Page 98 of Heat Expectation

Her eyes widen. "Like… at the same time?"

"Told you we were gonna try it. You in?" Iggy asks. Imogen nods, not scared or worried. Her scent is bright and open, but one eyebrow lifts slightly in amusement, unsure how it will work. "Climb on top of Cass, Im."

Cass arranges on the bed beside her, and she straddles him.

"I can't believe I'm still horny," she muses, and Cass slaps her ass.

"You want all our seed, greedy girl."

Iggy climbs behind Imogen, pushing her torso forward. I watch closely. For moral support. And because it's hot as fuck watching my mate get railed, taking two cocks at once.

Imogen sinks onto Cass then moves up and down, and he holds her hips while she fucks him, but Iggy makes them both pause. Leaning closer, lending a hand cause I'm a good guy, I spread her ass cheeks so I can watch both cocks disappear inside her.

Iggy lines up against Cass's dick, and together they lower her down slowly. She hisses and freezes, so they wait, but I rub her back encouragingly.

"Get that toy," Iggy commands. I grab the toy with the hole for the clit, and I fit it over her, holding it in place. Then I turn it back on.

"Oh my god," Imogen moans, then sinks down onto both cocks, stuffing both inside her pussy.

Cass swears, and Iggy's control is slipping, but he helps direct her movements while I tease her clit with the toy. Imogen fucks them both more fluidly until she bounces her ass against Iggy while he drives the three of them, pounding and pushing her against Cass with each thrust.

"Don't knot her, not this time," I tell the guys. Iggy grunts in agreement, but Imogen's lost to pleasure. She cries out, and I rub the toy around, teasing her clit until she's coming again.

"I can't," Cass rasps, and I watch his face contort, then his hips buck, and he shudders, coming inside her. Iggy comes last, wrapping his hands around her front, pulling her back so she slides off of Cass's dick, and whips his hips at a brutal pace, slamming his pelvis against her ass, then he's coming.

I drop the toy, and while Iggy's still shuddering on top of her, I pull Imogen's hair back.

She looks me in the eye, hazy, sated, spent. "Are you ready?" I ask.

She frowns briefly until understanding dawns.

"I've been ready," she replies. I look at each of my brothers, and they nod. Cass leans close to her neck, high on her shoulder. I take the other side, with Iggy on her shoulder. And then we bite.

It starts with clarity. The quality of truth: there will only ever be one in my existence. And it's her. Imogen.

Her emotions slam into me. So complex, so many layers. The bond lights up, feathering down my skin, zapping through my veins. I feel my brothers more strongly, too.

But it all leads back to her.

A tear falls from her eyes, and she starts crying. "I'm so happy. I'm so happy."

We stay like that, basking in the warmth of the bond until the sun comes up the next morning. And it's fucking perfect.

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