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Spreading my folds between his fingers, he licks me with the flat of his tongue, from the bottom of my entrance up to my clit. I whimper, and he does it again.
“How does she taste, Cam?” Memphis asks, his voice vibrating against my back.
“Like fucking honey.” Cam lowers his face and devours me, exploring me with his tongue while Memphis plays with my breasts. He draws little circles around my nipples before pinching them, making me whine and press myself even harder against Cam’s tongue.
“Put a finger in her, Camden,” Denver orders. He stands in front of us, pumping his hard length in his hand while he watches me. “Give her something to clench onto.”
Camden obeys, sliding one long finger inside me up to his knuckle. My walls clench around him—it’s so good, but not enough. I need to be filled by something bigger, stretched out around a cock.
“More, please,” I beg. “I need more.”
Denver lets out a low chuckle. “How much does that greedy pussy want?” he says. “Two?”
I shake my head, and his brows raise.
“Three? Well then, give the lady what she wants,” Denver commands.
I jump as Memphis lowers his mouth to my neck and sucks hard at the same time that Camden stretches me open with three fingers. The whole time, Cam’s tongue doesn’t stop laving my clit. My senses are overwhelmed by their touch. Every muscle tightens, the hot coil in my stomach growing tighter and tighter.
My vision goes white, and I’m shuddering around Camden’s fingers in one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had.
It’s perfect.
Two pairs of hands stroke my body, guiding me back to earth. Memphis, touching my ribs and breasts, and Camden stroking my legs. I open my eyes to see Camden’s face, shiny with my slick. It makes him look dirty and ravenous and so fucking sexy.
“Nothing has ever tasted better,” he says darkly.
“You need a knot now, don’t you?” Denver’s still stroking his cock, eyes hard on me.
I nod desperately. Now that Cam’s fingers are gone, I feel so desperately empty.
Denver’s eyes flash with satisfaction. “Good. I hope you mean that, princess, because I won’t take it easy on you.”
My heart pounds rapidly in my chest, blood rushing in my ears so loudly that all I can hear is that roar. My vision gets hazy at the edges until all I can focus on is my aching, empty cunt. I need to be filled so badly.
Strong arms lower me to the soft pile of my nest. I’m surrounded by the scents of my Alphas. It’s perfect, and I built it. Here, I can take whatever they give me.
Denver’s face enters my vision, taking up my attention. He holds himself up on his elbows, his body hovering over mine. I raise my hand to trace his features—the sharp jaw covered by his trim beard, the strong nose, the dirty blond hair falling over his forehead. Automatically, I push the loose lock back. His hair is shockingly soft.
“I’ve been waiting so long for this, princess,” he says softly.
I bite my lip, feeling warm inside at his open affection. Denver can be so brusque, pushing affection aside while he takes control. But here, in my nest, his discipline-built walls finally come down and I can see the desperate desire in his hazel eyes.
He lowers his hand to position the head of his cock at my opening. Moving it up and down, he gathers my slick, preparing himself to enter me. I bite my lip, suddenly nervous. Denver is the largest of the Alphas, not quite as long as Camden but so, so thick. My body was barely able to accommodate him the first time.
At the same time, it hurts not to have him. My heat-ravaged senses only care about being filled. I want Denver locked inside me, connected so completely that our bodies feel fused together. I shift my hips, trying to make him fuck me faster.
“Please,” I whimper. “I’m ready. I need you.”
He raises a brow, and for a second I think he’s about to deny me. Then, he sinks another inch of his cock inside me. My pussy stretches to take him, pain giving way to pleasure.
“I’m all yours,” he says.
Denver takes his time, pressing himself into me deeper and deeper until he’s fully seated, my clit pressed against his hipbone. He freezes, and I see the defined muscles of his arms tremble as he holds himself back.
“You feel so fucking good,” he groans, and I feel my pussy pulse around him.
He braces himself on one arm so he can use his hand to rub small circles on my clit. Slick streams from me, coating him as he rocks in and out of me. I wrap my legs around his waist, holding on as my pleasure moves higher and higher. I can feel his knot hardening at his base, ready to fill me.
