm down!” I raised my voice. It was the only way to be heard over them all speaking over each other.

The alphas stopped talking at once and turned to me. If my stomach hadn’t been tossing and turning, it would have actually been quite funny. But as it was, I needed them to stop, and there was no way I was getting in a car. That would make it so much worse. Plus, my bathroom wasn’t small, by any means, but having several large alphas pressed into the room made it rather claustrophobic.

“Summer?” Emmett sounded so concerned, and each of the alphas narrowed their eyes at me as he spoke, their concern incredibly evident.