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“I’ll be in contact if anything changes while I investigate Axel working with our enemy. Fuck, Axel working with the damn Shchavlevs. They’ve been our enemy for over four generations. Fuck, I’ll slice him up myself.” He sighed. “Don’t do anything stupid, but you’ll need to find a way to prove your innocence. Go now.” He turned away.

“Wait,” I said. “Why are you helping me? What’s in it for you?”

He twisted his head, meeting my gaze. “Because your great-grandfather didn’t deserve that death… and neither do you.” Then he was gone, vanishing back up the alley toward the bar.

Checking the street around me and finding it quiet, I ran across the road to where I’d parked in a side lane. For every encounter I had with Rusty, he’d always looked out for me, never asking for anything in return, and he was grieving for Don. I wanted to believe not everyone out there was a psychopath, that some people like Rusty truly cared.

A raw sense of hope came over me that, somehow, we’d get out of his fucking mess.

Reaching the car, I noticed Viper had climbed into the back seat as well, and I exhaled loudly, ready to lose my shit if they were fucking now of all times.

I pulled open the door at the sound of Trinity moaning, and her delicious Omega scent collided with me so powerfully, I stumbled. She was straddling Aspen, grinding him, while both were still clothed.

“It hurts… oh God, I need you to knot inside me!”

“We need to leave immediately!” Viper howled before she leaned over to steal a kiss from him, tugging on his clothes.

I met Aspen’s glazed look of despair.

“Trinity’s just gone into full-blow heat. She needs all of us now!”

Eight

TRINITY

Panic kicked in. Sharp stabbing aches, one after the other, came over me so powerfully, I felt myself drowning. I could barely take a breath of air, and it terrified me.

Straddling Aspen, his cock so thick between my legs, I ground into him in the back seat of the car, moaning for more. His hands were on my breasts, and God, his touch was everything. Viper had my mouth against his, kissing me as if the world was about to crack open and we’d die any moment. In all my time since meeting them at the Glass Slipper Ball, I’d never felt this aroused or lacking this much control over my body.

My pussy clenched, desperate for their cocks. It was alarming how overpowering the sensation to have sex surged through me. It reminded me of being drunk, feeling nothing but liberated while my head grew foggier.

“Fuck,” Shadow growled from the front, roaring the engine to life. If we weren’t already squished in the back, I’d have grabbed him and made him join us. The urgency to have their hands on me—skin to skin—was painful.

My groaning flooded the car, my hips gyrating against Aspen, who grunted while Viper had his mouth on my ear, then my neck, licking and mock biting me.

“Keep making those horny little sounds, and I’ll cum in my pants,” Aspen ground out.

“Take mine off. I have to feel your fingers on me, or I’m going to explode.” If I wasn’t in such cramping agony, I would have been embarrassed, except that was me being tame. Right now, I desperately need all three cocks inside me, stretching me, making it hurt so much, it eases the ache in my gut.

“Give the girl what she wants,” Shadow barked over his shoulder. “I’m dying here, listening to you all, smelling her scent. I’m tempted to pull over and fuck her.”

“Yes, please give it to me. I deserve it,” I purred. “I’ve been a bad girl. Punish me.”

Suddenly, the car swerved across the road, and I screamed as we raced right up against the guardrail, sparks flying as we brushed up against the metal. The car jerked, sending us swaying in the back seat. Shadow cursed under his breath as he got us back into the lane, and another car honked us from behind. My pulse was thundering that we were going to die.

“Shadow, fuck man, keep damn driving until we get there,” Viper snarled. “We’ll take care of our dirty little girl.”

Aspen, unperturbed by our near-death incident, tugged my pants and slid his hand down the front, under the elastic of my panties, and over the small mound of trimmed, pink hair. The moment his fingers slipped between my folds, a gush of slick rushed out, and I screamed.

An orgasm ran through me like a freight train. Aspen pressed two fingers into me, and I rode them, crying out as I soaked him, my body shuddering. I had no idea how much slick an Omega was capable of producing, but evidently, it was a lot.

“Damn, girl, this is the most beautiful thing ever.” Aspen never paused, his fingers thrusting in and out of me, driving me crazier by the moment.

My feelings didn’t matter, only the urgency to put out the fire consuming me. What scared me were the stories I’d heard that an Omega’s heat lasted for days, sometimes even weeks. If mine was just starting, I was in huge trouble. With my body clenching and purring for the Alphas to be inside me, how in the world could I last that long without passing out?

Though it wasn’t just me, my heat was impacting the men, too. They stared at me with primal hunger, wildness behind their gaze, barely holding on not going animalistic on me. They were going to destroy me if I let them, turning me into a puddle of slick.

Aspen’s fingers remained deep inside me while Viper’s hand grazed my arm, my skin prickling and my body melting for them.

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