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Mine. Mine. Mine.

The head of Cam’s cock pressed against my ass. I hadn’t thought about how thick he was, and I was already knotted to Everett. “It might be too much.”

“You think so, sweetheart?” His lips brushed my ear, breath making my skin tingle. “I think you can take it.”

“Can I? You’re too thick.”

He laughed, and the others followed, and then he was pressing inside me. “Thank you for the compliment, wife, but I think I’m just thick enough.” He growled his whisper, punctuated with the movement of his hips. “And I know you can. My Omega’s perfect ass will take this fat cock all the way in and let me fuck it until I fill it up with my cum and knot you against your other Alpha so you’re absolutely helpless with pleasure.”

“Cameron.”

“Say my name again,” he growled. “Right now.”

I shook with the power of his command. “Cameron.”

With a driving thrust, he pushed in. Enough to make me feel like I was breaking in the best way. Filled more than I ever thought possible, and there was still more of him.

“Everett made a mess of you, didn’t he?” Micah asked, running a finger through the cum on my skin and lifting it to my lips. Painting them with the flavor of almonds. “Seems a waste not to clean it up.” He lifted my breasts in his hands. Higher and higher, until I could almost reach them.

I never thought this would be a reason to be glad my breasts were large. But hell, there were all kinds of things I hadn’t thought about right now. The taste of Everett made me shudder, even from my skin.

His hands gripped my hips hard enough to bruise. “Keep licking me off you, and I’m going to have to fuck you again, little nymph. Knot or no knot.”

I met his gaze, daring him to do it, and licked the last of him up.

“There.” Cam pushed once more, and he was fully seated inside me. So full I couldn’t quite breathe. If it felt like this, I was fully okay with not breathing. Just give me this wholeness I felt in the center of my soul.

“Good girl,” Cameron whispered into my skin. “Our perfect Omega.”

They rocked their hips together and my eyes rolled back. “You’re teasing,” I whined. “I can’t. I can’t.”

“When you’re ready, open your mouth for Micah, and be ready. Because we won’t stop when you do. No more teasing.”

I was ready. I was fucking ready.

Closing my eyes, I opened my mouth.

Everett’s fading knot pressed inside me where bright sparkling, crackling ecstasy lived. Friction from the two of them fucking in and out. So close and so full and I was already overloaded in every sense I couldn’t take more. Right?

The orgasm slammed into me all at once. My whole body. Someone had connected me directly to a power line. I should have been glowing. Molten and hot and melting. Drinking chocolate and scenting lemon sugar.

One moment I was coming, and the next I was coming again, one into the next. I was too far gone to have one. I was made of only pleasure now.

I didn’t know how long they fucked me before they came. I only knew what it felt like when they buried themselves to the hilt over and over. The sounds of their effort and our bodies coming together. The scent and the taste of Micah as he held my lips against his swollen knot so I didn’t miss a drop. The unreal heat of Cameron finishing and filling me and Everett’s knot stretching me once more.

I couldn’t support myself anymore. My body was limp and soft and finally felt satisfied. For the moment. They caught me before I collapsed on Everett’s chest, purring as they turned me between them.

True sleep found me before I could say anything else. But I was thinking words of love.

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ALSTROEMERIA

(LILY OF THE INCAS, PARROT LILY, PERUVIAN PRINCESS)

MEANING: POWERFUL BOND

OCEAN

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