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Aisling whines as I rub my beard across her gorgeous tits, still connected as I walk. My knot won’t go down for a while, but I’m not above offering her ass to Caelin. I’m a good friend.

“I need more,” Aisling whimpers. “Domhnall.”

God, my cock twitches inside of her when she says my full name, and I’m still rock hard. I grunt, slamming her back into the garage wall as I kiss and plunge my tongue into her mouth. She’s going to have bruises by the end of this heat.

My hips thrust shallowly, unable to do more since she’s knotted, but when I pull my hips back hard, she screams as I slip out a tiny bit before I slam back in.

“More!” she cries out as I do it over and over again, and Aiden peeks out of the house to see what the fuck is happening.

I’m torturing us both, and Aisling is playing the very willing victim as she mewls and tears spill from her eyes between the mixture of pleasure and pain. My lips move to her neck, loving the way she angles herself away so I can have access. I suck on a tender part of her throat, grazing my teeth along it, wanting to claim her.

“No!” Aiden barks, staying my hand. Fuck, I hate when he uses his alpha bark but the second she begs for me to claim her, I will. He won’t be able to constantly watch and protect her.

Pouting, I kiss her lips, and Aisling takes a deep breath, freezing. Aiden’s scent is filling the air, smelling like leather and aged whiskey. It’s a familiar scent, reminding me that he’s mine and hers.

If he can get his shit together.

“Why do I smell that scent again?” she wails. “Am I going crazy?”

“What does it smell like?” I ask. I know damn well what my alpha smells like. It’s one of my favorite scents. Her gaze is on mine, and I rush past Aiden, so she won’t notice him. Caelin is on my heels as I mount the stairs to walk up to the attic where her nest is waiting. We barely finished it before our date.

If Aiden’s scent in her house hadn’t tripped her heat early, we’d still be kidnapping her. We’re all tired of waiting after stalking her for so long. No matter how we paint this, we are the villains in her story who need her, and I’m perfectly fine with that. She’ll come around after her heat. She has to.

Evan is waiting outside of her nest, the door already pushed open, so she’ll be the first through it. Well, I guess I’ll have to be included in that, since we’re currently a package deal.

“Like he’s mine,” Aisling growls, making me groan.

“He’s real, Sugar. Just wait a little longer, please. I want to show you your nest,” I tell her.

Striding through the door. I watch as she takes in the curtains around the mattress on the ground raised slightly by several pallets. The mattress is custom made to fit us all, and there are pretty blankets in all of her favorite textures.

Aiden described everything in her tiny nest perfectly, in an effort to help us shop. We spent a fortune on Aisling, because this is important.

Even though she couldn’t create her nest herself, I want her to feel safe within it. All of the windows have been changed outto stained glass to change how much light comes in, and I can feel the way that Aisling is softening in my arms.

She’s melting against me, until her lips are on mine.

She likes it.

Taking off my shoes, I climb onto the mattress, dropping to my knees as I pull off my clothes. I drop them nearby, so my scent will sink into the fabrics surrounding her, as a reminder that I’m hers.

“On your back, Domh,” Caelin growls, fully nude as he strokes his cock above me. I’m surrounded by gorgeous, naked men as Evan moves to stand next to him, and I flip to give them access.

Caelin spreads Aisling’s cheeks, diving between them as he licks her asshole, pushing his tongue inside.

“Oh. Oh, Jesus,” she gasps, making me chuckle.

“Use our names when we’re fucking you, Aisling, or I’ll have to gag you,” I growl. Evan helpfully opens a chest of drawers, dropping the gag onto the mattress.

Her eyes grow larger before they roll back, and my knot finally deflates, allowing me to rock my hips back and up. Aisling moans at the sensation, and I widen my stance beneath her until my feet are flat on the mattress so I can aggressively fuck her.

Slick, fuck, mine.

I’m losing myself to the haze that comes with a heat for an alpha. It’s why I’m glad that Evan is here, a funny twist of fate when I’ve always been the one to temper him. Her pheromones won’t affect him as much, which will help him keep his head clearer, so he can remember to make her drink water or eat a frozen grape or two.

She never did eat dinner.

It’s too late to worry about that as she clings to me, her thighs spread on either side of my waist as she comes between Caelin’s wicked tongue and my cock with a pornographic moan.

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