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He grunted, gripping me as he thrust in an unforgiving frenzy.

All I felt was his cock.

All I saw was the beast as he whipped a savage, frantic glare at London. He pulled harder against the bonds, desperation burning in his stare as his arms stretched out behind him. But there was a flicker of sadness there, knowing this was how it had to be. It was all of them or nothing, and now the beast understood. I bowed my spine as I clutched at Carven and climaxed hard.

One low moan and London grunted.

Hard, panting breaths filled the space as I fell forward, caught by Carven alone.

That tormented keening sound came once more.

“I think—” London gasped. “I think he got the point.”

I couldn’t answer. I could hardly breathe. But I forced myself to nod and lift my head. “Undo him.”

“Wait.” Carven shook his head, easing out from underneath me. “We need to think about this.”

But one look into the beast’s eyes and I didn’t need to. The longing in that stare was almost cruel. “Undo the bonds, Carven. Let him come to me.”

The beast opened and closed his mouth, desperate to find mine. Both Carven and London eased backwards, slid from the bed, and reached for Colt’s hands.

“You want me?” I lifted my arms. “Then come.”

They’d barely undone the buckles before he lunged, slamming into me and driving me back against the bed. I hit the pillows hard as he pressed his nose against my neck, his tongue licking the spot where London’s grip had been.

He was all over me, moving down, sniffing my breasts, licking my nipples, before he sank low and nuzzled my legs apart with a shove of his chin. “Oh, God,” I whimpered as his tongue hit my pussy.

Beep.

London’s phone chimed once more, but I barely heard a thing as the beast gripped my ass, tilted my hips, and devoured my pussy. My clit pulsed, making me lift my head to watch the beast move upward, flicking that dark, animalistic stare to me as he drowned out the scent of his brother with his own.

“Looks like he’s settled in,” Carven muttered as the beast nuzzled that sensitive nub, making me whimper. “Christ, he’s going to be there for hours, isn’t he?”

I arched my back, opening my legs wider. “God, I hope so.”

Beep.

London swore under his breath and yanked on his clothes. “Carven, you’re going to need to stay here tonight. I don’t want her left alone.”

Carven yanked on his jeans, but left them unbuttoned, and crossed his arms. “Oh, I’m not going anywhere. I’m quite enjoying the show.”

I fisted the sheets as that drugging charge ripped through me, making my back arch. The beast dipped low to lick my ass with one rough drag of his tongue. He reached up, grabbed my hips, and flipped me over, until I was face-first against the sheets.

“Where,” I managed, still clenching the bedding. “Where are you going?”

London stepped closer. Only this time, the beast never paid him any mind, just yanked my hips upwards until I was on my knees, my ass directly in his line of sight.

“Taking care of business, pet. You just lie there and enjoy yourself.”

I shook my head as the beast speared his tongue inside me and my pussy clenched, milking another climax to the surface. “It’s torture.”

“It looks like it,” London answered. “Now, be a good girl and come all over his face.”

I dropped my head, rocking back and forth as that desperate wave rose once more.

I didn’t feel London leave.

Felt nothing other than that slick warmth pulling out, and the cool air…a second before Colt dipped lower and slid that delicious tongue over my clit once more. Then I was falling apart, being driven backwards, pushing against his mouth, and unleashing a cry of release.

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