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All four alphas stare at me while I whine, lowering myself to work it along Jonah’s leaking length. He snarls, his teeth scraping the fingers I’ve placed over his lips.
Avery looms behind my big man, every inch the beautiful demon. Swirling ink on pale skin, muscles cinching and flexing as he grinds his silver-studded cock into his fist again and again.
A special display just for me.
Love swells in the pit of my stomach, and I catch his eye, trying to show him how I’m feeling without words. When I find my favorite fire snapping in the ghostly blue, another whine squeaks out of me.
Jonah licks the cords of my throat, the motion soothing and sweet in an animalistic way. That’s how he’s been this whole time. Nosing at me. Licking my skin and scoring me with his teeth. It all makes me even more desperate.
He may be out of it, but it’s still him, my kind-hearted, gentle giant.
Slick squelches out of my pussy, dousing Tristan’s thick knot with slippery warmth. When he growls, I press down harder, grinding my clit into Jonah, chasing the pound there.
Jonah groans, his huge hand gripping the back of my neck. He tries to yank me away from Tristan, and a twinge of panic stabs my gullet.
How do I stop him? Should I stop him? I want him so badly I can barely breathe, but I can’t let Tris hurt.
Avery’s brows fold, his fist slowing. He opens his mouth, but before anyone can speak, Spencer’s hand covers my throat.
For a second, everyone freezes. Spencer is putting himself in the middle of this? With his wrist crossed over Jonah’s?
My handsome professor doesn’t seem bothered at the moment. When I whip my head in his direction, his dark gaze lands on mine, intent. Demanding, even. He flexes his fingers gently.
“You’re going to take both of these cocks at once. There won’t be room for either of them to knot you.”
I whine, equal parts relieved and distressed. His gaze softens.
“I know, omega,” he murmurs. “If you want more when you’re done, I promise you’ll get it. Right, Ave?”
Avery’s tattooed fingers find my hair, sifting a few stray pieces behind my ear. “Of course,” he rasps. “You know this knot is all yours, kitten. Whenever you’re ready for it to stretch that little pussy.”
Shit.
My breathing stutters as I choke on a whimper. My inner walls squeeze Tristan’s thickness until the hands slowly rubbing my hips and thighs begin to curl into claws. He snaps me back, hammering into my body and setting a punishing pace.
The aching nub grinding against Jonah’s slicked-up length starts to throb urgently. I whine, keening around the palm pressed into my neck while all the tension inside of me seizes and bursts.
Tristan curses and snarls, plunging into my pussy while it tries to clamp around him. Spencer raises his voice, barking, “Take her ass, Tris.”
My thoughts swirl and blur as the alpha behind me snarls his displeasure. Which just makes Jonah more agitated.
Damn these alphas and their enormous cocks and all their growling.
I really wish it didn’t turn me into a human Slip N Slide.
Cutting Tris a look, I prepare myself to give him a piece of my mind. But then our eyes meet. And all I see is desolation.
With our gazes locked, the dam holding his emotions back collapses. This time, part of me is ready for it. And when everything sweeps into my center and expands, I finally understand.
His Alpha is desperate. Not for my body—but for the connection.
He doesn’t want to pull out because he doesn’t want to leave me.
Not just my smell or my body. Me.
I slow to a stop, ignoring the way my body sobs in protest. Spencer loosens his grip on my neck, letting me reach back and touch Tristan’s abs again, hoping the motion is as soothing as the emotions I try to push at the frayed tether between us.
I blink, looking right into his dazed navy eyes. The shifting seas of longing and pain and fury.
