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“I think our omega is getting turned on by being claimed,” Harrison said.

“I want him kissing my arse every day, lapping at his mark,” Isla growled. “Now knot me.”

Finn’s eyes were only on Isla as he tried to hold back a smile. He pushed her against me. My hand wrapped tightly around her stomach as Finn worked his way into her pussy.

“Oh, yes... oh... my god...” Isla mumbled as Finn worked more gently than I would have expected.

“Oh, fuck...” he grunted and stilled, holding his breath. Lodged deep within her.

He raised the hand he had on the mattress and dragged her body off me and to his chest as he rested his ass on his heels. Holding her tight and making small thrusts, as he worked his knot deep inside her.

My cock was hard again and my knot swollen from seeing her with my pack mate. I crawled and slid one hand to where Finn and Isla met and stroked her clit to help her slick run harder, to help her take him deeper.

“Oh my god,” Isla called as Finn pushed small thrusts, her head dropped back as she cried. “Yes... yes...” Isla submitted to Finn as I held her back against my chest. Her body pulsing between mine and Finn’s.

“Fuck, I—” Finn rasped. “She’s so tight I can feel her quivering around my cock... Oh my god. It feels so fucking good.” His voice was low before it slowly turned into a growl and then he thundered out a roar that lasted until he spilled his last drop inside her.

Finn dropped his forehead against hers. She was going limp now. “You’re such a good fucking omega.”

“You’re not too bad, alpha,” she said and smiled.

I shuffled myself away from Isla, gave her a kiss and Harrison and I departed the bedroom to allow her and Finn to rest together as we waited for Finn’s knot to release.

It was a few hours later and we were an hour from landing in Las Vegas, that Finn and Isla finally emerged after they had fallen asleep in each other’s arms.

Isla smiled as she walked toward me. Holding her hand out. “I need you, King.”

“Go, I’m sure Harrison doesn’t need to be woken up to watch. Have your private time together,” Finn said.

I took hold of Isla’s hand as she led me to the bedroom. Picking her up and laying her on the bed until she was totally under my body.

I gazed at her beautiful face for too long before I lowered and crushed my mouth against hers for a lingering kiss. Her fingers dug into my back, bracing herself as our tongues danced together. She pulled away, looked at me and breathed, “I want you, King.”

She took hold of my cock and guided it to her sex as I pushed the crown into her, pushing Finn’s cum back into her.

That was what we would do to get her pregnant. We wouldn’t stop until she was full of each of us. I always wanted my child to be born first, but now it no longer mattered. It was going to be a pack child. We were all going to be the dad.

I pulled back before filling her with another deep thrust, making Isla gasp, and her fingernails dug into my shoulders, her thighs clutching my hips tightly.

“Don’t stop, King, I want it all.”

Then she exhaled deeply, suddenly remembering how big I was as I pushed my knot against her opening.

I growled and started driving into Isla wildly as she moved up and down the bed with each thrust.

My movements were feral, but Isla didn’t refuse me. She encouraged me to go faster and harder. Moaning into each deep thrust, each taking us higher. The same wild fog came over me that happened at Omega Island, the need to rut into her like a wild animal.

“Let me in,” I growled, needing to be inside her, but I stopped, sighed and pulled back. If she wasn’t ready for me, I wouldn’t take the chance of hurting her.

I tried to calm myself by moving in and out of her slowly, licking her neck, sucking her jaw, nipping her chin, though I was tempted to sink my teeth into her again.

She knew.

“Don’t hold back, alpha. I want you. I want everything,” she growled.

Our skin slapped together as my hips thrust against hers again. Before I ground my knot against her, wanting to fill her with every inch I could give her, before I filled her with my cum.

“King,” Isla whispered as I circled my knot around her opening, then stopping and pressing against her clit.

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