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“That’s right. Your mates are taking you apart, and you want more. You have your serpent’s fat dick in your ass and your little wolf fingering that pretty pussy. But I bet what you crave is all three cocks. Don’t you?” he asks.

I knew this fucker was a daddy, but dang, I like his style.

It’s not even a word that falls from her mouth, but something raw and hungry.

The tsking sound of his reprimand makes her clench around me, her bond vibrating with need. “I want the words, baby girl. Tell your alpha what you need.”

Gunnar curses as Fennik tugs on his hair, keeping his two mates held firm in his grip.

“Alpha,” Randi stutters the word between moans.

I squeeze her hip and nibble her neck, slowing my pace until she whines. “Better tell him, baby,” I murmur in her ear.

She whimpers, speech slurred. “Please, give me your cocks.”

I thrust hard, holding her in place.

“Where?” Fennik demands.

“All my holes. I want them all filled,” she screams the words.

Fennik nods, and I lift the shadow binding from her eyes.

“Then that’s what you get, baby girl. Thank you for asking so nicely,” he says, rubbing his big palm down her throat before taking her mouth.

When she’s shaking, he passes her lips to me. I ease her down into the nest with my shadows, my cock still inside her. I unbind her arms, my shadows massaging her muscles to work out any kinks as I cradle her back against my chest. She’s restless, her scent spiking as we get into position.

Fennik instructs Gunnar to wedge pillows behind me so that I’m propped against them on my back. My shadows wrap around her thighs, spreading her knees. I hook two fingers into her pussy and give a tentative thrust of my cock. From this new position, I can twist around and take a nipple into my mouth. I suck, pumping my hips and fingers until she’s open-mouthed and gasping.

Gunnar licks his lips, eyes trained on the place where my cock stretches her ass. “I take it back. That dick is a work of art,” he says, practically choking on the words.

Fennik growls, pulling Gunnar into a possessive kiss. The slick heads of their cocks brush against each other, then Fennik takes them both into his hand. The two cocks rock into the tunnel of his curled palm, both wolves moaning. The older wolf’s relentless, making Gunnar pant and moan. Before I even realize what he’s doing, Fennik sinks his teeth into Gunnar’s neck, and the submissive wolf howls.

Randi likes their show, her pussy clenching down on my fingers. I take another deep thrust, nudging my knot against her ass and strumming my thumb along her clit until she’s a slick, shaking mess. She whines, and two sets of eyes find ours.

The room is saturated with our scents, glowing from our marks, and thrumming with magical power. It makes my vision hazy, and my throat itches to expel the excess. I blow out a firm breath, keeping a tight hold on the valve so I don’t feed them too much.

“Are you ready to take all of us, little dove?” Fennik asks, his face is full of an alpha’s demanding arrogance.

Randi’s only answer is an omega’s whine that tugs everyone into action.

Chapter 44

Randi

Everything feels so good. My eyes can’t get enough of watching Fennik and Gunnar together. I love watching how the two of them touch—how I can see Fennik’s powerful strength being so gentle with our adoring wolf as he nurses his new bond mark. I felt the moment their bond snapped in place. It made my own bonds sing. That was the last thing, and now my horde feels complete, my soul filled with the love shared between us.

I want to clone them so I can watch and they can touch me too.

It’s a predicament.

Beneath me, Knox thrusts. The tapered ridges pulse and throb in my ass.

Shit. That’s fucking amazing.

My serpent is dicking me down so good I can barely think. Knox has a dick to write songs about. Absolutely fucking epic.

He sucks my nipple into his mouth.

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