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I snapped my chin up, so lost in thought that I hadn’t realized I’d been staring mindlessly at the headboard. I twisted to look at him as his knot grew, the bulb beginning to rub against my walls. His scent intensified as his arousal spiked. I breathed him in.

“Yes, little Omega. Feel me,” he grunted. “I’m going to cum, going to knot you, ensure my seed takes hold.”

My skin burned with my heat, with my pleasure, with lust and desire. I reached back and latched onto his neck, pulling him forward as I twisted myself up so I could plant a dozen kisses on his lips and jaw. “Please, Alpha. Knot me. Fill me. Breed me.”

“Look at you,” Jason murmured. “Begging so prettily for your Alpha.” He shoved his fingers into my hair and fisted the strands. “Fucking gorgeous. Make him come, Omega mine.”

I squeezed around Vance’s cock, feeling the hard bump of his knot, feeling the bright burst of pleasure as he rubbed across my prostate. “Oh, fuck. Oh, God. Alpha. Please.”

“Come,” Jason ordered, and I did, my spend jetting from my cock and falling in stripes across the bed as Vance’s knot grew impossibly large, filling me completely. His cock jerked, and the warmth of his semen flooded my body. I rode the wave of rapture and endorphins with a sigh of pleasure.

Lips touched mine in a sweet caress, settling me into a dream-like state of sated contentment. From the quick inhalations, I knew it was Jason kissing me, but there were other lips pressed to my body. Jules on my inner thigh, Vance on my neck and behind my ear, and Auggie lapping up the sweat dotting my shoulders.

“Thank you,” Vance whispered against my neck in between more of those delicious kisses. He rocked his hips, grinding his knot into my prostate, sending a fresh shockwave of ecstasy through me. Pushing a groan from my chest. Auggie slid down my side and beneath me, licking my flank, cleaning my cock, and moaning with each swallow of salt and semen he found.

When Vance’s knot shrank and he softened enough to withdraw, Auggie was there, again cleaning my ass with his tongue. Jules rolled away, giving up his space to Vance, who fell heavily onto the mattress beside me. I turned over, and Vance laid his palm on my belly, rubbing like that too would cause me to catch.

“My sweet Omega.”

I almost laughed because I’d never once thought of myself as sweet, but maybe… Maybe for him, I could be.

With Julius…

Jules stood at the end of the bed, between his brother’s spread legs, massaging mine as I lay limply in a sated sprawl. Seeing desire sparkling in his gaze, ‌a ripple of heat coursed across my skin. Holy hotness. How could I possibly get it up again? Yet as soon as the thought passed through my mind, there went my dick, twitching to life.

“Get on his cock, brother,” Jules said, tapping Auggie’s ass with enough force that I heard it. “Get him hard for us.”

Auggie popped up, twisting to look at Jules. I couldn’t tell what passed between them as I couldn’t see Auggie’s face and they didn’t speak aloud. All I saw was Jules’ raised brow, his wink, and the wry smirk he gave his brother. Then Auggie laughed and pushed my legs together so he could straddle them. He dove on my shaft like a man starved, like he could suck the cum right out of my balls without my say-so.

Mercy!

Placing my hands on either side of his head, I held him as he bobbed to a rhythm all of his own. He hummed and slurped, laved and licked. My cock liked it so much it stiffened without my consent, which, of course, I would have given anyway. He swallowed me down, deep-throating me with ease. I simply could not look away, nor did I want to, until Jules pushed my legs apart again.

Jules teased my balls, flicking them with his fingertips, lightly grazing the smooth flesh because yes, I was naturally hairless down there. His fingers dipped lower, sliding along the crease of my ass, caressing the skin surrounding my hole, darting inside with a long digit. When he pulled his finger out and stuck it in his mouth to taste it, my skin flushed with a fresh onslaught of heat, and I was seeing red.

But then…

“What the fuck?” Jason growled, staring around at the flashing red lights.

Oh no…

“Oh, hell no!” I sat up and shoved Augustus off me, clambered over a stunned Vance, and slammed my hand on a button on the wall. A steel drawer slid out from under the bed as I pulled open my side table drawer, removed my Glock 19 and a fifteen-round magazine, and racked the slide, chambering a round. “Pick,” I ordered, pointing into the exposed underbed gun case, one of two I had in the house before I flicked off the safety.

Jason grabbed my arm, spinning me around to face him. “What’s going on?”

“Someone bypassed my elevator code. That can only be done two ways: by me or at the front desk, so they can send up deliveries. They know better than to trip it without checking with me first, so I can disable my alarms.” I stared at Jason with dawning realization. “Who did you tell?”

“What?”

“Who did you tell that you were coming here?”

“Me? Nobody. What are you—”

“Alpha.” We both turned to look at Vance.

“We told Colonel Wallace.”

“I don’t think it was—” the colonel I was going to say, but got cut off.