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“Could be,” said Dmitri. “You and me… maybe it’s not…” He shrugged. “Or maybe it is, hell, there’s something here.”

“What are you talking about?” said Johannes.

“Obviously,” spoke up Nikolai, “he’s talking about how you guys could be fucking, how we could all be fucking, and with the omega in the middle of it, and stop being an idiot and agree, Johannes.”

“I was just thinking that if she was with all of us,” said Dmitri, “she’d be too busy to think about this Corentin person, whatever he was to her in the past. And I think she’s angry with him, too, so maybe we don’t have to work that hard. I want to go to the Heirastein Castle for our honeymoon.”

“I thought you two were forgoing a honeymoon because you just had one,” said Johannes. “I thought you would be back into formal appearances next week.”

“Well, with this Corentin guy around, it seems like it might be better to lock things down,” said Dmitri. “Get her secluded, with the three of us, knot her senseless, maybe knock her up… I don’t know.”

“Knock her up,” said Johannes.

“Yeah, I’m due to get another injection,” said Dmitri. “But I don’t have to get one. If I don’t, I’ll be fertile again. She’d need to go into heat again, I guess, so maybe that’s not likely, but I broke through her suppressants before, maybe I could do it again.”

I fumed, inside the closet, not at all liking this talk of impregnating Aurelie as a trap. Hadn’t Dmitri trapped her enough already? Was he that insecure?

I got out my phone and pulled up a recording app. I began to record their voices.

“No, definitely, no,” said Nikolai in a terse voice. “Getting her pregnant without her consent for the purpose of distracting her from some old flame is not the way to go here.”

Dmitri grimaced. “You’re right, that’s fucked up. I just don’t like the guy. He ran off, and he said if he couldn’t have her to himself he wasn’t interested in sharing, but I figure he’ll reconsider that entire idea and then he’ll be back, and if she’s not ours, really ours, by then, we’re going to have to try to incorporate him into this is in some way.”

“Wait, he seriously thinks he could have her to himself? He’s like that?” said Nikolai. “Well, fuck him, then.”

Johannes snorted. “Seems to me that we’re all like that when it comes to her, aren’t we?”

“I’m not,” said Dmitri.

Johannes raised his eyebrows.

“Well, not anymore,” said Dmitri. “At first, sure, maybe, but now that she and I are mated, I couldn’t do that to her. She needs more than I can give her, so I wouldn’t deny her that.”

“Except,” said Johannes, “you have been exclusive to each other for weeks now.”

“You’re one to talk,” said Dmitri. “You got really possessive of her—”

“Well, I’m over that, too,” said Johannes, defensive.

“Sure,” said Dmitri.

“Look,” spoke up Nikolai, “we should really think about that shower. Maybe if we were all together and not wearing clothes, we could dissipate some of this tension with us—”

“No tension,” said Johannes.

“What tension?” said Dmitri at the same time.

Yeah, there was tension all right. I was a little torn, because it scented very enticingly, and I was wondering what it would be like to be in the middle of this harem, actually. When they talked about all of them with Aurelie, could I be there too?

I’d never been with a man and a woman at the same time. Admittedly, I hadn’t been with a lot of women besides Aurelie, due to the comparison factor and all, but it was true that I hadn’t been celibate. When Dmitri had accused me of that, I’d felt guilty about it. The truth was, though, I’d mostly hit up men on apps. Hookups only. I’d often insist on hookups with no talking. I’d just give them the address and tell them to come upstairs and find me, face down on the bed. They were to smack my ass a few times, fuck it hard, and leave. Never had much problem with finding volunteers for that kind of thing, I had to admit.

I couldn’t help but begin to think of all sorts of interesting scenarios. Knotted into Aurelie while one of them was knotted into me, for instance? What would that feel like, being fucked and fucking at the same time? Softness in front of me, hardness at my back?

My scent rose, and I realized that I needed to be careful if I didn’t want to be discovered here.

No more thinking about sex, I scolded myself.

I was missing the conversation, anyway, which I was still recording.

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