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I cry out as my orgasm shoots through every nerve in my body, lurching forward again, sending the heavily vibrating dildo deep into Clayton while I scream. I can feel myself gush, my muscles squeezing the bulbous piece tightly while I drench it in my release.

“Oh my god,” I moan, panting heavily as my legs start to shake.

I try to straighten up, a second wave of pleasure crashing through me and only heightening when I see Nash shove Clay down on his cock and lift his hips high, growling out his orgasm while he looks me in the eye.

My beta follows close behind, pushing back against me as his entire body locks up, yelling out his climax with a mouthful of Nash’s release, but it doesn’t stop him. Clayton keeps sucking, he keeps pumping his cock and I can see his muscles twitch with each spurt of cum.

Once it seems like I’ve finally stopped orgasming, and the vibrations have been turned off, I lose all the control I had over my body and all but collapse against my beta’s back.

I hear him chuckle, then swallow hard before what is obviously the sound of them kissing, and I love that because it’s adorable to watch but I can’t move. Not even an inch.

“You okay, pretty girl?”

I force myself to nod against him. “Great.”

“Can you move?”

“Nope.”

Nash chuckles as they start to shift a little. “I can come help, but it means I’ll be touching your naked body in multiple places.”

I appreciate that he’s giving me a heads up, but I couldn’t care less at the moment. Hell, I don’t think I’ll care ever again after this. “My boobs are on his back, and you stuck part of a dildo in my pussy. I’m good. Come fix me.”

They both let out a combination of a laugh, and a moan, and that sound is all the confirmation I need to know that I am, in fact, very much in love with my mates.

All of them, even the big dumb one who doesn’t want to get on the same page yet.

He will, though.

I’m going to make damn sure of it.

Chapter Twenty-One

REALITY TV

Indy

“Next time, we’re switching. I want to watch you bang Nash. I bet it was super hot.”

Smiling down at Clayton, I brush his hair out of his eyes. “I wouldn’t know.”

“It was.” Nash grunts from behind me, kissing my shoulder before resting his chin there. “It was very hot.”

“Next time, I need to stretch first.” I giggle as my beta pulls a face, lifting his arms above his head to wrap them around my waist. “I’m pretty sure I’m going to be feeling that for the next few days.”

Clay grins that evil grin. “That’s why we do it again. And again. And again. Then, when you’re ready, we’re sticking all three of our dicks in that pretty little pussy of yours, and you won’t ever have to worry about stretching again.”

I sigh as I lean back into my alpha and wrap my arms around my beta’s neck.

What these two did for me, I love them so much more than I can put into words for it.

They instinctively knew what I needed, and in a way, why I needed it, and they made it happen. And it worked. I feel evenstronger than I did before, and I feel like I actually do have some control over my life for the very first time.

While I know, in the long run, this is going to be something I’ll look back on and treasure, that I’ll refer to as a new beginning while I’m starting over, but it feels just a little bittersweet.

“He’ll come around, honey,” Nash whispers as he nuzzles my neck. “Have faith in that. In him.”

I look back at him with an arched brow. “Seriously?”

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