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Dair picks up on it and glances away from me to say, “Soon you and I are gonna keep our woman knotted for days. There won’t be a single moment, awake or otherwise, where she isn’t split open on one of our knots.” Ferris groans loudly and abandons his noble quest of keeping guard while I get absolutely railed.

His free hand makes quick work of his fly and then his perfect dick is in his hand, and he’s fucking himself hard and fast. Dair matches his pace, thrusting in time so that between the feeling of him and the visual of Ferris it feels like he’s fucking us both. I feel another orgasm on the horizon, steadily gaining strength into something cataclysmic.

Ferris is the first to burst, and I watch as his cum spurts with so much force that it lands mere inches from where Dair fucks me. I reach out and swipe my finger through it and bring it to my mouth to taste. His flavor explodes on my tongue at the same time that slick explodes from my pussy in a gush as I orgasm.

Dair falls completely forward, covering me entirely with his body and fucks me hard and fast. His mouth latches onto the nearest blanket and bites hard as his masculine whimpers and stuttering hips signal the warm flood of his cum inside of me. I feel his knot right at my entrance, teasing me, but I know he’s right that we shouldn’t.

He pulls back, holding his weight so that he can look down at me. “You are so fucking incredible. A gift that I’m going to spend every moment cherishing.” He leans down and kisses my forehead.

I smile, incandescent at the thought that this is my future now. Worshiped by two alphas that want me as much as I want them.

“Now,” he growls, pulling out of my wrecked pussy. “Let’s get you ready for bed.” He gently removes my boots and pants and finally spreads my legs wide, groaning when he sees his cum spilling out of me. His face is pure male satisfaction. “Aw, I made a mess of you, omega. We need to clean that up before it makes a wet spot on the blankets.”

I lie still, waiting for him to get a cloth, but then he purrs, and his eyes get that wild look to them. “Ferris,” he snarls. “Our omega needs to be cleaned up. You can help with that, right?”

“Fuck,” Ferris grunts, and crawls over, just like I fantasized, and lies down between my legs.

“What are you doing?” I ask, breathless.

“Worshiping you,” he says, and then his tongue drags over my pussy, licking up the combined mess of my slick and Dair’s cum.

I fall asleep to the warm, gentle glide of Ferris’s tongue.

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FERRIS

The Wilds

14 Days Until the Full Moon

Iwake with the taste of Raine and Dair on my tongue and the sound of scavenger bird calls echoing in the dawn light. Beside me, Raine is pressed between my body and Dair’s. She’s using Dair’s arm as a pillow, which drapes across the space so that his hand can tangle in my curls. Her little nose is smashed deeply into Dair’s side, mouth parted in deep sleep.

Yesterday, the plan had been for us to rest here for one day, gather more water, and hydrate before hiking closer to the Wastes. Dair estimated that we’d be in the Wastes within six days, and from there it’s another eight or nine days to the Foothill Territory, depending on how much trouble we get into. My guess is, we don’t have the time to rest.

As if he can hear me thinking, Dair’s eyes slowly open and focus on mine. There’s only the space required for Raine’s body between us, and being as close as we are, I can’t help but think about how I kissed him in a moment of adrenaline-spiked relief, and he didn’t push me away.

His morning voice is scratchy, unlike his usually smooth timbre, and it rasps against my skin when he says, “We can’t stay here. Aside from time slipping away, the old man’s body is going to attract all kinds of animals that we don’t want to deal with.”

“Agreed,” I whisper.

“Did you tell her about being scent-matches?” he asks, emphasizing scent-match to make it clear he really means true mates.

“I didn’t have the chance,” I say, then I narrow my eyes. “Have you told her yet?”

Dair doesn’t act surprised that I’ve figured it out. I’ve been thinking about the three of us a lot, and there’s just no way that Dair would have tended another alpha’s bite unless the omega was his mate too.

“No,” he admits. “We should tell her together, and soon. But today, we need to move quickly to get out of here. Let’s focus on refilling our water supplies and take advantage of the river and bathe, then we need to get moving.”

I look at Raine’s peaceful expression and worry that she’s not healed enough for what’s coming. Dair sighs, “I know, but we can’t be caught in the Wastes during the full moon. Even making it to the Foothill Territory before then would be better than being trapped in the Wilds.”

“Why?” I ask, confused. “What does the full moon have to do with anything?”

Dair’s eyes are dark, expression pained. He opens his mouth to explain, but Raine stretches out, eyes fluttering open. “Later,” he says. “I’ll explain later.”

After I boil more water, we each take a river bath, and eat a small breakfast of fire-roasted wapato tubers that we harvested along the bank of the Great River. There were enough plants that we were each able to pack a decent amount so that we have more to roast at the next opportunity. It’s getting more and more important that we forage what we can before the land becomes dead, so these nutrient-rich tubers are a boon.

We don’t go back to Gar’s body. The birds are already circling, and other beasts will take care of the rest. Instead, we head further west.