Page 148 of Puck & Her Blades

I love that he’s checking in.

“F-fuck, yeah.” Asher’s eyelashes flutter. “I love the feel of my dick in her sweet pussy, and your dick in my sweet ass. It’s m-mind-blowing.”

“Harder?”

“Harder.”

Sweat drips off Asher’s forehead onto my own.

I can hear the soft thwap — thwap — thwap as Cygnus jerks himself off to the scene.

Shit, I wish that I could watch him.

Yet I can’t because Zev takes that moment to grab Asher’s cheeks and press his mouth even wider. “It’s not fair that you started the race without me, but I can still win.”

He pushes his cock into Asher’s mouth, and true to his promise, he allows Asher to do the work, even if he holds his head steady.

The movement of Jackson’s thrusts into Asher, however, drives Asher onto the cock in his mouth, deep enough to push it to the back of his throat.

I sooth my hands down Asher’s back to help him adjust to the overwhelming sensation of being used in so many ways.

Asher’s erection doesn’t flag.

In fact, he becomes even more enthusiastic.

He loves this.

Zev grins, wickedly.

He tugs hard on Asher’s hair, as Asher is spit roasted between the Alphas.

I’m close.

I’m going to come.

Does that mean I win…?

I thrash side to side, pinned between the three men.

“I’m coming,” I scream.

My hands claw on Asher’s back, and my back bows off the floor. I convulse, as waves of pleasure contract through me.

It feels like dying but now, I know that finally, this is what living means.

My mind feels fuzzy.

Floaty.

I feel caught but safe.

It’s perfect.

“Bunny wins,” Cygnus calls. “Omegas rule.”

I expect Jackson to growl, but he doesn’t.

Instead, his gaze never wavers from mine. “Indeed they do.”

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