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“You are,” Harrison said, pulling her top over her head. Before he leaned over her and kissed her passionately, he quickly removed her skirt, dragging her panties over her hips at the same time.

Then he crawled up the bed and settled his face between her legs.

“I’m not knotting you on the plane. I want to knot you and claim you at the same time when we get home. Is that okay with you?” Harrison said, not taking his eyes off Isla’s as he pushed her thighs wide and glanced down at her glistening pussy.

She nodded. “Please.”

He licked one long stroke along her slit, from the back to the front. His tongue languidly lapping over her clit and I had a sudden urge to want to hold her and feel her body as it climaxed from being with my pack mates.

I jostled behind her, my back against the bedhead, spreading my legs wide and pulling her until she rested against my chest. Harrison growled as he crawled up the bed after her and plunging his head between her legs again. She moaned as he flicked his tongue over her clit and each one was a blessing to my ears.

She pushed her hands onto his head, grabbing fistfuls and curling her fingers through his thick, dark hair.

Harrison was now lapping at the delicate folds of her sex, licking and sucking and pushing her closer to the edge of an orgasm. My cock was rubbing against her back, jammed between our bodies as I watched Harrison make her tremble with his tongue. As she squirmed, bucking her hips for more and he pushed a finger into her. That was all she needed to topple her over the edge as she cried out, closing her legs around Harrison’s head as I released my seed over her back. Not that Isla minded. She purred as she came down from her sexual bliss, rubbing her back against my stomach.

“Now she is mine,” Finn groaned, as Harrison pulled away, closing his eyes and his tongue poked out of his lips and swiped around his mouth.

Finn took off his shirt and smiled. Not as tall as me, but sculpted as fuck. Muscles that were carved by the angels. The same angels gave him his good looks. He smiled at Isla, his blue eyes twinkling.

“You look like the devil,” Isla said. I couldn’t have said it better myself. Harrison was gorgeous, I wasn’t afraid to say it, but Finn he was hot.

I felt inferior around Harrison and Finn, both younger than me, both more handsome than me.

“Stop it,” Isla chastised me, squeezing my hand. I chuckled into her hair, loving the bond pull we shared. Loving she refused to allow me to feel bad. She was the reason I looked at my pack mates and was no longer jealous.

She was the reason I was finally glad my father’s bullet hadn’t taken me away that fateful day.

Finn undid the button on his jeans, pulled down his zip, and set his impressive cock free, showing the tip was already slick with lust for her.

He leaned down and kissed her, cupping her cheeks. I took her legs and placed them on top of mine. Isla gasped, knowing I was going to hold her the whole time, but I was greedy. I wanted every climax from her or to feel each one as it reverberated from her to me.

Finn lowered until his cock pressed against her entrance. Isla held her breath, letting it out in a long moan as he pushed into her.

Finn started moving in and out of her as I cupped her breast. Soon he was sliding his cock in and out as her fingers gripped his shoulders, holding onto him.

But as always, Finn was in control, pumping his hips in long, hard thrusts, and Isla cried out with every push as he sank harder and deeper into her. Between their bodies, I could see the knot pushing against her opening.

Isla’s arms left Finn’s shoulders and moved to hold the back of my head, her nails weaving into my hair, gripping me tightly as she sat with her legs over mine and leaned back on my chest as Finn fucked her. And as much as I loved being inside her, I loved this, too. I loved seeing my pack mates enjoying our omega together, and I was so ready to feel her body tremble against mine when he knotted her. The moment her climax finally shook along her body.

Finn’s hands grasped her ass as he plunged his cock in and out of her in deep thrusts, stopping at his growing knot and coating the bulge with her slick.

Harrison wanted back in on the action and kissed and sucked one pink nipple, then going back and forth from one to the other. She was whimpering, her legs trembling against mine.

“Knot me,” she pleaded.

Finn smiled as he looked at her. “Please.”

“Please... I need it now,” she whined.

I kissed the top of her head. Loving that she was spirited, but willing. Exactly what Harrison and I wanted in our omega. Exactly what Finn needed in his.

“And when we get back to Vegas, I’m going to spank your ass until it burns. You should never have run from us.”

“Oh fuck,” Isla called.

“And then I’m going to claim you on your lovely pink ass,” Finn growled.

“Oh god... knot me,” she cried.

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