Page 246 of Redfang Royal


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The nest traps their blossoming scents. Smoky maple clogs my throat when Dutch begs.

“Choose your weapon.” Reese spreads toys across the sheets. “I’ll teach you what he likes.”

“He’s not complicated. Any touch will do.” When Bish manhandles his throat, Dutch pushes into the rough touch, all greedy cat.

Like I’m going to walk away from that?

And do what?

Stare at the ocean and pretend I can’t hear the pack fucking Dutch brainless?

Without me?

Absolutely not.

I hesitate over a wand vibrator. “You won’t try to make this about me?”

“Not until you ask for it.” Jin feeds me a head-spinning hit of storm cloud with his wicked whisper.

All I ask is that the batteries are fully charged.

I click the wand to check. The hum numbs my fingers before I flick it off.

Reese whistles. “Want to fucking wreck him, huh?”

Uh huh.

And maybe also myself?

I wave the wand at Dutch. “On your back.”

He rolls over.

The instant obedience drops my stomach beneath the sea. “Hold him down.”

“Nothing I’d enjoy more,” Bish purrs, pinning Dutch’s arms above his head.

The position stretches his abs, straining his bulge against the teeny boxers he slept in. When I peel them down his shaking thighs. Dutch’s cock slingshots to his stomach.

His poor knot.

It really is purple.

Aching to fill his lucky omega, it swells painfully from the smooth-shaven base of his juicy-thick cock.

Pre-cum slicks his head. My mouth fills with the musky sweetness of his scent. Quavering maple alpha, desperate for my touch.

“Don’t turn on the vibe yet.” Reese splays open Dutch’s thighs.

“Make him work for it.” Jin grabs an ankle, forcing Dutch open wide.

Pinned, Dutch pants, his cock twitching.

All I’ve done is look.

Holy fucking fantasy.

I’m all in.

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