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The sounds of flesh slapping together mixes with the sounds of the ocean. I wouldn’t even care if someone was to drive up here and see us. Nothing could make me leave the heat of my man’s ass.
“So tight,” I grunt, slapping his ass cheek.
“Fuck,” he moans. “God, I’m so close.”
“How about you, Omega? You think you can cum again for us?” I already know the answer, Willow can cum all night long if we make her.
“Yes. Yes, so close. Alpha, your cock feels so good,” she whimpers. “And watching the two of you,” she pants out. “So damn sexy.”
“So are you two.” I look down as I pull out and thrust back in. The sight of him taking me so damn good makes my balls tingle. “Look at you, Ledger,” I growl. “Taking my cock so damn well. Good boy. Good fucking boy.”
“Nash,” he whines and I know he’s close.
“Fill our omega up. But no knotting,” I warn him.
He nods quickly, then his body locks up. Ledger lets out a long, pained groan as he cums hard. Ledger’s orgasm must trigger Willow’s because she’s next.
Her back arches off the car and she screams out our names.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Instead of cumming in Ledger, I pull out and stroke myself quickly until I’m cumming. Streams of cum shoot out and land on the globes of Ledger’s ass and all over his wrecked hole.
“So fucking sexy,” I groan as it drips down and onto the grass below.
We all take a moment, catching our breaths, and enjoying the high of our release.
Then Ledger chuckles, Willow laughs and I join them. Pure happiness fills my soul and I know that no matter what happens with Dane and Chandler, I don’t care. I have my girls, my man and because of that, I’m the richest man alive. With love and happiness. That's all that matters.
Chapter Thirty-Five
WILLOW
“No, no, no, no!” I panic, pressing random buttons as the screen of my laptop dies. “Don’t fucking do this to me!” I groan when nothing happens.
“What's going on?” Nash comes skidding into my room, his eyes filled with worry as he looks at me with wide eyes.
“My laptop,” I whine, flopping backward onto the bed. “I just finished that essay and the computer died before I could hit send. It’s due tomorrow and I can’t get the damn computer to turn back on. All that work for nothing.”
Nash lets out a relieved sigh. “Maybe the battery died. Did you try plugging it in?” he asks as he comes over to me.
“It was plugged in the whole time. It’s just a piece of shit. I’ve needed a new one for a while now.”
“Why didn’t you say anything? We could have taken you to get one,” Nash asks, taking the laptop and messing around with it.
“I didn't see the need to waste the money on a new one when this one still worked. But I didn’t think it would die as soon as I was in the middle of an important assignment. And it’s due by five today.” Tears of frustration fill my eyes.
“Did you back it up to the cloud?”
I shake my head. “No.” I sigh. “It’s been full and I haven’t gone in to free up space, so it hasn’t been backing anything up on there.”
“Willow,” he groans.
“I know. I know. I suck okay.” I roll over and shove my face into the pillow, trying not to have a breakdown. I could rewrite the essay, as much as it would suck to do. But not before it’s due in two hours.
“Hey. You don’t suck.” Nash soothes me, running a hand down the back of my head.
“I am.” I peek up at him. “I make thousands of dollars with my job and I’ve yet to use any on myself.”
“What about Dane and Chandler?” he asks, and it looks like it pains him to do so.
