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Truk casts Dog a brief glance of resentment, but immediately turns his attention back to my crotch. My panties are soaked through, and in the flickering light of the fire, my tuft of pubic hair is visible through the wet cloth.

Truk wastes no time. Grasping my thighs and spreading them even wider, he buries his face against my apex, crushing his lips against me, sucking and licking me through my panties.

“Please,” I whine. “I need it so bad. I need to come.”

My body writhes uncontrollably, but Dog holds me steady in his strong arms. He leans over me, drops of rainwater rolling from his face to splash on my breasts, which he massages roughly. He rolls my nipples, elevating my desire to even greater levels. His cock presses against my cheek. I turn my head, running my mouth along his shaft, humming as I savor his flavor.

“Does that taste good?” he purrs.

“Mm-hm,” I hum.

My tongue flickers out, licking that pure, clean rain from his hot smooth shaft.

Down below, Truk edges my panties aside again, giving him full access to everything. I should feel ashamed to be splayed and on full display for him like this, but my need is too great for me to care.

I throw my head back and howl as Truk begins to lick and suck my naked pussy. The blade of his tongue traces over my vulva. His plush lips suck and nibble my clit. I cry out and thrash in Dog’s lap.

“That’s it,” Dog purrs over me. “Come like a good omega.”

I feel pressure at my entrance again. Truk wriggles one finger inside, working it deep this time. He curls it with a beckoning motion, scratching that peculiar itch on my front wall and sending ripples of pleasure emanating out from my center to the very tips of my fingers and toes.

“Oh God, that feels so good,” I sob. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

I toss my head back and forth, losing myself to the feverish lust. Dog’s strong hands clutch my face, holding me steady, forcing me to gaze up at him.

“I want to see.” His voice is rumbling and commanding, his fire-lit eyes latched to mine. “I want to see you come.”

My pussy swells with engorgement, tightening around Truk’s stroking finger. Slippery wetness pours out of me, trickling down my taint and pooling around my butt. My clit is so tight and tingly it feels like it could pop inside Truk’s constantly suckling mouth.

And all the while, I stare up into Dog’s face, eerie with jumping shadows from the fire, eyes glimmering like dark jewels.

“I want to see your pretty little face when you break.”

He won’t have to wait long. Truk has stoked the raging fire of my heat to a dangerous level, and every muscle in my body tightens in preparation for the onrushing explosion of my release.

I don’t know if I can withstand the pleasure that’s coming.

CHAPTER 16: KANE

The omega’s sounds of ecstasy split the night, her sharp voice cutting through the white noise of the rain. Her cries are shrill and desperate, easily mistaken for shouts of pain.

But I know better than that.

I perch on the ledge of the collapsed overpass, hunched and silent in the dark rain like one of the stone demons that haunt the ancient temples in our ruined city. From this vantage point, high on the other side of the narrow valley, I can easily spy on the Alphas as they toy with their little plaything.

But these are no ordinary inhabitants of the Zone. That much is clear from the omega’s close-cropped hair and the leather boots on her feet.

She is an Outsider, and so is one of the Alphas.

I hate Outsiders.

I kill Outsiders.

Nothing else brings me more pleasure. It is a shame that the treacherous creatures so rarely venture into the Zone. The opportunities for me to take my vengeance are so very rare.

But this opportunity is too good to pass up. Outsider blood will be spilled this night.

Crawling slowly, the sound of my movements masked by the rain, I move back from the edge of the broken freeway and make my descent down the slope of rubble that leads to the valley below—the valley where the Alphas are making their little omega squeal and moan with pleasure.