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“Cum is never going to deter any of us,” I said, running a fingertip around the swollen entrance of her cunt, feeling it flex around me, even as it ached. For more and less, all at the same time and she wouldn’t be able to decide which, not until she dragged me deeper.

This. It was all I ever wanted. I never needed to knot her again if I could just have this. Long licks of that honey and roses scented slick, the little birdlike cries spilling from her lips, growing more and more urgent as I licked faster, deeper, then the way her cunt clamped down on my tongue as I thrust it up inside her.

But it wasn’t enough. I pulled her from Jay’s arms and then fell backwards, so her thighs ended up either side of my head.

“But I—” she started to say. No, not her, but that stupid bitch of a mother of hers.

“Sit,” I commanded, the wolf lending his growl to the order, right before she planted her sweet, sweet wetness on my face for me to devour.

“You know, you could take two of us at the same time.” Jayden’s suggestion had her shuddering on top of me, her hips starting to move now, directing my tongue right where she wanted them. “All three of us if you had a mind to.” I heard him spit on his fingers, then felt her whole body jolt, making me guess that he’d decided to tease her arse open. “Just like this,” he told her in a low voice, his finger delving deeper, her whine shifting from one of anxiety to pleasure, her body following his thrusts, rippling over me.

I clamped my hands down on her thighs, narrowing my focus now, licking at her clit, lashing it now so she shook with little explosions of pleasure. My cock fucking ached, beyond the usual misery of every moment when I wasn’t inside her, the need ratcheting tighter until I was half mad with it. Licking her, sucking her, pressing my fingers into the spot inside her that ached from my brother’s knot and would soon be rubbed hard by mine. I waited until she shrieked, her hands digging into the mattress, shredding the fabric, her whole body going rigid before I laid her down.

She looked radiant, wild-eyed and pale in the moonlight, my body covering hers as if stopping the world from seeing her beauty. Of course other men clustered around her. They’d be mad not to, even if some of them seemed to have no clue how to act around her. I half understood Ned’s pissy bullshit, because somehow he knew. He’d never have this, have her reach for him and pull his body down on top of her, murmuring that she needed him, just like she did with me.

“I thought you were too sore,” I said with a smile.

“I will be in the fucking morning,” she cursed, then her brow smoothed out. “But right now it hurts more not to. Atlas…”

She didn’t need to ask. I already knew, so I slid deep inside her, filling her up, giving her everything she needed. And I was rewarded by the hot, slick clasp of her cunt around me, taking away all of my self-control, forcing me to growl my desperation to the night.

“Sounds like he’s gonna blow before you’re ready to come,” Jay said, moving to take position by her head. “Don’t worry, love, I’m ready for another go when you are.”

But all his words came back to bite him as she arched her back.

I felt myself slip deeper, something in her opening up in this position, but that wasn’t why she was doing it. While I was groaning at feeling her take my whole length, she reached back and grabbed Jayden’s cock by the root. His breath hitched as she jacked it slowly, then caught in his chest when she wrapped her lips around the head.

Fuck.

I wanted to be right where I was, but also down her throat at the same time and Jay smirked at me in acknowledgement. But whatever envy I might’ve felt, it meant nothing in the face of this.

The sweet, velvety feel of her around me each time I thrust deeper, the way her clit popped up after every rub of my thumb, ready for more, and the way she convulsed around me, ripples of pleasure that trailed the whole way down my spine, ones that seemed to echo in her. I fucking couldn’t get enough of those muffled sounds of pleasure she was making.

“If you don’t want this knot, you need to make that clear,” I ground out, fangs snapping down, wanting to mark her all over again. “I can stop—”

But whatever I was about to say was silenced when her legs locked around my hips and dragged me deeper.

Fuck. Yes.

I’d never get enough of this, of her, never. I growled as I worked my knot in, letting out a long howl once I was seated deep inside her, the three of us caught up in this sensual wave that threatened to drown us.

Sometime later we all flopped down on Jay’s swag, the two of us wrapped up around her.

“So am I going to get woken up by Xavier later?” she asked, her eyelids fluttering right before she closed them.

“Nope,” I said, nuzzled her neck. “If he says this is Jayden’s night, then that’s the way it’ll be for him.”

“But not you.” My brother sounded grumpy, right up until Kai kissed him lazily.

“And not you either,” I shot back, closing my eyes and falling into our mate’s heady scent. “Nothing would keep you away if it was my night.”

“Damn fucking straight,” Jay said finally before turning back to Kai. “Better get used to sleeping in a big puppy pile, beautiful.”

She just smiled as she drifted off to sleep.

“Couldn’t think of anything better.”

Chapter 42

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