he welcomed the sensation.
Meg gave over and, for a few seconds, almost became Beck. His
thoughts and emotions flowed over her as though she was the one
having them. Beck loved that she was so warm and tight. Beck drew
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out just to shove his way back in. She was his, his to protect, to love,
to fill. He was sure now that she wouldn’t fight his claim on her. That
fact gave him great peace. Beck was smiling
as he pressed deep one
last time and shared his orgasm with her.
Meg felt his deep contentment as he crushed her into the mattress.
It took him a moment before he had the energy to roll off her, but
even then, he gathered her close.
“How are you this morning, wife?” Beck asked.
Meg opened her eyes and smiled at him. Every cell in her body
was sated and languid.
“I’m surprisingly rested after everything you and Ci put me
through last night. Where is he?” Meg looked around.
Cian wasn’t on her other side. When they had finally settled down
to sleep, Cian had been pressed to her side. It was funny how she had
gotten used to having him against her at night. She supposed she
would quickly get used to sleeping in between her husbands.
“Love, we bonded fully last night,” Beck said, gently brushing
back her hair. His eyes were warm, but there was a tight set to his
mouth. “You do know what that means? Cian and I are together now.
We’re one, thanks to you. I’m the dominant personality. I absorbed
him, but he’s here with us. He’s always going to be with us.” Beck
put a hand to her heart. “He’ll always love you, wife.”
Tears began to well in her eyes. A feeling of panic threatened to