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The deep, clear voice rings behind me, sending a thrill down my spine as my fuzzy mind remembers his name.

Archer.

“So beautiful,” he purrs. “Work him harder, sweetheart.”

The alpha under me pants and moans while I press down. My hips snap forward and back, chasing the electricity humming through my center.

I can’t even keep track of the sounds pouring out of me. The air is thick between us, my sweet scent meshing with his herbaceous lemongrass and sharp citrus.

I lick at his pulse, sucking his skin into my mouth. I want to bite him. I need to?—

“No, Omega,” Ronan barks. “Be my good little girl and tease him. No bites.”

I whine, and Theo snarls. One of his hands flies up and catches a handful of my hair, yanking me closer. The new angle hits me differently, and I scream, the cry reverberating off his wide, straining chest.

With one final roar, his cock jerks under me, shooting thick ropes of white over his entire abdomen, smearing into the bottom of my breasts while I lose control.

The man under me seems dazed, but the one behind me sounds tighter. “Tell me how she feels, Theo.”

He sighs, the rough sound as rumbly as his purr. “Fucking heaven,” he grits out. “She’s pulsing all over my cock. And when she slides down far enough, her pussy tries to grip my knot.”

His hands have softened, petting and stroking, guiding me over him faster and faster. “That’s right, precious. Grind that gorgeous slick-soaked pussy all over that knot. So fucking perfect.”

His lips find mine, tongue teasing just so, pushing me into oblivion.

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The fog clears as quickly as it came over me.

And I would be jumping off the nearest cliff right about now, if I didn’t have the world’s most gorgeous pussy wrapped sideways around my still-throbbing dick.

Fuck. My knot has never been this big. I can’t imagine how I’ll ever fit it in her without hurting her.

If she ever wants to look at me again after this.

I gulp down a thick wash of shame as she flops onto my chest, spent, our mess slicked between our bare bodies. I’m already reaching around, feeling for a blanket to cover her, when one flutters down around us. I glance behind me to find Ronan there, tucking the fabric around us with one hand while the other squeezes his cock through his closed suit pants.

An embarrassed mutter comes from the other side of the couch. “Shit.”

Ronan moves again, tossing a kitchen towel over to Archer. His pants are around his knees, his dick covered in a thick layer of cum. He promptly sets to work cleaning up and then slips out of the room, murmuring, “Watch her. I’m going to get a thermometer.”

Meg snuggles into my neck, sighing sleepily. I watch her every move, memorizing them. Because I know when she wakes up she might not want anything to do with me.

Ronan settles a firm hand on my shoulder. “You did good, Theo.”

I shake my head, chagrin swamping me. “No. She was going into heat, and I snapped into a rut. I could have?—”

The words choke off. I can’t even say them.

Ronan squeezes my neck, making me turn my head. His steel eyes glint. “You snapped into a rut and didn’t take her. You didn’t even touch her without permission. You thought about her consent, even when you weren’t in your right mind. Honestly, big guy? I don’t know many alphas who could have done the same.”

My hand shakes while I pet Meg’s silky blonde hair. “What if she’s mad?”

Ronan sighs. “We won’t know for sure until she wakes up. But I’m betting she’ll be more embarrassed than angry.”

Archer strides up, back to looking like a doctor and not a guy who just jacked off watching his packmate grind his dick against a hot omega. He leans over us and presses a thermometer to her forehead, tsking quietly while he nods. Some of the tension perched on his brow disappears.

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