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A shudder rolled through my whole body. I didn’t need to tell him I understood. That was crystal fucking clear.

“Look at me, princess.”

I managed to open my eyes and look up at Micah. He took my face in his hands, and something surged. The control he’d wanted and given to me because he knew I needed it. I gave it back willingly, and nothing had ever felt so right.

He took my mouth. Hard, fast, and deep. I didn’t know how long it took and I didn’t care because the feeling of him fucking me was everything.

“There,” he groaned. “There it is.”

Micah pulled back and spilled into my mouth. I reached for him and held on because if I didn’t hold on to something, I was going to give in and swallow him because he tasted so fucking good and it was all I wanted.

New fingers gripped the top of my hair, turning me. Everett. He barely put his cock to my lips before he came, shuddering. Oh, fuck. I needed?—

The richness of him. His almond was the strongest, spinning together with Micah and calming something in me. It was almost perfect.

Almost.

Why was this what I needed?

Fuck the questions and anything else that told me I shouldn’t want this. I shoved them aside with any judgment and doubt. Who gave a shit? No one else was here but the four of us, and we were all that mattered.

Cam stepped in front of me and smirked, pressing the head of his cock against my lower lip. He closed his eyes, hips jerking as he came. His cum mixed with theirs, adding the sharpness of lemons and that elusive hint of sugar.

“Swallow us, wife.”

I did, without hesitation.

It was the three of them, but so much more than that together. My Omega preened with the knowledge that she’d done that. She’d made them come and taken it all.

Micah lifted my chin once more and ran his thumb along my lip. He quirked an eyebrow with an amused smile. “Feel better?”

“I don’t know what came over me.”

Slowly, Everett helped me back into the robe before lifting me to my feet. “We don’t always have to know. And instincts or not, your mouth is a fucking miracle.”

“You haven’t even been inside it yet.”

He tied the sash of the robe and tugged me into his still-naked body. “Yet, being the key part of that sentence.”

I swallowed again. The flavor of my husbands still sat heavy on my tongue. It seemed impossible for them to taste so good, or to want to get down on my knees just to have them do it all over again.

Cameron noticed my blush and took my hand, spinning me under his arm with a grin. “Don’t go shy on us, sweetheart. That was incredible.”

“Not shy, just weird.”

He laughed. “Weird?”

“Yeah.” I cleared my throat. “That might be the best thing I’ve ever tasted.”

Still slowly dancing me around the room, Cameron started to purr. They all did. “I’m not sure I can tell you how much my Alpha loves that. But I still don’t know why it’s weird.”

“Because I can’t tell people that,” I said, breaking into laughter. “If someone asks me my favorite flavor, I can’t just tell them it’s my husband’s cum.” My voice wavered on the last word, and I blushed over my entire body. The embarrassment made sweat begin to gather. I wasn’t ashamed of it, and yet I’d been so trained to be embarrassed by everything to do with pleasure and me that I couldn’t help it.

Everett stole me away from Cam and kissed me. The way he loved to kiss me. Consuming me so deeply I didn’t know up from down. Open mouths, tangling tongues, and my every breath belonging to him. “You can tell people whatever you want, little nymph. I would happily tell people that my favorite thing to eat is my wife’s pussy. The only reason I haven’t is because I don’t want you to murder me in my sleep.”

“I wouldn’t murder you.” I smacked his arm.

“No? Then I’m finding the nearest reporter.”

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