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I snort. “You really managed to hurt her feelings. I had to assure her of your interest.”

Rush frowns, slowly prowling closer as he studies the two of us. “I assumed you were talking to Thorne.”

“I was talking to both of you,” she clarifies.

Rush’s Adam’s apple bounces as he swallows. “It seemed like one of those things better safe than sorry.”

“Now you know.” Lennox whimpers, curling forward. “Make your twin stop torturing me!”

I chuckle as her arousal pulses in the bond.

Rush comes to a stop in front of her, hitting his knees. I spread mine, which incidentally spreads hers, and he scoots closer.

“Does it turn you on, knowing you’re trapped between brothers?” My hair falls around my face as I dip my head lower to get close to her ear.

Lennox’s core contracts around my fingers at my words.

“Twins, to be exact.” Rush shoves his sweats down. “See, we all know Bear has a massive cock, even compared to how large most alphas are. There’s no chance of you fitting both of us inside you?—”

“I’m more than willing to try,” Lennox gasps.

“Such an optimistic little omega. Neither of us will gain any joy from ripping you in half,” I tell her, kissing her temple. “Let Rush stretch you out for me.” I pull my fingers free of her cunt and bring them to my mouth.

A low growl rattles out of my chest as Lennox whines.

Rush shoves her legs back down as they bounce, and I pin her feet behind my calves.

“Make sure you keep her trapped in place.” He wraps his hand around his cock and smirks. “You do want to be our perfect little fuck toy. Don’t you, pretty girl?”

“Fuck me now, please,” Lennox sobs, making a grab for his shoulders.

My instincts scream not to let her get away. It doesn’t even make sense, but I wrap my arms under hers, planting my hands on her shoulders and tugging her back.

Rush growls, stretching up and frowning. “Move to the recliner. It swivels. It’ll make this much easier.”

I snort as he moves out of the way, but I do indeed carry Lennox over to my favorite recliner.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Lennox

Bear moves us to a recliner in the corner that smells exactly like him. Why the hell didn’t we cuddle on this to begin with? My jaw falls as Rush kicks out of his sweats and knee-walks over. There’s a string of pre-cum dribbling from his tip, and my mouth waters.

I try to make a break for it, but Bear traps my feet behind his calves again as he barks, “No!”

Rush breaks out into a lopsided smile. “You’re not the only one dripping, but it’s damn near impossible to keep from burying my face in your pussy. Bear’s sweats are soaked.”

My face burns.

They really are.

He’s so hard under me that it almost feels wrong to want Rush so badly, but I need his bite.

Bear leans the recliner back as Rush plants a hand on the top near his twin’s head.

My shoulders tremble, and my head rolls around his chest as Bear squeezes both my tits in his massive hands. A wave of cramps racks through my abdomen, and my eyes squeeze shut as I moan.

“Fuck, come on, Rush,” Bear growls.

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