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Hours later, my mates sleep beside me, exhausted from our evening of vigorous fucking. Morg is still buried deep inside Jasmine, but she doesn't seem to mind. She's sleeping right on top of him, knees on either side of his hips, cheek pressed on his broad chest. But she reached her hand out for me just before she slipped away into her dreams, and my heart nearly burst with love.

I will be the best father to our child. I don't care if it's a boy or a girl, if it's Morg's or mine, I already know that I will protect my family with my life and do everything in my power to ensure they're happy and safe.

In the silvery moonlight streaming through the window, I admire their faces, relaxed in their rest. I don't know what I did to earn not one, but two mates as perfect as they are, but here they are.

Rising from the bed, I close the shutters on the window, so the early morning sun won't wake us. Jasmine needs rest after all the times we fucked her tonight. Then I latch the door, making sure we're safe. No one will bother us here, but if a bear came sniffling around after our food, that wouldn't be good.

At last, I return to our bed and stretch out beside them. After a moment, I put my arm over them both, my palm resting on Morg's hip.

Morg opens one eye and peers at me, then lets out a yawn. Wordlessly, he shifts to the side and places Jasmine in the space between us. His knot must have dislodged, but he doesn't bother cleaning himself up—we'll do that in the morning. She doesn't wake but curls into his body, so I fit myself to her back, her sweet ass resting against my groin.

It's how we usually fall asleep, and I close my eyes, already halfway gone. But then Morg's hand lands on my waist, so I look at him, eyebrows raised. He's never cuddled me before, not like this, after the passion of our lovemaking has died down.

In the darkness of the cabin, his face is shadowed, but I still make out his smile. He likes this, and I know this is how we'll be sleeping from now on, truly entwined together.

"Good night, Torren," he murmurs.

I let out a long, happy sigh. "Good night."