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I rub her ass. “Who’d you think about?”
“You.” Smirking, she squeezes my knot. “All of you.”
“Visualization is power.” Dutch strokes behind her ear. “Manifest that dick, Solly.”
Sol laughs, tickling my cock, and of all alphas, she beams her spotlight smile on me. “What next, Coach Reese?”
“Work your lips over his head,” I rasp.
She hums and opens her mouth. Bish strains his seams, wobbling.
Sol needs zero help exploring, licking under, then around his head. But she’s out of time for slow. Her walls roll, begging me as a soft whine builds from her belly.
“Heat.” My knot pulses, desperate to end that sound. “I have to fuck you onto him, okay? We’ll go easy.”
Her pussy squeezes the okay.
I rock into her, purring and caressing her back. “So fucking sexy. Relax your throat for him. Yeah. There you go. Take him down slow.”
Moving with her breaths, stomping the urge to rage and rut, I bump her deeper on Bish’s cock.
He’s the one who chokes. His fingers twist, going fucking wild.
As I fuck into her, Dutch reaches under her stomach, sliding toward her clit. Jin makes his spot at her side, one hand gripping her throat, the other teasing the rim of her ass.
It’s fucking magic how we come together to serve our girl.
Got all the family I ever needed, right here.
But we can’t drag this out much longer.
Solly’s walls bite ‘til my ass cramps and my teeth want to whine.
Gotta take her throat.
She’s almost kissing Bishop’s knot when I have to call the game, guiding her hips and easing back her lips. “Don’t finish him yet.”
Bish glares like I forgot to iron his slacks, but he’ll fucking thank me later. This pussy is insatiable.
Glaze-eyed, Solly grabs his thigh. “Touch me.”
“Yes.” Bish combs her hair away from her throat, baring her skin for me.
Surprisingly gentle for a guy nursing a brass pipe between his thighs.
With the pack stroking and purring her, Sol softens.
I curl around her like we’re cuddled in the sleeping bag we used to share. Only, Sol doesn’t need me to keep her warm.
She’s superheated.
Dutch and Jin overlapped their bites. The two linked rings bleed over the older scars.
Not to hide the marks; I wouldn’t erase her scars any more than I’d erase mine.
We’ve all been through some shit.
We earned those stripes.
