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“No,” he growls. “I’ll do it.”

My insides twist with need at the raw command in his voice.

“Okay,” I breathe. “Tell me what to do.”

Troy is still for a long moment. Then he replies, “Nothing.”

Frowning, I glance at him over my shoulder. “What do you mean, nothing?”

His breaths are coming faster, his fangs showing. “Trust me?”

I nod immediately. “Yes, of course.”

He shudders, and his hips snap forward as if he can’t hold himself back. Then he loops an arm around my waist and lifts my upper body until my back is flush with his chest and I’m sitting on his spread knees.

“Oh!” I cry out as I slide lower on his cock.

This angle is so different, and with our height difference, my knees are no longer touching the ground. I have no leverage, so I scramble to hold on tosomethingbut can’t find a good grip with my feet.

“Troy!”

He drags his hot, rough tongue over his bite mark on my neck. “Mine.”

Oh God.

Troy has gone completely feral, and instead of the fear I might have felt, my body flushes with fresh arousal, softening in his arms.

“Yours,” I tell him. “And you’re mine.”

In answer, he shifts me in his arms, leaning me against his chest, and hooks his hands under my knees to hold me up. That dips me even lower onto his cock. His knot meets my pussy lips, nudging me with every thrust of his hips.

Then Carter is there, crouching in front of us. He puts his snout between my legs and licks a long strip from the bottom of Troy’s knot up to my clit, the rough texture of his tongue teasing me exquisitely. From Troy’s groan of pleasure, he must be feeling the same. He picks up the pace, working me up and down his cock. Finally, he stops when I’m at the bottom and pushes up with his knot.

I don’t try to resist him. There’s a need growing in my chest, a pounding force that demands the closeness of my mates. I reach out a hand, and Sebastian walks closer, palming my face. He kisses me deeply, sucking on my tongue, and my body loosens, allowing Troy’s knot in.

The first pulse of his flesh against mine has me gasping, and with another lick from Carter, I shatter, crying out into Sebastian’s mouth. Troy snarls and bites me again, right over his old bite, his hot cock kicking inside me as he comes. The pleasure is so intense, the edges of my vision turn black. I gaspfor breath and clutch on to Sebastian’s arm—it feels like he’s the only solid thing in this sea of sensation.

Troy nuzzles my neck, and the realization that I’m safe in his arms trickles in. He holds me more gently now and licks the fresh bite mark on my neck. His huffing breaths and gentle caresses bring me back to earth, and I go limp in his embrace.

“Emma.” He gently turns my head to meet my gaze. “Are you okay? Was I too rough?”

There’s such worry in his voice, I can’t help but smile. “I’m great. You were perfect. And this isn’t even the roughest we’ve ever been. Remember that hunter’s moon last year when Carter tossed me on the bed so hard, I bounced off the mattress and fell off?”

Our alpha lets out a loud growl. “Don’t remind me of that.”

I reach for him, palming his face as he kneels in front of us. “I didn’t say it to make you feel bad. I just wanted to point out that I’m not breakable. I can take whatever you need to do to me.”

“Perfect.” Troy peppers slow, tickling kisses all over my shoulder and neck. “You’re so damn perfect, wife.”

I sigh happily, leaning against his chest. “I’m yourwifenow. How crazy is that? I’m so happy we’re married.”

Carter shuffles closer so I’m squished between him and Troy. “You were so beautiful today. I’m only sorry I didn’t get to peel that dress off you tonight.”

I raise one eyebrow in challenge. “I didn’t think you’d have enough control to leave it in one piece. I want it as a souvenir, but I’m pretty sure one of you would have ripped it to pieces.”

Sebastian cocks his head to the side and looks at Carter. “She’s got a point. It would be a pile of rags by now.”

Carter buries his face in my neck and huffs at my skin, then licks his own bite mark, reminding me he’s still waiting for his turn. I wrap my hands around his neck and kiss him, telling him without words that I need him, too.