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“I want your knot, Daddy,” I moan. “Show me that fits too. I want to see how many orgasms it takes to make an omega pass out.”

“Oh Cerenity,” he says in grateful awe. “I bet it’s at least three more.”

“Four,” Jasper growls, sucking my clit into his mouth as Tommy begins to thrust up into me as he holds me tightly.

The only sounds are those of our moans, my occasional scream, and my pussy squirting as Jasper takes his job seriously. He must be licking Tommy as often as he is me at times, but neither of them are fazed. My vision darkens as Tommy’s knot begins to stretch my cunt, making me whine. I know I’m made for this, for them, but fuck is this intense.

“A little more,” Tommy rumbles as he licks up my sweat. The room smells like leather, apple pie, and surprisingly, fresh laundry. “Fuck, you’re so Goddamn wet. Cerenity!”

His roar is all the warning I receive before his knot slips into place. It feels different than it did with Auggie. Instead of simply feeling like I was complete, it feels as if I’m being remade from the inside out.

Shuddering as Jasper makes me come like a rocket yet again, I scream wordlessly as I’m locked into place by Tommy’s knot.

My body is one huge orgasmic beast as my nipples become harder than diamonds, and my skin pebbles in goosebumps. My vision does white out as Tommy gives me his cum, whispering words I can’t understand as ropes of his release overflow in me, getting pushed out along with my slick.

Refusing to allow that, Jasper pushes his fingers inside of me alongside Tommy’s knot, making me whine as he does.

“I got you, Mistress. Can’t let a single drop go to waste, and I’m not a fan of eating male cum,” Jasper smirks.

“He was just sucking at the base of my cock as he ate you out though,” Tommy huffs, out of breath as his body shakes from exertion.

When my heats get really bad, I watch porn, but it scares me more than it helps me. I’ve decided they’re a terrible way to learn about sex, I never knew sex could feel as if you ran a marathon before.

My breath is thready as I gasp for air, and I know I won’t be able to stay conscious for too much longer. My body is in overdrive, feeling too much, yet in a good way.

A tear leaks from my eye because I never knew how amazing sex could be. It can be sweet or animalistic, and I’m sure I’ll learn other forms of it. My alphas and beta will teach me, I’m sure of it.

Tommy licks away the tear as my eyes droop, whispering, “We’ve got you, baby. Rest. I already love you so much, and I can’t wait to show you what that’s like.”

The world drifts away as I fall asleep, safe in Tommy’s arms, with Jasper on his knees and his head on my thigh.

Chapter Twenty-Three

JASPER

Last night, Tiny fell asleep while Tommy was still knotted inside of her. The two of us just stared at her in awe, uncaring of how it would have looked if anyone walked in.

Nothing else seems to matter other than how peaceful she looked in that moment.

We slept on the blow up mattress on the ground, and it really isn’t large enough for us all. I rolled off several times, while Tommy snuggled Tiny close to him. Eh, worth it. Augustine and Gabe came in at some point, and I barely cracked open a lid as they chuckled and went to bed.

Tommy, Gabriel, and I are driving to Chicago today to deal with some logistics, pack up, and move back here. We’re planning to put most of it into storage until we’re able to decide on housing as a pack.

Which we haven’t had a formal conversation about yet with Gabriel and Augustine, it’s due to happen soon.

Tommy and I decided to donate all of the gym equipment that would work for his studio to Gabriel. We want to give him a little gift for his new business. The equipment is state of the art, and he mentioned that it doesn’t make sense for us to set up a dummy gym just for them to train at. The fighting rings will benefit both of them.

Since we’re all driving back together, the six hour ride will give us time to discuss this all.

“Why are you awake?” Cerenity mumbles as she shifts in the bed.

“I’m contemplating my life choices,” I tease her. “We’re going to Chicago to sort the businesses, our employees, and pack up our houses.”

I also need to check in with my brothers and see how they’re doing. Bentley is starting college this semester, so I worry less about him as the youngest sibling. He’s super focused, but he’s lived with me for the past five years, so I need to talk with him about if he’d rather live closer to me.

I’ll never assume anything about my siblings again.

Each of them are so damn different. Jackson is the wild child, and currently traveling the country with a band. He doesn’t even know Wren is safe and packed up, because he can’t be fucked to pick up the damn phone.

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