Page 34 of Faith and Fury

“Yeah?” Jaxon croaks. His boxers are down by his knees, letting him stroke his cock freely. “Damn, she really took you all.”

“Mm-hm.” Micah grinds against the mattress.

Just as I think I’m getting used to the body-breaking stretch, Caleb starts to move, nudging my deepest spot with every thrust. Already I can feel the tell-tale signs of an orgasm well on its way.

A little faster, I want to sign, but even if he could understand me, I don’t have the willpower to release his shoulders. That hot, broad, powerful body is the only thing keeping me tied to the earth right now.

“Don’t fight it, omega,” Caleb grits out. “Come when you need to come.”

“Fuck yes,” Jaxon groans. “Show us how pretty you are, coming on our head alpha’s cock.”

My lips part in a silent scream. I grab Caleb’s shoulders so tightly he drops down to his elbows, caging me in.

“There it is.” Caleb grunts. “Keep coming. Don’t stop. I’m—” he groans. “I’m gonna knot this sweet pussy.”

It’s all I want. Somehow I feel like it’s all I’ve ever wanted.

His thrusts stutter before he suddenly stops, exploding with a broken roar, swelling up inside of me.

So this is what a knot feels like.

I shatter with a gasp, unable to tell where the last orgasm ends and this one begins. Why did Fang and I never try this? I know he said he wanted to wait, but it seems crazy we denied ourselves for—

“Omega.” Caleb puts his hand on my face, staring down at me earnestly. “Breathe for me. You’re okay.”

“Oh, no,” Micah panics. “Is it too much? Are you hurt?”

Fang, my inner omega despairs. He was meant to be the first. I took that away from him—from us.

I thought I had control of my heat. I knew the choices I was making, and the choices I could live with. But this? I … I’ve …

Caleb holds me close, letting me cry into his neck. “Good girl,” he purrs. “You did so well. Keep breathing.”

I’m not sure I’d be able to detach myself from his knot even if I wanted to. It pains me to think about it—to realize what I’ve done—but at the same time … I love the way he feels locked inside of me.

Like I’m finally safe.

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The pain wakes me up again. Except this time, I’m not alone.

I roll over, bumping into a warm, marred chest. Oh yeah. Jaxon. I guess I scratched him up pretty good.

My insides twist. I’m sweating. So hot I can’t think straight.

Jaxon stirs, those amethyst eyes cracking open. “Mm … Faith?”

It’s times like these I really wish I could whine. Chirp. Something.

Instead, I have to feel for him in the dark, trailing my hand down his hard abs. My heat is only going to get worse—I know that now. And as much as I want it to be Fang, I can’t survive this without the alphas right in front of me.

Jaxon turns to stone in my hand. “Oh. Oh. You’re—fuck, that’s good.”

I shimmy down a little lower, angling him just right.

“Woah, woah, just one second sweetheart. I’ve got a better idea.”

He grabs my hips, flipping me over so my ass is perched against his cock. My pussy trembles, already feeling him poke into me, imagining how good it’ll feel to be full again.

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