Page 64 of How to Keep a Fae

Jayga slams deep. I feel the knot lodge, locking us together.

August

I’m half-crazed, out of my mind with lust and need. If anybody came into this room now and tried to stop us, I swear I would kill them with my bare hands.

I’m the rational one. The one who calculates. Not that I’ve done much of it today. Jayga’s bullshit has tipped me right over the edge. There’s no way back now.

No one will interrupt us, I rationalize. Yet an animal side of me I don’t recognize is in command. We need to take her blood, to bite her, to mate her, together, both of us, so there can be no doubts. He’s locked in a sweet cunt, but I need to be inside her too.

He’s had her twice, and I want my dues—I want to challenge him even though that makes no sense.

Something is off here. He’s crowded over her, filling her, coming inside her. If he bites her now without me, will he claim her as his mate?

My head hurts. Breathing hurts. My dick aches, as do my teeth for the need to bite.

I feel uneducated on the ways of mating bonds when there is more than one mate.

My father said Jayga would know what to do, but does he know what to do about this?

Alphas talk about it all the time. Even those who don’t want to mate join in the discussions, as we guess mostly, and regurgitate old rumors about how claiming one might go down.

That is all they are, though. Rumors. Suppositions. Nothing is a fact. Nobody tells you how two alphas mate with a single omega. Nobody really knows. It’s unusual within Sanctum, but it does happen in Hydorian, so I know it can be done.

Not that rumors nor knowledge could help me when I’m nothing but raging lust and hormones. The effects of my rut are bearing down upon me, demanding I act.

I take Jayga by the throat. He’s still locked in her when I shove him onto his back, and she tumbles with him.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” he growls.

“I need inside her, too. Bite her before, and I will rip your fucking throat out.”

He bares his teeth at me. His arm tightens possessively around her… and suddenly grunts, his hand cupping the back of her head, holding her to him. “Fuck! She bit me.”

If I thought I was blinded by the rut before. It’s nothing compared to how I feel now.

His arms shoot out, and one palm slams into the center of my chest, halting me.

“Only a mark,” he says. “We both know she wants you too.”

My chest heaves. I’ve got tunnel vision.

Until she lifts her head and glances back at me. Her pretty eyes are dark with lust, having them on me calms the rampant beast inside me.

“Please,” she says, “I need you August. I need you inside too.”

His hand slowly releases me. He slides both palms down her back to cup her ass. “What are you waiting for,” he challenges.

My eyes lower to the point where they are joined. He slowly lifts her up, letting me see where he’s knotted. How it slides easily in and out.

She’s so open.

I swallow thickly.

Surely no fae should ever endure what we have already done, yet she did. Easily. Gladly.

He continues to taunt me, rocking his hips, thrusting in and out of her slippery cunt.

“She feels so fucking good. We could both get in her hot pussy, couldn’t we, little queen? Our cocks together. You could take us, couldn’t you? Take us all the way inside. You’re not a human omega. You’re fae made of magic itself. If our cocks need inside, if that’s the only way we can mate you, you could bear it, couldn’t you? For us.”

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