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I’m dying to sink my bite, to rail her limp and brainless, but I’m even more into coaching her orgasms.

As I smooth her ribs, I catch Bish’s eye.

His gel-job is wrecked, hair every-fucking-where, and his vibe hits extra wild when he’s bare-ass naked instead of hiding behind five layers of color-coordinated bullshit.

I jerk my chin.

Totally off his game, he slides across the sheets, letting me summon him without a quip.

Even without the bond, Sol must sense the weird. She glances over her shoulder, giving my cock a questioning half-squeeze; what’s up?

Girl can communicate vaginally.

Fucking love having her on my team.

“Lift up on your hands?” I strum her spine, rubbing out her shoulders as she rises on shaking forearms.

No questions, only trust.

“Careful on your wrist.” I help ease her weight off the cast.

“Me? What about you?”

“What about me?”

“You were shot?”

I chuckle, knot-deep in dripping heaven. “No such thing as pain.”

“Right?” She shudders around my cock.

My purr ratchets. “Show Bish how good you take care of your alphas.”

She double-scrunches my dick; aye-aye, Captain!

Woulda thought I’d want my moment alone with Sol, but I don’t need to be the superstar—that’s all her.

As she sizes up Bish’s package, I’m all good.

I belong here.

Don’t have to chase or fight or prove shit.

“Kiss the head,” I rasp through my epiphany.

She licks Bishop’s tip, teasing his weeping eye with the sweep of her tongue.

“Queen,” Bish groans, dangerously close to begging. He fists her loose hair. “Don’t tease unless you want to be teased.”

His cockhead’s so purple, I have to take pity.

I nudge Solly forward with my hips. “This your first time?”

“Not my first time thinking about it.” She licks her lips.

Bish and I shudder.

Hot as fuck.

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