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For once, I wish there were cameras watching.

Then I could show everyone.

See?

This is me.

These are my alphas.

And this is my pack.

Bitten, fucked, and bound with blood.

They were always meant to be mine.

SIX WEEKS LATER…

My alarm clock purrs.

I’d hit snooze, only the sound vibrates from my cervix.

Dutch and Reese aren’t just up.

They’re rising and freaking shining, serving a morning cup of double-penetration that jolts my pussy and jitters our mate bond harder than black espresso.

“Holy—”

It’s alllll coming back now.

I remember falling asleep on Dutch’s knot after Bish fucked us into the mattress.

Reese was there. I just don’t remember him being buried knot-deep in my ass.

He is now.

“Breakfast sandwich?” Reese nips my ear from behind, scraping my throat with his beard.

My sleepy morning groan morphs to a gasp.

I lie pillowed on Dutch in the dimness of our cozy, new nest, deep underneath the Wyvern Compound. Also deeply pierced by their cocks.

Reese mounts my ass, smashing me between choco-nutty and maple-bacon muscles like the lemon cream filling melting out of their full-body panini press.

My alphas know what I like.

And they have standing permission to wake me any way they want—as long as they don’t expect me to do cardio.

“Make it spicy.” I shudder.

“What else is there?” Chuckling, Reese eases back on his thighs. “Relax for me. I’ll fuck you both so good.”

I follow his lead—another thing I like doing—breathing and lifting my head enough to finally see Dutch’s face.

“Sllleee. Sllleeee.” He beams happiness through his big, blue eyes and the tingly warmth of our bond, but he can’t get out my name.

He’s gagged.

Mouth overflowing with Bishop’s red, silk tie.

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