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I pull out of her mouth, and she gasps, drooling, her eyes wet and teary.

“Fuck me,” she manages to get out.

It’s as simple as that. I know what she means.

I stare down at her, my gaze purposely blank, before I shake my head. “No. This is all you get. Now, for the first time in your fucking life, shut up and open wide for me.”

It’s a demand she knows better than to ignore. This time I don’t allow her hands. I shove into her mouth again as Noble angles his cock to slide deeper.

Her mouth is heaven as I pound into it, down to the back of her throat, deeper and deeper each time. The hard thrusts from Noble push her farther onto me, too.

So good and yet not enough. No matter how the pressure builds, the ache from the unrealized orgasm consumes. But when I come, I’m not sure that’ll be enough, either.

I have a gut feeling that it won’t until I’ve had her myself.

Noble pumps furiously and grips her hips tighter before I growl at him.

I can’t fucking take it.

I grip her hair against her scalp now, my other hand grabbing the side of her head, and I grind my cock so far down her throat my stomach jumps.

Just when she struggles to draw air, I pull out, loving the way she gasps.

“Keep this up and I’ll come,” I say.

Noble scoffs, shaking his head, although his rhythm doesn’t slow. We continue to work her until her eyes roll toward the back of her head. There are hands everywhere. On her clit, on her breasts, squeezing her neck.

Still holding her head, I fuck her face, listening to her grunts and hums and slight mewling sounds. Then she cries out, and I feel the vibration everywhere, Noble slowing and slamming out his own orgasm.

I’m the last to go over the edge.

But seconds later I do and explode down her throat, holding her forcefully down to make sure she swallows every last drop.

Chapter 11

Noble

The room is heavy with the scent of us and the truths we don’t want to speak out loud.

Especially for Torin, the one who is supposed to be getting married very,verysoon.

I should have stopped it. I shouldn’t have let him join in or, hell, pushed him to it. Taunted him. But he’s my alpha, and unlike with Dax, my wolf isn’t jealous or threatened by having him touch Ren.

Like with every other situation, it submitted to Torin’s animal.

I stare at him, my chest tight, sweat lining every inch of my body.

Even if Torin doesn’t want to admit it to himself, or to anyone else, he wants Ren. It’s been the elephant in the room since we met her, but now…now he certainly can’t deny it anymore.

His cock was just in her mouth.

And what does this mean for my mate? For our bond?

Her body clenches around mine, and I grunt, holdingher still against me through the last of my orgasm. Her pussy flutters around me, keeping me in place. I’m not ready to pull out.

Our kind will only have one mate bond, if any. The stories I’ve heard all my life are clear about that fact. One pair.

But Ren isn’t a normal wolf, is she? And as much as I fucking hate it—and I do—she wants Dax and Mathis, too.

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