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I grin and give her a few more shallow strokes. Then, when I see that she has let her guard down and isn’t expecting it, I thrust hard, sinking my member balls-deep in her sweltering cunt and parking my blunt head against her creamy back wall.

She tosses back her head and yowls, as I plunge myself again and again into her hot, wet depths.

CHAPTER 29: SLOANE

I’m getting fucked hard while my ass is plugged with an Alpha knot.

The two massive dicks inside me are rubbing together deep inside. It reminds me of silk being rubbed between a thumb and a forefinger. Only this is not silk—it’s the tender, inner membranes of my body.

I’m being fucked and shared by two Alphas at once.

Two long, hard Alpha cocks stretching and pumping both of my holes.

And yet, somehow, I’m still hungry for more.

“Truk,” I mumble weakly.

My voice is stuttering from the rhythmic jolting of Dog’s thrusting member.

I cast my eyes around the dark room, but I don’t see Truk. I smell him—his thick, forest scent fills my nostrils—but I don’t see him.

Massive hands clasp the sides of my skull.

Strong hands. Rough hands.

My head tilts backward and I find myself staring up at the muscular savage. He is gazing down at me with wicked intent, blond hair dangling down around his shadowed face. Jewel-like eyes blaze beneath a hard, heavy brow.

“Here I am, my omega.”

Something hot and smooth brushes against my cheeks. I whimper and turn my head, letting the long, throbbing shaft of Truk’s dick slide along my mouth, curling back my lower lip. His smooth balls, heavy with seed, drag over my face. I kiss and lick his genitals, letting the hot animal reek fill my senses.

My heat rises, consuming me like a raging fire.

“Truk…”

My voice sounds funny and slurred from the stone-hard cock sawing across my mouth and bending my lips. My tongue darts out, tasting the salt-sweat of his skin.

I lick the thumping underside of his shaft. I lick the sexy little seam of his big sac. I suck one of his dangling, egg-like balls into my mouth, relishing the taste and feel as I roll my tongue around it.

“Oh fuck you feel so good,” Truk groans.

I release his nut from my lips with a popping sound. Saliva wets my cheeks, just as my other messy fluid is coating my crotch and butt and wide open thighs where Kane and Dog are both fucking me.

“Open your mouth,” Truk growls.

I do as he says, opening wide for him. He tilts my head back and stands over me, angling his hips so he can slide the tip of his dick into my mouth. He fucks my face upside down, going slowly at first, inching his length deeper and deeper inside me.

The angle is uncomfortable, but it allows Truk’s long cock to slide so deeply down my throat. He sinks into me until his heavy balls are dangling against my face and his penis is sheathed deep in my esophagus.

My gag reflex kicks in. My throat convulses. I start to choke, and a wave of panic rushes through me.

“Relax,” Truk purrs.

I whine around the thick member filling my mouth and my throat. How the hell am I supposed to relax with three Alpha dicks buried inside me? I struggle to move, but my body is totally enslaved to them, the masters of my three holes.

“Relax,”

Truk’s hand grips my throat firmly but gently. His palm moves with a stroking motion, relaxing the muscles of my neck that are bulging from the pressure of his flesh in my gullet.