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“It’s such a pretty pussy, though, peanut,” Gabriel growls, surprising me. “I didn’t get to see you before bed. Can I fuck you in the shower with Augustine?”

“Yes,” she whines. I’ve never watched an alpha move as fast as Augustine as he scoops her into his arms in a bridal carry, whispering words of praise in her ear as she perfumes.

Watching as they disappear, Tommy groans. “Fuck, I’m not leaving if I hear her pretty moans. I’m going to shower,” he grunts, standing.

Happy I’m not going to have to wrestle his big ass, I get up as well, deciding I’ll throw out the mattress when I come back from my shower. Thank fuck for two bathrooms in the apartment next door. I’m probably going to need to rub one out.

As Cerenity’s first moan echoes through the apartment, I shove Tommy out the door, making sure to lock up behind us.

“Goddamn, she’s a fucking siren,” I mutter as we leave behind her apartment.

Nodding his head, Tommy agrees. “I’d follow that little omega into the fires of hell, and enjoy every moment though. The crazy part is that she doesn’t even know the power she has over us.”

CERENITY

I’ve never been tossed into someone else’s arms before. The second Auggie cleared my bedroom door with me in his arms, I was airborne. Squealing, I gasp as Gabriel catches me with a wide grin.

“Peanut, did you really think I was going to drop you?” he asks as he bursts into motion. There’s so much restless energy in his body. Gabe always seems to be in motion, or holding himself in place by force.

“Why do you call me that?” I ask as he flicks on the light and sits me on the counter. It’s cold, making me hiss as my bare ass hits it.

Shoving off his boxers, he shrugs as he turns on the water so it’ll warm up.

“You’re tiny, baby girl,” he says with a smirk. “There’s this fierceness inside of you, though, which is why you’re also the perfect mistress to Auggie’s Daddy.”

“I think I need to fuck your perfect ass to remind you who you belong to, Gabriel,” Auggie growls, pulling Gabe into his arms to kiss him hard.

Pressing my thighs together, I watch them like a voyeur. God, they’re so hot. Gabe’s fighter build is thick and muscular, his tanned skin beautiful against Augustine’s paler tone. Augustine’s blondish-brown hair is longer than Gabriel’s tight curls, and their facial hair is well groomed.

Licking my lips as I watch Augustine’s deep V revealed as Gabe pushes off his boxers, my head drops back. I have to touch myself. God, they’re so damn hot.

Lifting my legs to balance onto the edge of the counter, I drop them open as I push my fingers inside of my pussy. Chest already beginning to heave, I have to admit it’s not going to take long for me to come. They have me so fucking worked up, it’s absurd.

As my thumb begins to rub over my slick covered clit, Gabriel drops to his knees in front of Auggie now that his boxers are tossed to the side. Nostrils flaring, they both glance at me.

“Fuck, a part of me wanted to tell Auggie to eat you out while I get his dick wet, but the other part of me…”

“Wants to watch,” Auggie growls, gripping Gabe’s head in his hands. “Come on, baby boy. Open wide and get my dick wet. I don’t feel like giving you any more lube than what your hard work offers.”

Holy fuck.

Whining as I watch Gabriel follow Auggie’s instructions, swallowing his alpha’s thick, pierced dick down his throat. Rubbing my clit languidly to draw out my rising orgasm, I squeeze my breast with my other hand. Augustine’s head drops back as he groans, and my body shudders in sympathy.

They work together like two lovers who have been together for years, because they have, despite their differences. Their hot, hooded gaze stays on me, though, as Augustine pulls Gabe’s face down to his knot.

“Yes,” he hisses. “Let the saliva dribble from your lips. That’s it, just like that. Fuck, yeah. Suck on my knot, little cum slut.”

Keening, I come with a half scream at his words as if they were meant for me.

“Your mouth is so fucking dirty,” I gasp.

Augustine draws Gabe up to breathe with a filthy grin before he kisses him, pulling him to stand.

“You both fucking love it,” Auggie growls. “Get in the shower before it gets too cold for the princess.”

Scrambling, we both get into the shower, and I stifle a giggle as I wonder which of us is the princess, Gabe or me. Augustine gets in behind me, pulling me into his arms to kiss me. He tastes vaguely of mint and watermelon after kissing Gabriel, and I moan into his mouth.

“Are you going to be a good girl for Gabriel, or the pretty little brat you are?” Augustine asks with a chuckle.

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