Page 120 of Claimed By the Band

But they don't stop. If anything, they grow more intense—Dante's tongue never faltering as Silas adds his fingers to the mix, stretching me in the most delicious way. Damon swallows my desperate sounds with deep kisses that leave me breathless.

Just as I feel another orgasm building, Dante pulls back with a wicked grin. Before I can protest the loss, he's lifting me into his arms like I weigh nothing.

"Time to take this somewhere more comfortable," he purrs, already carrying me toward the bedroom. "Don't want to traumatize any delivery people who might show up."

"Since Knox and I already had our turn," Asher calls after us with a laugh, "we'll put away what survived of the groceries. But after that, she's fair game!"

I blush furiously at his words, burying my face in Dante's neck as he carries me down the hall. The others follow close behind, their combined scents wrapping around me like a physical caress.

"You're adorable when you blush," Silas murmurs, reaching out to brush my hair back from my face. "Especially when we all know how eager you are for us."

He's not wrong. Even now, I can feel slick coating my thighs, my body already aching to be filled again. Years of suppressing my omega nature has left me with what feels like endless need, even when I'm not in heat, but they never make me feel ashamed of it. If anything, they seem to delight in how responsive I am to their touches.

Dante carries me into the massive bedroom we all share now, laying me down gently on the king-sized bed. The sheets still smell like pack, like all of us together, and the familiar scents help ground me as they surround me again.

"Now," Dante purrs, crawling up my body with predatory grace, "where were we?"

I reach for him eagerly, pulling him down into a deep kiss. I can taste myself on his tongue, and the knowledge that he's marked with my scent makes something deep and primal andomegainside me purr.

Damon settles beside us, his huge hands sliding under my shirt. "This needs to go," he rumbles, helping me sit up enough to pull it over my head.

Now I'm completely exposed to their hungry gazes. But I don't feel vulnerable or ashamed. I feel wanted. Cherished. Loved.

"Perfect," Silas breathes, trailing his fingers up my sides in a way that makes me shiver. "Absolutely perfect."

I watch through heavy-lidded eyes as they strip as well, each revealed inch of skin making my mouth water. They're all so different but equally beautiful—Dante's wiry strength, Damon's massive, muscular frame, Silas's lean and powerful elegance.

"How do you want us?" Dante asks, pressing kisses along my collarbone.

"All of you," I breathe, reaching for them desperately. "Please, I need... need you to tell me what to do."

Surprise flickers in Dante's eyes, along with something darker. "Roll over," he growls, his voice rough with hunger. "I'm going to take you from behind while you suck Silas's cock."

The words send heat flooding through me as I comply eagerly. Damon helps arrange me on my hands and knees, his strong hands supporting me as Dante positions himself behind me.

Silas moves to kneel in front of me, his impressive length already hard and leaking precome. I lean forward to take him into my mouth, moaning around him as Dante pushes inside me in one smooth thrust.

"Fuck," Dante groans, his hands tightening on my hips. "So tight, so perfect for us."

I whimper around Silas's cock as Dante sets a steady rhythm, each thrust pushing me forward to take Silas deeper. Damon's hands find my breasts, adding to the overwhelming sensations as he pinches and rolls my sensitive nipples.

"That's it," Silas encourages as I hollow my cheeks around him. "You're taking us both so well."

Their praise washes over me like warm honey, making me melt between them as they use my body for their pleasure. But it's more than that—they're constantly checking my reactions, adjusting their movements to what makes me gasp and moan.

I feel Dante's knot starting to swell, catching on my entrance with each thrust. The sensation makes me clench around him, drawing a growl from his throat.

"Ready for my knot, beautiful?" he asks, his voice strained with the effort of holding back.

I moan my agreement around Silas's cock, pushing back against Dante desperately. He gives me what I need, pressing deep as his knot locks us together. The pressure against all the right spots inside me combined with Silas's taste on my tongue sends me over the edge again.

My orgasm triggers theirs—Dante filling me with his release as Silas spills down my throat with a groan. I swallow everything he gives me, licking him clean as Dante's knot continues pulsing inside me.

"So good for us," Damon praises as they help me collapse onto my side, careful of where Dante's still tied to me. "But don't think we're done with you yet."

I shiver at the promise in his voice, even as exhaustion starts to creep in. But I know they'll take care of me, keep me safe and satisfied as they always do.

As if summoned by my thoughts, I hear footsteps in the hallway. Asher and Knox appear in the doorway, their eyes darkening at the sight of us tangled together on the bed.

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