Page 136 of Juliet & Her Romeos

Ambrose’s lips curl at the side, revealing his canines. “Good because I own you now.”

Then he thrusts into me, and my eyes widen.

The breath is knocked from me.

He stretches me like no one has before. I’m filled, completely owned by the curve of his knot.

And I love it.

“Amby.” I grasp onto his shoulders. When my nails claw into him, he only thrusts harder. “Ambrose, Ambrose, Ambrose…”

At last, I say his name like a litany, a poem, a fucking summoning…but he’s already here, and his eyes darken at every gasp of his name.

I hook my legs around his waist. “More, Alpha.”

I need more of these delicious sensations.

Ambrose’s expression is as fearsome as an ancient god’s. “Don’t worry, you’ll getmoreof this knot. I’m going to bond and bite you, my perfect Juliet.”

Ambrose lowers his teeth to graze my neck, over Benedict’s bite. His dark gaze meets mine through his tumble of hair.

And that combination of sensations is enough, as his hard body presses against mine, to finally tumble me over the edge.

I scream as I come. Ambrose growls with pleasure at the same time.

But this orgasm isn’t the same as any other that I’ve had.

It’s not stopping.

It’s a continuous wave of blinding ecstasy.

Benedict’s hand tightens around mine.

Ambrose’s knot is growing even larger, locking us together.

It’s pushing me over the edge of pleasure.

Again…and again…and again…

I lose my words.

Thoughts.

Fucking mind.

I’m reduced to sensation and emotions, which make tears stream down my cheeks.

But I’m smiling.

I turn my head to meet Vito’s gaze because I need in this moment to see both my Alphas.

My two scent matches.

It feels like they’re both knotting me.

Swan and I have a pack.

We’re not abandoned any more.

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