Page 158 of Priceless

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“We talked about this. I’m going to crush you.”

“Then crush me, Ocean. I don’t fucking care.” Cameron yanked my hips downward so my pussy was directly over his mouth so he could devour me. Micah had my hands behind my back so I had no leverage to move.

“I don’t want to kill you,” I moaned. My head fell back on Micah’s shoulder, and he laughed, but I heard the exhaustion. We were all spent.

Cam’s only response was to suck my clit between his lips and tease it exactly the way I liked. I was already on the edge, thanks to the last of his toys. One last one I’d never tried, and I hadn’t picked because I had no idea what it did.

The clear plastic that looked like an oxygen mask sealed over my pussy and created suction so hard that everything swelled. And now, my swollen clit and cunt were twice as sensitive to his tongue. His lips. His fucking teeth.

He scraped them over the top of my clit just hard enough to make me fall apart. Shudder and gasp. Sweet torture. My heats had never been this long, and every time I came it was better and worse and I would never have enough.

“Everett, hand me that.”

The suction toy. With vibration. It went against my clit and Cameron fucked me with his tongue. I panted, trying to speak and unable to get a word out.

Micah kept my wrists in one of his, using his other arm to pin me to his chest. “One more, princess. Give us one more.”

I shook my head. It wasn’t possible. The pleasure was too sharp and too big and there wasn’t anywhere to go from here.

“One more.”

“It’s too good for more.”

Everett caught my face and kissed me the way only he kissed me. Hard and deep and all-consuming. Micah licked my neck and bit down just enough to make me feel it, and I exploded.

Rich warmth that sank through me and made me squirt, which was Cameron’s favorite. Everett swallowed my scream and kept me close, kissing me through the pleasure and into the relief and coolness following the orgasm.

Coolness.

I shook, body weak. The shift from fire to ice was jarring, sweat cooling on my skin. Everett felt the difference and looked at me. I melted into him. “I’m done. It’s over. It’s over.”

His smile was blinding. Kissing me again, he moved me, pulling me off Cam’s face and bundling me into a corner of the nest with a soft purple blanket.

He brushed the hair off my face. “You okay?”

“I think so. I’m cold now.”

Tucking himself in behind me, outside the blanket, he offered me his warmth and his purr. Cameron was next, laying his head on my hip. Micah pulled my blanketed feet into his lap, and for long minutes, we just rested.

“I need to sleep for like a week,” I said quietly. The heat lasted three days, and they were the most intense days I’d ever experienced. Incredible and life-changing as much as exhausting. “And at the same time, I don’t want it to be over.”

“Me either, princess.”

They were mine.

Now that my head was clear and hormones weren’t wreaking havoc on my system, I could fully process it. They were my Alphas. Scent matched.

That last moment with Micah biting me sprang to mind. I wanted that. But real. I wanted them to bite me so I belonged to them in every way possible. Not just marriage and not just scent matching. Forever.

“What are you thinking?” Micah asked.

I shook my head, clearing it. “What?”

“I’ve never seen that expression before, and your scent turned as sweet as honey. What were you thinking about?”

A blush overtook my body. I looked away, and Cameron caught it. He smiled, but there was a little sadness with it. “You can trust us with anything, sweetheart. Promise.”

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