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She gets more.

When she finally softens under me, I reach around her to pet her clit without mercy until her pussy begins the delightful fisting again.

Aston lounges at our side and gathers her hair up to watch her face. “We’re going to breed you,” he says. “You understand that, don’t you, Freya?”

“Oh God, please,” she says. Her pussy squeezes so tightly over me it compels yet another hot batch of cum.

“She likes the sound of that,” I say darkly. “She wants us to.” The omega in her recognizes that we are her mates just as we recognize her as ours. There is danger before she is bred that others might take her away.

If we breed her, if she carries our child, no man, not even the king, will dare separate us.

So we fuck her, one then the other, and then together, taking her over and over again until she does not even have the energy to beg us for more, and then we rouse her in whatever way we need.

* * *

It might be the third day, or it might be the fourth. My cock feels raw, and our mate lies limp over me with her head resting against my chest. Her pussy is hot around my cock, but I’m no longer fully hard.

“Fuck, I think she has broken my cock,” Aston mutters beside me. I fist his hair to draw him closer, and we share a lusty kiss. Her head pops up, and her pussy squeezes around my length, awakening my cock.

I drag my lips from Aston’s to find her wearing a coquettish expression as she nibbles on her lip.

“I like it when you kiss.”

I smirk. “I like it when we kiss, too.”

She swallows and looks between us. “Do you… un…”

“Do we what, little one?”

She blushes… At least she is not screeching for our cock, so I believe her heat is over.

“She wants to know if we fuck,” Aston says bluntly, like I didn’t already guess.

She glares at him.

“What do you think?” I ask her, redirecting her attention my way.

“I think that you do and that I would like to watch.”

My cock performs an enthusiastic thud inside her. I thought it was dead, but her saucy words rouse it to life—only it is not entirely pleasurable and the lass’s wince tells me she needs a rest, too. “We might need a bit of time to recover,” I say. “You have broken both our cocks.”

She sighs. “Fine then.” She tucks her head back down. “Tomorrow.”

Aston chuckles and rolls out of the bed. I watch his ass as he stalks over to the table and gets a drink.

“Your humble servants, we shall do our best to satisfy your curiosity.”

“Good,” she says, pressing a kiss to my chest, and then, if I’m not mistaken, our little omega is fast asleep.

ChapterTwelve

Freya

Ifall asleep in Lor’s arms and wake up in Aston’s. I feel like I’ve been asleep for a very long time, and much of what transpired before is fuzzy in my mind. My body aches, but it is a delicious kind of ache. Muscles have been tested in ways they have never been before. My throat is a little sore. Inside and out. I remember screaming out my pleasure, demanding, and growling.

I remember biting them. As I reach for my neck, I feel the distinct sting—they have bitten me too.

“Let it be,” Aston says, taking my fingers away.

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