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His alpha bark makes me shudder as I come harder than I ever have before. My fingernails are clawing at Evan’s thighs as I fall apart, my vision whiting out as Domh starts to stretch me wide with his knot.

I can hear his panting breaths as he rocks his hips, and pushes his knot inside of me.

Fuck, it hurts, but at the same time, I need it.The slick is ridiculous right now, and they’re going to need to professionally clean the vehicle, but no one cares. I can smell our mingled scents, and desperately want Domh to bite me.

I want my scent to change slightly, telling everyone else that I belong to someone.

Fuck, I want to be wanted. The heavy turn of my thoughts make tears spill faster down my cheeks, but it’s cathartic. After today, I’ll belong to someone forever. Never forgotten, with loads of time to get to know them properly. Their profession, whatever it is that they may do for my father, doesn’t scare me.

I want my pack.

My fingers hold, scratch, curl around whatever is possible as Domh’s knot slowly slides deeper inside of me until it pops in. Fuck, I feel so full, and yet it’s incredible. The fear of my heat is diminishing, though trauma isn’t healed by a really good dick. I’ve been doing the work for myself, I’m just so tired of being alone.

I want someone to want me, but I have a feeling it’ll look different than I ever thought. These guys aren’t the clean cut men that Pack Royal is. Their edges are rough.

“I’m going to come,” Evan groans. “Swallow me down like a very good girl, Aisling.”

I don’t know what he means until his cock twitches and his cum shoots to the back of my throat. Rope after rope follows, and I swallow as best as I can. There’s so much of it as I mewl, making Evan chuckle.

“God, your throat is so fucking tight,” he says, his hand clenching around the column of my throat. I can’t breathe, but I’m not afraid. Cum dribbles out of the corner of my mouth, and Evan simply smirks as he groans.

“We’re home,” Caelin grunts.

“Not yet,” Evan says. “Not ready to leave this perfect mouth, but I can’t wait to watch one of you knot her throat.”

Would I panic if that happened? I don’t know.

At the moment, I feel floaty and happy, though I know it’s temporary. My heat is going to rage hard, and the only antidote is lots of fucking and cum. I can tell by how warm my body is, that this is going to be a rough one. Call it intuition if you would.

A cold prick of fear threads through me as Evan pulls his cock free of my mouth, the pop as the tip releases bringing me out of my worries that they may not take care of me. His tongue licks up the trail of cum that I couldn’t swallow, and then his mouth and tongue continue down my body.

Despite the fact that Domh is knot deep inside of me, Evan spreads my lips open, so that he can suck on my clit.

“Oh, oh!” I squeal as I buck upward for more. I need him to never stop. “Fuck. I want to keep you.”

Evan’s fingers link in mine, but he never stops, even when another crashing orgasm chases the last one. Screaming, I watch as Domh follows me, roaring as he comes. This is just the beginning. I demand more.

Chapter 19

Domh

I’m knot deep inside of Aisling, a fucking obsession come true, and now have to maneuver her inside. She looks flushed, her breasts reddened by both my facial hair and Evan’s efforts to test her boundaries.

Our little omega seems to like the bite of pain.

Evan looks perfectly dressed in his jeans and long-sleeved blue T-shirt. His open coat just seems to add to the illusion that he didn’t just come down Aisling’s throat. Her first face-fucking, and there are mascara marks trailing down her cheeks.

Fucking glorious. She’s going to be so wrecked by the end of her heat. I can’t wait to see what she thinks when she’s attached to the spreader bars or handcuffed to our bed.

Lifting her up, I grind her on my knot inside of her to make her writhe for me. I wish I had a blanket, but we’re parked in the garage, so it’s not a long walk inside. Leaving her coat behind, I yank up my pants and follow Evan out, as I dip my head to suck on her nipples.

I can do multiple things quite well, and Aisling pulls me closer to her with her fingers buried in my hair. I’m not at all as well put together as I was when I left the house earlier.

She already looks like a beautiful mess with her skirt shoved up around her waist and breasts spilling out of her corset. Her hair is a chaotic tumble of waves, and Aisling’s lips are puffy from being forced open by Evan’s cock as he face-fucked her.

Caelin holds the door that leads into the house, making me wonder what Aiden’s next move will be.

Is he hiding, or waiting for us to come in?

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