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Where Rhett was gently licking and sucking the tip of one breast, his fingers gently caressing, Jude didn’t hesitate to roughly squeeze my tit in his palm and bite down on the peak.
Crew pressed a third finger into me as his lips suctioned around my clit, and I detonated with a piercing scream. I tried to close my legs as Crew worked me through the orgasm, but his shoulders were wedged tight, forcing my thighs to stay open.
Rhett and Jude worked together, sucking and biting at my breasts, dragging out the waves of my orgasm. I swore my soul left my body at one point.
My pussy was still fluttering, clenching around Crew’s fingers and aching for his knot, as he stood up and removed his fingers.
Gasping, I blinked my gaze back into focus as once again, the others edged back, leaving me alone on the bed.
Crew grinned at me, the lower half of his face glistening with my slick. He took his time licking my taste off his lips as his hands fell to the button of his jeans. “Since I’m pack leader, I’ll knot you first.”
My mouth went dry as he pushed his pants and boxers down, the long, thick length of his cock bobbing up and slapping his lower belly. The tip was a swollen, angry shade of red and already weeping fluid. Around the base was his knot, already starting to thicken and swell as it prepared to lock inside me.
Holy. Shit. This was really happening.
I braced myself for fear or, at the very least, unease, but all my hormone-addled brain could come up with was wondering if he tasted as good as he smelled. Endorphins bubbled in my blood as another gush of slick poured from my pussy.
Wrapping a hand around his knot, he squeezed hard, the tendons in his forearm flexing. His gaze raked up my body, missing nothing. “Tell me you want this, Hazel.”
I almost bit my tongue in a hurry to get the words out. “I want this. You. All of you. Please.” The orgasm had taken away some of the cramping, but my body still felt feverish and desperate.
His expression softened, giving me a glimpse of the boy I’d known since forever. The boy who’d been twelve when he carried me home after I’d fallen off my bike and hurt my knee. The boy who once took Calla and me to a kids movie we were dying to see after he’d gotten his license. He’d never once in my life made me feel like a burden.
“Scoot up on the bed, omega,” he told me, stroking his cock and waiting for me to scramble up so my legs weren’t hanging off the end.
I turned to look for the others, needing to visually verify they were still in the room. My heart stuttered when I spotted Jude and Kellan on the small sofa.
Kellan gave me a panty-melting smile as he stroked his naked, erect cock, watching us. Jude’s head was tipped back, his chest heaving as Rhett knelt between his legs, his head moving up and down as he sucked the beta off.
More slick gushed from me as Crew climbed over my body, settling between my legs. His cock brushed my clit, and I whimpered.
Smoothing the hair away from my face, Crew kissed each cheek and then my lips. “I’m never letting you go again, Hazel.” He reached between us, lining up his cock with my entrance and slowly pushing in.
My eyes rolled back in my head as he stretched me open, never seeming to end as he kept pressing forward, the whole time peppering kisses across my face and throat and praising me.
“Such a good little omega,” he cooed, his nose brushing against mine. “Taking my cock so well. You’re fucking perfect, baby.”
His knot bumped against my opening and he paused, pulling back to look at me. “Good?”
“So good,” I sighed, feeling so full and so connected. My hand cradled his jaw, my thumb smoothing over the stubble as I lifted my head and kissed him. “Thank you.”
His mouth parted for me, his tongue twisting around mine as he started to move. He pulled out before sinking his cock all the way back into me. He started slow, letting my body adjust to the intrusion, but soon it wasn’t enough.
Every time his knot bumped my clit, I saw stars, but it still wasn’t enough. When he kissed my jaw, I couldn’t hold back a frustrated whine as a low pain threaded through my body.
“Haze?” Crew growled. “What’s wr?—”
“Knot,” I whimpered, just knowing on some instinctive level that it was what I needed. I needed Crew Dutton locking inside me, painting my womb with his seed until it took root and?—
Whoa.
And this was why it was a blessing to already be on birth control. I didn’t know how long Crew had been fucking me, but it was long enough for me to imagine what our baby would look like.
There was even a teeny part of me—a part I was blaming on being an omega—that was sad I wouldn’t get pregnant from this.
Crew pressed his knot into my opening, stretching it to the limit. “Whatever you need, baby.”
Panic unfurled in my chest. “What if you don’t fit? What if I’m broken and I can’t take your knot?”
