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The slightest whimper is eaten by Riley as Matt kisses her inner thighs, teasingly getting closer and closer to her core. Cam joins him on the floor, spreading her legs wider. They take turns teasing her, and she breaks off the kiss with a low moan.

“None of that, cupcake,” I murmur. “Wouldn’t want your mom to come see this.”

A gasp flows from between her lips when Matt finally finds her folds, slipping his tongue into them and sucking her clit into his mouth. She presses her head back into her mattress, her fingers gathering the comforter in her fists as the pleasure washes over her.

Trailing my fingers along her stomach, I perch on the other side of her on the bed, slowly lifting her shirt until her bra is visible. The front snap is a nice touch, and I flick it quickly open. Tugging on the tight peak of her nipple, I watch her face contort with the urge to be loud, but instead, she sinks her teeth into her lip and meets my steady gaze.

“You said you’d keep my mouth busy,” she says.

“Are you asking for something, cupcake?”

When she doesn’t answer immediately, I tweak her left nipple and suck her right into my mouth ruthlessly. She releases another low moan, and I smile against her skin. Lifting my eyes to meet hers again, she looks between us, her hips coming off the bed of their own accord as Cam takes his turn.

Riley kisses down her throat, pausing when he reaches the bunching of her T-shirt. Without words, we work together, lifting her just enough to remove it.

“Look at our omega ready for us,” I say, taking in her perfect curves. The swell of her belly is my favorite, and I run my fingers over her soft skin. I can envision her swelling with our baby, and even if it is years away, part of me wants it now. “You are perfect, Rin.”

“My mouth is still not busy,” she complains, and I grin.

Riley takes the hint and goes to his knees next to her and undoing his jeans. His hard cock jumps from his pants, and she wraps her fingers around him, guiding him to her mouth. He braces himself over her as she sucks him in, encouraging him to fuck her mouth. My dick pulses at the image, and I release myself as I nip at her breast.

A loud moan flows from Riley, and Matt snickers. “So much for quiet,” he says.

“You’d be moaning too in his spot,” Cam replies.

Working my hand from root to tip, I tug on my piercing. I love the slight pain it causes. Maybe I should get more. She likes the one I have and more would add to it.

“You sound like you are talking from experience,” Matt says as Cam takes his place again.

“I am.”

We continue to give her what she wants, the muffled sound of her moans and whimpers enough to satisfy me. When Riley comes, she attempts to swallow all of it. But it slips out as he pulls back and trails down the side of her face. Her swollen and cream glistening lips are too much of a temptation, and I kiss her.

Fuck. Cupcakes and cookies, delicious. I could survive on the taste of her mixed with my friends for the rest of my life. I’ve heard of packs like that. Where all of them have relationships that are sexual in nature. And fuck, if this is why they do it, maybe I’ll try it some day. If the guys are into it, of course.

CHAPTER 50

Erin

Attempting not to moan again, I slap my hand over my mouth. They have sent me into orgasm after orgasm. Every part of my body is sensitive and on edge. I cling to Riley, my fingers digging into his shoulders as he drives me into my mattress.

I love the ruthless way his hips pound against mine. He doesn’t hold back just because Matt and Blake have already wrung all the pleasure out of me I think I have to give. As the sensitivity rides the edge of pain, another climax builds inside of my belly, clenching my muscles as he holds back his knot.

They all held back their knots, and my pussy is quivering from the need of one. I’m pretty sure my world goes black as I tumble into the abyss, and waves of pleasure and pain wash over me. Drowning me. Riley kisses along my jawline as the bright room comes back into focus.

Even with the feeling of the earth moving, I know I’m still missing an important part. As Riley withdraws, my eyes land on Cam. He has been more than willing to give me pleasure and watch the others do the same. But everyone has been so focused on me, I’m positive he hasn’t gotten what he likes.

But I can give it to him. Edging. Controlling his climax. As if the others sense the shift, they each make an excuse to leave the bedroom, leaving just the two of us. They know him as well as I do. Maybe better in some ways.

Running my fingers along my lower lip, I watch him as I sit up. “Have you enjoyed the show?” Seductive and husky, that is how my voice comes out, the complete opposite of what it normally is.

The corner of his mouth kicks up in a smirk that wants to form. “Watching you fall apart on their cocks is a favorite pastime of mine.”

“I’m not done falling apart, Cam,” I whisper. My core clenches around nothing, still wanting a knot it won’t get tonight.

He steps forward as I find my shaky legs. “Let me help you with that, Rinny.”

Our lips meet, a playful dance of teeth and tongue that turns needy and lustful the longer we taste each other. My fingers find the hem of his shirt, and I lift it up, breaking our kiss to tug it over his head. He allows the distance before plastering to my front, our skin touching, his bulge pressing against my bare belly.

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