Page 102 of Mask and the Magnolia

My alpha knows what I need without uttering a word between us. He’s so in tune with our pack that we don’t have to say anything at all and he’s already answering a question or fulfilling a need. It’s amazing, really, the way Vin can read us inside and out, and I’ve never been more grateful for it.

Any other time, he’d use that to his advantage by dragging this out and letting Calix continue to edge me until I’m a sobbing mess, but he won’t right now.

“Please, alpha,” I gasp as my beta tries sucking my soul out through my pussy. “Please.”

Nothing else is said for a few moments but it doesn’t mean Korvin denied me. The opposite, actually. I’m going to finally get exactly what I want.

Calix straightens up and licks his lips, his eyes shining with a combination of desire and pride as he sets my foot on the floor, grabs my hips then slides me down the front of his body. He kisses me once before turning me around to face Korvin, his palm cracking against my asscheek hard enough to throw off my balance. My hands land on my alpha’s thighs as I nearly fall forward and I don’t have time to reposition myself because Calixuses his knees to widen my legs then he pops my ass in the air and slams into me from behind.

”Yes,” I hiss as my walls stretch around him, adjusting to his size and the abrupt entrance.

Pulling myself up a bit, I prop my elbows on Korvin’s legs, my hands replacing his as I begin stroking his length and squeezing his knot. My tongue darts out to catch the bead of precum that forms in front of me, swirling around the head of his cock before I take him in my mouth and start to suck.

“My beautiful omega,” he murmurs as he pulls my hair out of my face, holding it off to the side in his fist. “Our gorgeous girl.”

I whimper around his cock, those words holding so much meaning as he tries to soothe me through the pleasure.

“Perfect,” Calix whispers as his hand slides up my back, moving under my sweater to rub slow circles between my shoulder blades.

The gesture is comforting and coupled with Korvin’s words, I can feel the tension drain from my body despite the way those things contradict everything else going on.

My beta is pumping into me hard, bottoming out with every brutal thrust, making my pussy contract and tighten around his cock. My alpha lifts his hips, fucking his erection into my mouth until it hits the back of my throat repeatedly, his knot stretching my jaw, sliding between my lips and thickening each time I suck and work his balls with my free hand.

“Magnolia. Fuck, Korvin,” Calix groans as his rhythm slips briefly, my pussy clamping down on him as the first wave of my orgasm washes over me. “Alpha, I’m?—“

“That’s it, sweetheart. Be a good boy and come inside our girl.” Vin lifts his hips again, using the hand in my hair to hold me in place while he fucks my mouth faster. “You want our sweet beta to come inside your pussy?”

I nod the best I can, my eyes watering and nose running as the tip of his dick hits the back of my throat again. Korvin pushes further, sliding down my throat and he growls when I gag, something feral crossing his face as my spit runs down my chin and over his knot as it slips inside.

Calix’s fingers tighten on my hip as he starts chanting my name, telling me he loves me each time my ass is flush against his pelvis.

I’m coming. Oh my god, I’m coming.

My orgasm slams into me on my beta’s last thrust, doubling over, his forehead pressed to my shoulder as he moans through his pleasure. At the same time, Vin knots my mouth, lifting his hips in a final thrust as it thickens, holding himself there while he fires rope after rope of cum down my throat.

I all but scream around him and I can feel my slick gush out of my body, Calix sucking in a sharp breath as my walls contract again, spasming in rapid succession before hitting its final peak that threatens to knock me out.

Korvin runs his fingers through my hair as he empties himself, his cock twitching out the last of his climax while Calix quickly pulls out and gets to his feet. He hurries to the private bathroom and I sag against my alpha’s leg, his knot finally releasing me before he pulls his dick out in a wet smacking sound.

“You want to tell me why you were crying?”

I arch a brow as I press a kiss to his thigh, giggling a little as his cock flops back on his stomach where it leaks a small stream of cum. “Not really.”

He frowns down at me before Calix comes back, tracking our beta’s moves because he’s buck naked and beautiful despite literally just finishing in my mouth. “You should. Maybe I can help.”

“We don’t like when you cry, Maggie.” Calix uses the washcloth on my thighs, cleaning up what he can without getting rid of too much. “Especially if we can help.”

I’m so far beyond help it’s not even funny, but I don’t want to say that, either.

Explaining everything that’s going on in my head on top of telling them about the bomb that could drop at any minute isn’t something I think I can handle right now. If ever. It’s definitely not pillow talk to be shared in the afterglow.

Not if I can help it.

But it isn’t something I have any control over.

Proven when there’s a knock at the door followed by Stevenson’s voice on the other side.

“Just got word, Dean Reynolds is on his way up. Heading toward the elevators now.”

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