“Finn…” Hailey gasps, her nails scraping down my back as her body clenches around me. Her voice is soft, pleading, but I don’t stop. I can’t.

My hips slam into hers, over and over, my cock dragging against her walls as I try to focus on her—on her warmth, her softness, her touch. But Stone’s presence is a weight on my back, his hands gripping my hips, his body pressed against mine as if he belongs there.

“Fuck, Stone,” I hiss, my voice low and sharp. “If you’re going to do it, stop fucking talking and do it.”

A low growl rumbles from his chest, and I feel his grip tighten on my hips, his fingers digging into my skin. “You’re angry,” he murmurs, his voice rough and steady. “You should be. I deserve all your wrath, Finn. I promise?—”

I snap my head back, glaring at him over my shoulder. “I don’t need your fucking promises,” I growl. “I need you to shut up andfuckme.”

For a moment, he doesn’t move, his jaw tight. Then, without another word, he presses forward, the blunt tip of his cock sliding against my entrance. The stretch is sharp, burning, and I let out a low, guttural groan, my vision tunneling as he pushes inside me, filling me inch by inch.

The fullness is overwhelming, but that’s just the effect of an alpha’s cock. The heat flares brighter as my body clenches around him, and I can feel Hailey’s breath hitch beneath me as I move inside her again, harder this time.

“Fuck…Finn,” Stone groans, voice low and strained. His hands slide up my sides, gripping me firmly as he pulls back before thrusting into me again, deeper this time. “You feel so fucking good.”

“Don’t talk,” I snap, my voice trembling. “Just move.”

He does.

His thrusts are slow at first, as if he’s testing my limits, but I push back against him, forcing him deeper, harder. The friction is unbearable, every nerve in my body sparking as I rock between them—Stone behind me, Hailey beneath me.

The room is filled with the sounds of us—the slap of skin against skin, the ragged breaths, the soft, desperate moans. Hailey’s hands are everywhere, sliding over my chest, my arms, her nails biting into my skin as her body moves with mine. Beneath her softness, I can feel Stone’s strength, his cock stretching me, filling me completely, as if he’s trying to claim me all over again.

“Is this what you want?” Stone growls, voice low and rough as his hips snap against mine. “Is this what you need, Finn? To fuck your anger out?”

“I don’t need shit from you,” I bite out, my voice sharp as I thrust into Hailey, harder and deeper, making her cry out.

But it’s a lie, and we both fucking know it.

Stone’s hands grip my hips tighter, his pace quickening as he drives into me, the force of his thrusts sending me deeper intoHailey. She moans beneath me, her hands tangling in my hair as she pulls me down for a kiss, her lips soft and sweet against mine.

“You’re so beautiful,” she whispers. “You’re everything, Finn.”

Her words crack something inside me, and I let out a low, broken sound, my hips stuttering as I bury myself in her, the heat building higher and higher. Stone’s cock drags against that perfect spot inside me, and I let out a sharp gasp, my body clenching around him as the pleasure coils tight in my belly.

“Fuck, Stone,” I choke out, my voice breaking as my head falls forward. “Harder. I need…I need more.”

“Gods, Finn,” he groans, his voice thick with emotion. “I’ve got you. I’ve fucking got you.”

His thrusts grow rougher, more desperate, and I can feel his knot swelling, stretching me even further. Oh….damn…fuck…shit. Oh, how I missed the feel of this. My body clenches around him, my cock throbbing inside Hailey as the pleasure builds to an unbearable peak.

“Stone,” I gasp, my voice raw. “I hate you.” Tears stream down my face. “I fucking hate you.”

“I know,” he murmurs, his voice soft and filled with pain. “I know, Finn. I’m so fucking sorry.”

His knot locks inside me just as my orgasm crashes over me, and I cry out, my entire body trembling as I spill inside Hailey, the heat and pressure overwhelming. I can feel her clench around me, her own release following mine, her cries muffled against my shoulder as she clings to me.

Stone’s hands slide up my sides, his touch steadying me as he buries himself deeper, his knot holding us together. “You’re ours, Finn,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against my shoulder. “You can hate us with everything you have. We’ll take that hatred and hold it close, because it means you’re still here, still fighting. And we’ll spend the rest of our lives trying to turn that hatred into something else. Into trust. Into love. Because you’ve always been ours, and we've always been yours. Even when we didn’t deserve to be.”

For a moment, I can’t speak, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps as I collapse against Hailey, Stone’s weight a comforting pressure against my back.

And for the first time in the last few days, the anger doesn’t feel quite so heavy.

Chapter 55

Jax

The moment I step into the house, I know I’m fucked.