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curled himself around Jasper’s body so he could hump into him as he kept sucking, aiming for an explosion right down his throat. Swallowing one of his mates’ loads always grounded him, and after that difficult talk they’d had—well, Jasper had had it; Saul had only listened—he needed some grounding.

Jasper grumbled about not being able to reach Saul’s cock, but Saul was too focused on what he was doing to change position. He kept sucking, pawing at Jasper’s groin with fingers that were still tipped in claws, until Jasper flooded his mouth with warmth. The warmth in his mouth was followed by warmth in his stomach, then an even better warmth suffusing the bond.

“Uh uh,” Jasper said with a wag of his finger as Saul kept humping into him. “Gimme.”

That was an order, so Saul rolled onto his back and let Jasper finish him off, relishing both the pleasure of orgasm and a second burst of warmth over the bond when Jasper swallowed his load.

Jasper wiped a hand across the back of his mouth. “Do you think we can go home now?”

Saul nodded. He was ready to go home.

JASPER

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Jasper washed his hands. He’d been doing that a lot lately. Not that he hadn’t ever washed them before, but he was an alpha who worked on a farm. He probably could’ve been doing it more. Now, though, he couldn’t stop. He’d started wearing gloves to work—which some of the other farmhands teased him about—because he couldn’t bear having dirt under his fingernails. And the moment he was done working, he was in the little bathroom off the main entrance to his parents’ house, scrubbing and scrubbing.

“You still think you’re going to cut that poor omega’s stomach open, don’t you?” His mother was leaning against the doorjamb to the powder room, watching his obsessive routine.

“My wolf thinks so, yes.” He’d given up on arguing with it. This business of the alpha cutting the omega open was obviously a deeply ingrained part of their biology. He could no more turn off the idea than a cow could be convinced not to lick its calf clean of afterbirth. There were better ways to clean a calf, but try to tell a cow that. And anyway, modern veterinary science had learned that the licking was more than just a bath. It was a necessary bonding mechanism.

“Have you talked to Elias about it?” his mother asked. She knew which of their pack was the clever one.

Jasper shook his head. How could he tell Elias he dreamed about cutting Jack Henry open? It would make him sound like a serial killer.

“If your wolf thinks you need to play a role in the birth, you should listen to it.”

“Dr. Morris says the omega mortality rate used to be really high. Obviously being cut open by wolf claws isn’t sanitary or safe.”

“Yeah, but omegas were giving birth for thousands of years before medical science came along to document how they were doing it. I know things started to go wrong a few hundred years ago, but was it necessarily this?”

“Elias thinks it was a lot of things. Basically, he thinks we got too human.”

“So, there you go. Trust your wolf.” She acted like it was just that easy, but Jasper was pretty sure Jack Henry wouldn’t allow himself to be sliced open even if Jasper could bring himself to do it.

“At least arrange to be in the delivery room.”

Dr. Morris would only allow one person into the operating room with Jack Henry for the c-section they had scheduled next week, and they’d agreed that if all three alphas couldn’t be there, then none of them would be, but Jasper’s wolf wanted to be there. It wanted to slice Jack Henry open. Was that important alpha/omega bonding biology or him being weirdly bloodthirsty?

“I don’t care how selfish it seems,” his mother continued. “You’re the uber-alpha, and Jack Henry’s going to need you. Sending him in there alone is outright criminal. He ought to divorce you-all.”

“He agreed to this plan,” Jasper told her, but he could hear the truth in her words. Jack Henry shouldn’t be alone for the birth. “Maybe we could draw straws, pick one of us at random.”

“I think it should be you, but I suppose I would think that.” Alice came over and took his hands out from under the water. “In the meantime, you’re going to damage your skin if you keep scrubbing like that.”

“It’ll heal.”

She rolled her eyes at him. “I’ve been hearing that as