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"Rafe." Ana claws at my ass. The sharp tug of pain sends my instincts through the roof. "Knot me."

"I-I," I stammer. "I've never knotted anyone."

"I'm your first?" Her smile is so wide it takes over her entire face. "I love that."

I laugh, shaking my head. She's so fucking cute at the most random of times. It helps ground me, though. I'm no longer feeling like a lion poised to attack. I pull out of her completely, making Ana frown.

"Present for me, beautiful," I bark.

"Yes, sir," she whimpers. She rolls over. Her forearms hit the mattress as her ass arches up and out.

Aww, fuck me. This might have been a very bad idea indeed, I realize as the fog slams into me full force.

Chapter Seventeen

Anastasia

The wave of literal heat pulses through my system, making me sob into the mattress as Rafe tenderly rubs his hand over my ass.

Vik may have been right. Suppressants really are awful. They kept me sane for a few years when I wasn't prepared to dip my toe in the heat pond, but they're also a bitch to come off of.

My system doesn't know what to do with itself. I'm dripping slick at a rate that would be embarrassing as hell if I was more coherent. My nipples pulse with the same radiating pain that hits my lower stomach.

"Knot," I beg. "Now, please."

"Damn. I'm sorry, Ana," Rafe says, thrusting inside me in one deep, pounding thrust. His pelvis hits my ass as I collapse into the mattress.

"Ha, you asshole," Wolfe grumbles, appearing at my side. "I picked the lock. You're so lucky your cock isn't in her ass."

"Wolfe," I sob.

"You're burning up, dollface," Wolfe says, pulling me up until I'm kneeling. "Knot her."

Rafe grips my hips in a hold so tight I'm sure I'll have bruises tomorrow. He plunges his knot inside me with no further warning.

I wail, falling against Wolfe's bare chest.

"Holy fucking shit," Rafe whispers. "That's… God." His voice actually breaks.

"Rut," I beg mindlessly.

"Shh, we've got you," Wolfe assures me. He teases my clit with one hand and pulls my mouth to his.

Rafe wraps a hand around, teasing my right tit while his left hand holds my hip and he snaps his hips into mine.

"You're stuffed full, aren't you?" Wolfe muses in between tongue-filled kisses. "If I thought you could stay upright I'd lick your clit for you…"

Rafe pants behind me. "I'll hold her up, you handle that." He nods, agreeing with himself. He wraps an arm around my hip and up between my tits and plasters me to his chest. "You're absolutely dripping, beautiful."

"Yes," I agree as Wolfe stretches out on the bed. He spreads my lower lips and sucks my clit. My hand falls to grip Wolfe's hair as he licks and sucks.

"I'm so close," Rafe growls, licking over my neck. The way his hand clutches at my chest is intensely arousing. He can't fuck me rough like this due to the position, but it hits every single one of my submissive buttons as he holds me to him.

My body jolts as Wolfe works my clit.

"Are you going to come all over my cock, Ana?" Rafe asks against the shell of my ear. His warm breath fans over my skin and the fog gets so thick my thoughts become incoherent. "Because I'd really love to feel you milk my cock."

"Come for us," Wolfe barks. He immediately goes back to flicking my clit with fast, fluttering licks that make me beg nonsensically.

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