Page 51 of Marigold Run

Pleasure builds, winding so tight I can’t breathe, then I shatter.

I wrap around Dassy’s shoulders as I come and come and come. I cling to his sweaty body like I would fall off the planet if I let go.

Matching growls fill the air as both alphas near the end. Both my holes are bathed in their release, heat flooding my belly.

“You’re such a good omega.” Hutch grunts in my ear as he squeezes my breasts.

I tilt my head back, exposing my neck in an offering I don’t really mean. The last thing my logical mind wants is a mating bite, but my body craves it. Stupid omega hormones.

“You did so good, Mari.” Izan steps up onto the bed, walking on the unsteady mattress toward me. His loving gaze drinks me in as he comes closer, his hard cock bouncing with each step. “You’re so good for your alphas.” He caresses my cheek, before presenting me with the tip of his cock. “So sweet and submissive.”

Feral emotion slams into me, and I open my mouth. I suck him a few times, savoring the familiar flavor and feel of him against my tongue. Between the cock in my pussy, the one in my ass, and now Izan in my mouth, I feel so full.

Complete.

It’s too much.

“Please,” I mewl, letting Izan’s cock fall from my mouth, then I raise my arms. “Please,” I repeat, and my chin quivers. I’m so confused, unable to make sense of my own needs.

“Do you need to be loved?” Izan asks, cupping my chin so I’m forced to look up at him.

“Yes.” I raise my arms higher, struggling to form any other words. “I need…” My voice is a high-pitched whine.

“Okay.” Izan nods once, and Hutch and Dassy immediately move. They carefully pull their cocks from my sore body. A rushof cum and slick pours from me, but I’m too exhausted to be embarrassed.

“She looks so used,” Dassy says as if in awe.

Izan kneels, looking at my holes too. He grazes his fingers over both of my openings. “You took your alphas so well.” He dips one finger into my ass, then my pussy, feeling the mess the twins made. “Such a good girl.”

My face warms and my heart swells from his praise.

“Let me hold you.” Izan lies down, and he gently pulls me to him, turning me so we’re face-to-face. He grabs the base of his cock and pushes it inside my cunt.

I wince, sore and overly sensitive, then I wait to be fucked again. But Izan doesn’t thrust or force me to bounce. He just lets his hard girth rest inside me, stretching me, filling me. It has a weirdly calming effect on my body.

“Close your eyes, omega,” he purrs, pushing my messy hair out of my face. “Sleep, my love.”

Exhausted, I close my eyes, trying to make sense of what just happened.

Why did I ask for Izan?I don’t like him.Right? Sure, he’s not as bad as the alphas that abused me in the woods, but he’s still an asshole. Isn’t he?

He touches me all the time, making me feel things that I didn’t know were possible. But he also listens to me. All of them do. They care for me, making sure I’m happily fucked and soothed at all times.

Fuck!

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

I wasn’t supposed to fall for them! The Silva pack was just a means to escape Havenfield.How could I let this happen?!

Dassy’s soft lips press against my temple as he and Izan pet me. They both whisper soft praises, telling me how good I amand how proud they are of me. Hutch and Everly are quiet, the soft sound of their kissing not far away.

And at this moment, I feel so safe. Protected.

Tears prick the back of my eyes as I feel my sole reason for living start to slip away. My desire to find Stefan and avenge the pain inflicted upon both of us is slowly edged out by Dassy’s playful smile, Everly’s sweet voice, Hutch’s protective nature, and Izan…

Everything about that fucking alpha is consuming.

Goddamnit, what have I done?

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