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“You won’t come until he knots you,” Ebony told her.
Her whine was deep and low with Rook’s next thrust, her chest heaving. Ebony held her deep over Drake’s length as he pumped into her, and I could feel Drake nearing his own climax. In the last second, Ebony switched, dragging her lips to his tip and letting her fumble for Drake’s shaft.
Rook groaned, and her whole body seized as he pressed his knot into her from behind.
He let out a breathy “Fuuckk” as Ebony dragged her back to Drake, letting her catch one more deep breath of air before Rook and Drake finished in her at the same time.
Tears were tracking down her cheeks as Ebony dragged her lips over his cock one last time, and I renewed the speed of my thumb on her clit.
“Good girl,” Ebony breathed. “Come, Little Omega.”
Her sounds were desperate as she came, lips still trapped over Ebony’s cock, and the feeling of Rook’s knot rocking into her sent me over another cliff.
When Ebony released her, she was still shaking from the orgasm.
This felt right, with the whole pack as she’d wanted.
“I’m going to bite you, Princess,” I told her.
Her delight was a shot through the bond, and I arched her neck and leaned down, pressing my teeth to the front of her neck, wanting every person who ever met her to see it.
She shuddered in Rook’s grip, her connection with us in the bond momentarily like a firework, her scent became that storm of possession again as I claimed her fully and completely.
With every orgasm, Vex tumbled further into the throes of heat.
I thought heat started with the craziest part, but day two was when she was feverish with need.
This was madness. I hadn’t, before now, been able to conceive of a single person being able to have that many orgasms.
With each one, she became more feral.
Ebony was like oil on the fire, sometimes spending an hour with her knotted against him, making her cum over and over. Once it got so bad she could barely catch her breath as she trembled, each lungful of air ragged.
When I finally ripped him from her, telling him (in no uncertain terms) that he shouldn’t to orgasm his omega into an asthma attack, she almost burst into tears.
He grinned at me, sank back into the sheets, then grabbed her by the hips and dragged her over his face. She then managed a truly impressive feat, as she spent her next orgasm with arms folded, actively levelling me with a death glare.
I’d had to give her an inhaler.
I supposed it was telling, at least, that there was one in the heat medical kit we had in the cupboard.
Fucking idiots.
FIFTY-NINE
VEX
The full fury of my heat had broken at last and it was everything I could have ever dreamed of. A blur of passion and love and lust. I’d never, in all my life, felt as safe as I did in this nest with my mates.
I don’t know what day we were on. Three… maybe four? We’d ordered take out half a dozen times at least by the amount of paper bags accumulating at the door.
It would be another day or two before it was over completely, but I was back to myself. I could take heat breaks, go outside or downstairs to the kitchen to help cook breakfast (even if it was to discover it was five o’clock in the evening).
Drake was the last to bite me.
“You want to know the truth, Dreamgirl?” he asked, when I’d finally brought it up. “I just can’t decide how to make it perfect.”
“Perfect is you and me,” I whispered.
