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  2. Public Bookmark 71

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    Truthfully, just the reminder that he would be seeing Hollander had his annoyance ebbing a bit. Maybe it was the omega’s pheromones, maybe it was just the man himself. But he always felt settled after seeing him. Maybe he could needle Hollander a bit, get him worked up to the point where he was spitting and hissing and almost itching for a fight. He loved when well-mannered Shane Hollander got pissy with him; it made it all the more satisfying when Ilya managed to wrangle him and reduce him to whimpers and begging. Now there was a thought. It almost had him grinning.

    Ilya is not in a good mood. Neither is Shane, much to Ilya's chagrin. They bicker a bit, get a little rough with it and have some emotional revelations.

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    “Just for a while.” Shane breathed, his eyes unwavering and persistent. “I just - I just need a taste. I’ll be good, I promise.” He licked his lips and edged closer on his knees. “I’ve been waiting for you. Don’t I deserve a reward?”

    He’d never been one for propriety, but Ilya was quite sure that heat-drunk omegas who barged their way into homes and scandalized staff didn’t merit praise. But he’d never been one to deny Shane anything, so he relented anyway.

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    Or: Shane goes into heat a month before the wedding and throws propriety out the window.

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    04 Feb 2026

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    The flight home seemed to take forever. So did the drive, even as he broke every speed limit. His hand was shaking when he tried to get the key in the door. Once, twice, he missed. Then it was flung open. Shane was standing there. He was dressed only in the smallest pair of briefs, the black fabric stretched over the curve of his muscular thighs and ass. A fine sheen of sweat covered his skin and his chest was heaving with shallow, panting breaths. His eyes were hazy and dark. He smelled like sweat and sweetness and Shane. Like everything Ilya had ever wanted since he was just a boy of seventeen.

    Or: Shane's suppressants are failing.

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