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Rook groans in my ear, and even though it’s so unlike him, I think he’s come. Must feel way different with another dick in there, I guess.

“Oh, fuck. Jesus, donkey, fuck! You didn’t tell me your mate’s hung like a horse,” Rook groans, and then it clicks what’s actually going on.

Jonah smirks at me over Rook’s shoulder. “Have you ever gotten knotted while knotting a sweet little omega pussy?” The whispered question wasn’t even directed at me, but I’m flooding the hardwood with slick anyway.

“No,” Rook moans.

Jonah grins at me. “Well, you’re about to.”

I’ve stopped jerking Drago off. I can hardly think, let alone do more than one thing at a time. He seems to understand this and has no problem fucking my hand himself.

Rook has stopped fucking me, letting the motion of Jonah’s thrusts carry through to me, and I gotta say…

I fucking love it.

Jonah pushes Rook’s body into me at the perfect tempo, rubbing Rook’s knot against me just right to make me come within moments.

As I’m bucking and moaning, both Rafe and Rook groan and start cursing.

“Fuck, sweet girl, don’t make me come just yet. I haven’t even knotted you yet,” Rafe says from behind me.

“That pussy of yours is just fucking magic, Willa,” Rook moans, gripping my hips tighter as Jonah pounds into him from behind.

“Knot me!” I heave, wrapping an arm around Rafe’s neck and my legs around both Rook and Jonah, pulling them both closer. Both of them grunt, and it’s Jonah who pushes into Rook enough so his knot crests my opening.

My body instantly takes in it.

Rafe grunts as he feels Rook’s knot pressing into him through my body.

“Are you sure about this?” Rafe asks, wrapping his big hand around my throat.

I lean into the touch, body undulating on Rook’s knot.

“Fucking knot me, Alpha. Right now.”

Rafe follows my order, and my body accepts his knot as well.

Instant climax.

The moment both knots are in me, an orgasm explodes within, crashing into me like a freight train carrying a Mack truck full of knotted cocks.

Drago can’t hold off anymore and comes not in my hand, but like a firehose against my hip and down my leg. Jeez, contents under pressure, I guess.

“One more,” Rook says, blue eyes glazed with pleasure. “You need at least three. That’s the rule.”

I didn’t know when that rule came to be, but I was not gonna complain.

I also don’t know what that fucking mage is thinking, setting my cooch to vibrate on maximum high, but he’s got all of us, Rafe, Jonah, and me, screaming as we come pretty much at the same time.

Just as the last dregs of pleasure ebb away, I’m overwhelmed with the need to sink my teeth into Rook’s flesh.

I grab him, nearly pulling him away from Jonah, and bite my mage on the apex of his shoulder.

He hisses as my teeth sink in, but it’s only a moment before he’s sinking his teeth into the side of my neck.

I scream at the sensation, releasing my grip on his shoulder.

His teeth are much different than wolf shifter teeth.

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