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She grumbled but didn’t protest more. I peeled the banana, and when I held it up to her, she giggled. “Still like watching me eat bananas?”

“Always, wife.”

Ocean ate the banana one bite at a time, never taking her eyes off mine. It was only my Alpha instinct to make sure my Omega in heat was fed and protected that prevented me from stealing kisses and making her arousal surge all over again. As it was, I felt her skin warming and her perfume swirled around us.

“I also brought you a muffin. Do you want it?”

“Not right now.”

Micah was already on it. He took the muffin and the peel away, exiting the nest briefly. After drinking some water, my Omega burrowed into my side beneath the blankets, but didn’t stay still. She curled in on herself and moaned and sighed. “I’m not used to this.”

“What’s that?”

“This kind of heat.” Climbing up my body, she pushed her face into my neck, seeking my scent. “It’s not like this. Ever. But I can’t stop.”

Slowly releasing my purr, I held her and let her explore. Whatever she needed, I would give her. “You don’t need to stop. But everything happened so fast, we wanted to ask you.”

“What?”

“Is there anything you don’t want us to do? Our instincts are driving us just as hard as yours, baby. So if we let go it might not be soft or gentle. We want all of you, hard and fast. I want to pin you down and take what’s mine and make you come so hard you pass out. So if there’s something you don’t want? Tell us now.”

She kept breathing me in, thinking for a second. “Anything we’ve already done is fine. Ask me for something new. But other than pain, I can’t think of anything I don’t want.”

“No pain. You’ve had more than enough pain. All I want to do is make you feel good.”

Her lips found mine, at once desperate and soft. She whined. “I can’t believe I’m about to say this out loud.”

“Say what?”

Barely a whisper against my lips. “Can I have a different kind of banana?”

I’d been half-hard since before I fucked her the first time. Not anymore. My instincts raced to the surface to meet hers and made me rock hard. Gripping the back of her hair, I tilted her face back so I could see her. Kiss her. Tease her briefly. “How can I say no to that when you asked so nicely?”

Her tiny whimper made all the remaining blood I had flow south. Fuck, I loved the sight of her desperation. All for us. I kissed her slowly before I released her.

“Lie down, Omega. Let me feed you.”

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IRIS

(SWORD FLAG)

MEANING: FIRE; FLAME; I AM BURNING WITH LOVE; I BURN

OCEAN

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In life, there are things you imagined and never believed you’d do. Like the things you watched in porn. It might be hot, but you’d either never do that thing, or it wouldn’t be nearly as sexy as you imagined.

Lying on the floor of the nest, arching my back, and allowing my Alpha to push his cock straight into my throat was easily one of the hottest things I’d ever done. And I’d seen my fair share of those videos. No one told me it could feel like this.

Like even though he was above me, feeding me his cock, I was the one who held all the power.

Everett’s piercing was cold and heavy in my mouth. Strange when it pressed deeper, but I didn’t have the same resistance. Heat pulsed in my veins like a living thing, opening me up in every way possible. I wanted all of him. Every single inch.

He was the longest and straightest of my husbands. So he slid in and in and in, and when I felt the skin of his stomach meet my lips, he let out a growl that had my body gushing with slick and arousal and my cunt clenching for a knot because it was empty.

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