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Appreciative noises came from several of the others.

“Gods, I’m about to come all over again just watching this,” Lars murmured.

Niko made a ragged noise of agreement. “We need to watch her getting taken like this more often.”

“Every fucking day,” Clay seconded. “No, twice a day.”

My breasts bobbed with Ozias’s thrusts, and Casimir’s grin was feral as he watched them. “It makes me want to bite her again,” he agreed.

I leaned my head back, resting against Ozias. My lips curled into a smile. Iwassmall compared to my mate, and surrounded by the others, he’d put me fully on display.

But gods, I felt so powerful. Held tight by his hands, my body splayed out, I still held all of these incredible men riveted, the sight of me getting fucked mesmerizing them.

It was intoxicating.

“She loves your eyes on her,” Ozias growled to them. “I can feel it.”

Rough sounds of desire and surprise came from the others.

“Fuck, baby, is that true?” Clay rasped.

I nodded, words failing me. Pleasure tingled through my veins, getting stronger with each of my mate’s thrusts. Between my legs, tension built like everything Ozias was doing was concentrating tighter and tighter around the spot where his fingers circled.

A grunt left him. Swiftly, his other hand slid past my breasts to press down on the mating mark on my shoulder.

I gasped, pitching forward as the tension between my legs suddenly released in an explosion of ecstasy. Ozias’s grip on me was the only thing keeping me upright as he jerked his hips harder, driving his massive cock so deeply into me, it made my insides throb.

Panting, I hung in his grasp, limp.

Pale skin and dark hair caught the corner of my eye. I looked up to find Roan kneeling on the moss before me.

My core twisted with desire, but gods, I was exhausted. Spent and ready to sleep for days. Yet still my body craved the last of my giants.

And the demon he hid inside.

A smile lifted the corner of his mouth as he took my cheek. “Don’t worry, beloved. I have a proposal for you.”

51

ROAN

Sex-dazed and breathless, my beautiful treluria stared at me. The demon’s heightened senses could smell her renewed arousal, even over all the scents of sex, cum, and her release around us. Even now, she wanted me. Us.

But she was like a beautiful waif at a feast, fuller than she’d ever been in her life yet still trying to figure out how to have more.

My friends and I had fucked her in groups before. For gods’ sakes, the others had worked together to have her in veritable orgies.

But we’d never had herthisway. Never all of us together, one after the other with our powers on full display, fucking her until the soft skin between her legs was flushed red from taking so many of us.

She’d be lucky to be able to walk after this.

Inside me, the demon rumbled. It would fix that. It would fix everything.

If I would let it.

“What proposal?” my beautiful treluria breathed, blinking at me. Ozias had damn near split her open with that massive cockof his, and that was after Byron and the others usedeverytrick they could think of to show her how much she meant to us all.

Now it was my turn.

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