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"Did she do it?” he asks Landon, who has a death grip on my hair.

“It’s all the way in,” he chokes out. “It’s in her throat.”

I can’t stop coming. There’s nothing but delicious pleasure as my cunt spasms.

“She’s a squirter, too,” Vincent says. “As if she couldn’t be more perfect.”

My vision starts to black out even as the pleasure keeps pulsing through me.

Landon gently cups my jaw and pulls himself out of my mouth. I swallow whatever is left of his cum, then remove my hand from my cunt to reach for his cock, but he stops me.

“You need to get knotted,” he half gasps, half moans. “That little orgasm won’t be enough for you.”

“It won’t be,” Vincent agrees. “She needs much more than that.”

Within seconds, Landon is reaching down to help me up, my nightgown lifting to expose my soaked panties.

“These need to come off,” Landon murmurs. “Stand still for a minute, sweetheart.”

I can barely stand at all. My legs are numb from kneeling, and I almost lose my balance as Landon yanks my underwear down, helping me step out of the ruined fabric.

“Hand them to Landon,” Vincent says.

I squat back down to grab the fabric, exposing my bare ass.

“What a perfect sight,” Vincent purrs as I manage to right myself and give Landon my ruined panties. He steadies me with a hand wrapped around my waist, then uses the other to toss the underwear to Vincent.

“Holy shit,” I whisper, my eyes wide.

Landon grins wickedly, his eyes glinting with mischief. “We can’t let those go to waste,” he says, his tone feigning innocence. “Not when you smell that sweet. Not when you’re this wet.”

“Please,” I whisper, my eyes falling to his cock. He’s still inflated, his knot thick at the bottom, his length bobbing.

“You’re doing so well,” Vincent croons, and I glance back to see him rubbing his fingers on the crotch of the silk panties, gathering and playing with the wetness.

“Such a good Omega.”

The praise means everything to me.

I need to know I’m good. That I’m not some ruined, broken, horrible person?—

“So good for us,” Landon confirms, his hands roaming down my sides and stopping at the tops of my thighs. “I promise, sweetheart.”

I stifle a sob. I’m not sure how long I can keep standing.

“You need to come again already, don’t you?” Vincent says, his voice amused.

I whimper.

“Answer me, Omega.”

“Yes, yes,” I choke out. “Please, I can’t—I don’t?—”

“Then sit on Landon’s cock and make sure your pussy swallows that knot.”

Landon grins.

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