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“Yes, okay? I fucking love it.”

My knees hit the mattress, jolting me. I barely hesitate to climb up with them and drop to all fours until I’m at eye level with Finn’s cock.

“Ask me nicely,” I order, my voice so husky I barely recognise it.

Silas’s dark chuckle accompanies Finn’s frustrated groan. But the omega doesn’t speak, so I lean in until there’s barely an inch between my lips and his velvety skin and blow a warm, wet breath over the head.

“Please, Evie.” His breath hitches when Silas’s fingers dig into his hips. “Please, help me come.”

I grin and let my tongue snake out to lap delicately at his slit, revelling in the saltiness of him for an instant. Then I swirl my tongue over the head of his dick and take him into my mouth.

“Fuck!” Finn shouts.

Dipping my head lower, I let Silas set the rhythm with his thrusts and concentrate on fluttering my tongue along the underside of Finn as Silas forces the omega in and out of my mouth from behind. Finn groans and whines, but the animal noises are interspersed with curses and pleas as he begs us to let him come.

The beta and I must be on the same wavelength, because we keep playing with him. Letting him get to the edge before backing off to let him cool down once more. It’s torture—and it’s not just Finn who’s suffering. My thighs are so slick with my own arousal that I press them together to try to get the friction I crave. It does nothing, and I hum in frustration.

“God, I’m so close. Please, Silas. Damn you, please,” Finn whines.

“Shall we let him?” Silas asks, pressing another kiss to the column of the omega’s throat.

Instead of replying, I pull back, climb his body like a tree and strike, sinking my fangs right into the exact same spot that Silas just kissed.

“Fuck!”

The word rips from Finn’s mouth. My venom hits his system, and his orgasm crashes down on him. His cum spurts out in an arc, splashing the shirt I’m wearing. Silas thrusts once more, burying himself in Finn’s ass and letting out a feral roar that echoes around the room.

I barely notice. All of my attention is on Finn’s blood. The warm, comforting flavour of him is made heady by the arousal sparkling like fireworks throughout his system and the thrall bond humming in pleasure between us. Winding our souls closer together with every mouthful until I don’t want it to stop.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Evelyn

My fangs slip free,and I lick the wound to seal it as I normally would. Yet instead of pulling away, like I should, I stay pressed against Finn for a long moment, breathing him in. My whole body buzzes with arousal, reminding me that while the two men have been satisfied, I’m still aching and empty.

“Let me return the favour?” Finn asks, still panting as Silas pulls back and starts carefully undoing the ropes behind him.

The beta gently massages both of Finn’s arms before he lets him go and slips away from the bed towards the bathroom to clean himself up.

The second the omega’s hands are free, they go to my shoulders, pulling me back so I can stare into those warm mahogany eyes.

“We don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for, but I just had the best orgasm of my life thanks to your talented mouth, and I want to reciprocate.”

The thrall bond pulses beneath my skin. Stronger than ever before.

Part of me—the logical part—knows I should pull back. That any further intimacy with this man will seal the connection between us. Carving out a place for him in my soul until he’s in my veins and the thought of being without him is too painful to bear.

But that part is drowned out by want, desire, and a chasm of loneliness I didn’t even realise I held until now. Ever since I was sealed into that coffin, I’ve been isolated, cut off from everyone. Right now, Finn’s offering to be my lifeline.

“You realise, if we do this... There will be no turning back?” I check. “The bond is so close...”

Finn just grins at me. His mahogany eyes are soft with the same comforting reassurance I can feel him sending across the thrall bond to me.

“There is literally nothing I want more,” he promises.

“I’m the same,” Silas whispers, from right behind me and I jump, not having heard him come back into the room.

The beta hands Finn a cloth to clean up with, then strokes my hair back over my shoulder so he can press a kiss there.