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My heart stops at that as I wait for Zachary’s words, but he doesn’t need time to think. “I thought she was stunning, obviously, but she had a presence about her. This unearthly confidence that just demanded alphas be on their knees before her. I wanted to be one of those men, but I knew I wanted to be one of her friends more.”

I’m glad for the limited light. It hides the heat on my cheeks and the sadness I know my eyes hold. He’s so sweet.

I don’t want to hurt any of them.

My change in mood taints the room and Hunter is quick to select truth. Zachary asks, “Did you buy any of your followers? ’Cause there are alotof them, and I gotta tell you, buddy, you’re not that entertaining.” He winks at me with a secretive smile.

Hunter barks a laugh. “Not a damn one. Don’t be jealous that the guys wanna be me and the ladies wanna date me.”

“We’ll try to resist that urge,” Alric says dryly.

That earns a small laugh from me. I appreciate their swiftness to bring humor back into the game, so I choose truth this time. Intrigued to see what he’ll ask.

“How do you want this night to end?” Hunter says, a Cheshire cat grin gracing his pretty face.

I know I can always drink some of my wine to get out of the question, but I want to make it crystal clear. I need to be well fucked tonight.

I pretend to bring my wine to my lips and all of their shoulders sink. It makes me burst out laughing. “I think you all know how I want this evening to end. All of us naked, sweaty, and wrung out. I mean, it’s every omega’s dream to have a candlelit orgy on a private island during a storm.”

“Is it now?” Zachary asks, amused.

“I mean, if it’s not, it really should be.”

He holds up his glass to me and we clink our glasses together.

We play a few more rounds of silly questions and dares until I get them all in their underwear. Finally, Zachary turns to Hunter. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

Zachary licks his lips, “I dare you to give our omega here her first orgasm of the night.”

I perk up at that. Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.

Hunter crooks his finger towards me with a devilish grin, and I stand before him, anticipation flowing through me. He pulls down my lacy underwear, leaving me in my bra.

I unhook it, throwing it to Alric, who catches it with one hand and a sly smile.

Hunter has me lie down in front of him on the table, my ass at the edge, and slowly opens my legs. His pupils widen, blackness almost taking over his irises. A feral alpha desperate to let loose.

He wraps his arms around my thighs to hold me in place. My slick drips down onto the glass table, excited for what he’sabout to do. My needy scent fills the room, letting them know exactly how desperate I am for them.

Alric and Zachary move closer, taking up spots next to Hunter so they can see every inch of me, each pushing one leg open, stretching me for their viewing pleasure.

Hunter uses both hands to spread me. “Look at that, gentlemen, the perfect pussy.”

They all agree. I blush at that; the excitement and anticipation at being so exposed like this has more slick flowing down.

Hunter trails his thumb up and down, moving my slick around, toying with me, mischievously gliding over my clit, but never applying any pressure. He lifts one hand to run two fingers down my center before inserting them, pumping so fucking slowly. “Before anything happens, we need to make sure you’re ready for us.”

Two more hands join Hunter’s and I moan. Someone is playing with my asshole, swirling around the slick that has dripped down to it. Another hand is circling my clit, while Hunter keeps fucking me with fingers, taking his time. I could come right now from their teasing touches.

Hunter leans down to kiss my core before his tongue is on me. His licks are careful and sensual. He takes his time, knowing exactly how wild that will drive me. He enjoys me like an ice cream cone, savoring each drop, two fingers deep inside me.

Someone’s fingers are thrusting in my ass, another hand spreads me wider for Hunter. His mouth is as playful as he is.

“Hunt, please!”

“I don’t think that’s the magic word, sweetheart,” Zachary says in a seductive tone.