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Her praise makes me shiver.

Ignoring Easton’s muttering, I practice pulling out and going a little deeper on my next rut. It’s strange—not only the position, but also being able to feel Easton through the thin layer of tissue. His fingers brush my pelvis as he reaches around to tease her clit.

“Still okay?” I manage to choke out, nuzzling my nose to hers.

“So good,” she slurs, snagging my lip with her teeth. She nips at my mouth, and it makes me ache to bite her back.

All of our pheromones blend in the air, but I’m too distracted to question why she smells so heavily of Easton. It’s probably all the sex.

My hand moves to hold Briar’s waist as I practice rocking into her.

I have no fucking clue what I’m doing, but I grow a little braver when the omega begins to beg into our kiss.

Mount. Rut. Breed. Claim.My brain gets hyper-focused on the caveman loop that comes just before rut. They warned us when we got down to the baser thought process that we needed to be extra vigilant.

And I really do try, but my cock is harder than it’s ever been, and visions of Briar big and pregnant with my baby fill my mind.

It’s fucking weird.

I don’t even want kids, but I do want to fuck her so full of my scent that another alpha wouldn’t dare look twice at her.

Easton growls. “Make sure you grind against her clit with your pelvis. I’ve got to start moving, or I’m going to lose my fucking mind.” His hand moves to grip her hip just next to where I’m holding on. He pulls out, and it finally feels like I can breathe again…until he shoves back inside her.

Briar wails. There’s no other word to describe the sounds she makes as we both take turns working in and out of her soft little body.

“Do you enjoy being trapped between the two of us?” Easton murmurs close to her ear. “You like knowing you can wreck two alphas at once, don’t you, love?”

Briar sobs, and her pheromones pulse in the air. “So hard…” The rest comes out mostly incoherent, but it seems to indicate that she’s enjoying herself.

And thank fuck, because I still have no idea what I’m doing.

“God, beautiful, I’m already so close,” I admit, trying to focus on anything except the way her walls cling to my cock.

“Yeah, me too.” Her nails rake down my arms, and the scratches I spotted on Easton earlier suddenly make a lot more sense.

I pull back, and my lips rest against her cheek. Easton’s piercings slide against my dick through her, and there are too many sensations. Bringing my hand up, I wipe the hair back from her face and gasp when I spot the bright red claiming bite on her neck.

That sneaky motherfucker.

I’m so shocked that I freeze, but her core locks down on my shaft, and I lose the ability to hold back.

Fire licks down my spine to my tightening balls.

My hand migrates to the back of her head, and I growl, capturing her mouth again as my cock swells. My whole body jolts at the feeling of me spilling hot cum inside her.

Damn, I’m going to end up spoiled from sex with no condoms.

She moans, gushing around my length, and my head gets so foggy, I ramble more about breeding and owning her.

I’ll be embarrassed about that later. Everything gets hazy, and my dick is still so hard that I practice rocking into her again.

This is the best day of my life.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Keir

I’m in hell. There’s no other explanation for my current circumstances. I spend close to two hours listening to Briar’s begging moans before they finally settle down.

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