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Matthew reads the passage. “With the baby, is that safe?”

“As long as we’re clean and she’s not having any pregnancy-related issues down there,” Gabriel answers. “Are you joining?” he asks Matthew.

We all wait for Matthew’s answer. He’s never initiated anything with me and I haven’t pushed it. He turns the page and skims more of the scene. “Well… it wouldn’t be a gang bang if there were a hole left empty.”

Shit. It’sthatscene.

Chapter Seventeen

LIAM

“Okay,so… I have to tell you guys something,” she says, capturing our combined interest. Her next words are hesitant, like she’s confessing some dark sin. “I’ve never actually done anal.”

“You haven’t?” I ask, confused. Because she writes about it often. “It’s in a lot of your books.”

“It’s a popular taboo that’s not too risky. Wait, how many of my books have you read?”

I shrug. “All of them.”

“All of them?” she squeaks. “That’s like twenty books.”

“Twenty-three,” Matthew says. He flaps her latest one, the new release that’s not out yet. “Soon to be twenty-four. Can we borrow this?”

She slaps her hands to her face and drags them down slowly. “Oh my God. Even the…”

“The one with the stepbrother?” I ask. “Yeah. That was Matthew’s favorite.”

“I liked their banter,” Matthew chimes in. “They were funny.”

She groans louder, like she’s pained.

That’s enough of that. Our omega has nothing to be ashamed of. There’s no desire, no fantasy we’d ever shame her for. I love her filthy mind. She’s given me so many good ideas. I stand up, the couch creaking from the loss of my weight, and extend a hand to her. She has trouble getting off the couch sometimes but she’s too proud to ask for help.

“Come on, kitten. We’ll go home and Gabriel will check you to make sure it’s safe and walk you through it.”

“It’s not that bad,” Gabriel says. “Matthew and I do it all the time.”

Kat hugs Waffles to her chest and squeezes him in a hug, then sets him down and takes my hand. She lets me pull her off the couch and into my arms. “Okay.”

See how quickly she gave in? Hardly a protest at all. There’s no shame in finding all the different ways to please yourself or your lovers. But I am curious about one thing. “Your old pack never…”

She shakes her head. “Christian, the other athlete, only liked men. He only took a supportive role during my heats. Cooked, did laundry, helped me bathe, that sort of thing. I only had sex with Josh and Isaac.”

“Hmm.” I keep my comments about her lackluster old pack to myself as I lead her out to the truck. Gabriel and Matthew follow, locking up behind them.

She’s quiet and fidgety in her seat, so I turn the volume up and play one of the artists she likes. I saw the name in her music app when she fell asleep with it open one day.

Kat’s still nervous when we get to the pub, but she appears less like a startled rabbit about to bolt once we’re inside the apartment, surrounded by the scent of pack.

Gabriel takes over, talking to her softly as he leads her to the bathroom to get examined and then get ready. If he says it’s not safe, we’ll detour and come back to it later. I’m a patient man.

Matthew and I both start undressing while we hurry up and wait for them. “Are you okay with this?” I ask him, checking in.

He sits on the chair to take off his shoes and socks. “Yeah. I’ll take her mouth. Gabriel is slimmer.”

He’ll be easier for her ass to take, he means. In her virgin hole.Fuuuck.The possessive alpha in me wants to claim that cherry for myself. But my cock isn’t fit for an anal virgin. She’d never trust us back there again.

I grunt my approval. “Sounds good.”

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