It was a little too late to evaluate all my life choices now, especially the ones that lead me here, wasn’t it? But, clearly, I had lost my fucking mind. There was no other explanation or excuse for why I was buried balls deep in my nephews tight, hot body, tied to him until my knot went down. Edain didn’t make that compelling of an argument. He seriously tried, ‘back when dragons ruled the sky, male omegas were given to their uncles, brothers, fathers, to keep the magic pure,’ as a valid reason to say fuck it, and fuck. It…
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