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Serena begs for more, whining and moaning, squirming in the thick circle of Jonah’s arm.
“She needs more,” Spencer decides, kneeling upright. His cock bobs in front of her face as he flexes his fingers into all four of her claiming marks.
She screams, her core spasming around both of us until my knot ticks wider. It bumps Avery’s and he groans, gasping, “Fuck me. Fucking fuck me.”
I can’t tell if he’s talking to me or our omega, but all three of us move faster and harder, grinding together as our knots press and glide, so perfectly slicked up by Serena’s sweet, creamy cunt.
Spencer guides himself into her mouth, petting her hair back as he pumps against her tongue. When he moves the hand around her throat down to support her weight, Jonah drops his arm and fists himself harder, watching our omega swallow her alpha down with desperate moans. His free hand falls to the place between Serena’s body and mine, finding her clit and rolling it between his fingers.
Shit.
“She’s gonna come,” Avery bites out. “Fuck, kitten, you feel so goddamn good when that little pussy squeezes us. Just. Like. That.”
He gives a vicious thrust with every word, the friction between us building until I know I’m about to lose my battle for control.
But just as I’m gritting my molars, ready to admit defeat and pull out to come all over both of them, Avery spits out one final curse and explodes.
The thick spurt starts inside of her, lubing her up for my knot as he drags those piercings and his pounding shaft out of her body. He comes across her ass while I shove all the way in, my knot popping into place as Serena’s inner walls massage it.
She drains Spencer with her mouth while her pussy empties my cock. Jonah bellows, adding to the mess of scents decorating her skin with his own load.
Our omega comes longer than she has yet, her orgasm rolling through her body long after all of them have gently pulled out or way from her. Spencer catches her limp body as she falls into another daze, already reaching for the nearest clean blanket to wipe her up.
Jonah staggers back while I stare up, my blurry brain rebooting.
Holy fuck.
Avery looks just as fucked up, chortling as he sinks backward like a stone. “Weren’t we,” he pants, “supposed to talk?”
chapter
sixty-seven
The first thing I see is Jonah’s monster cock.
It’s been tamed, apparently, because it’s resting against his thigh innocently enough. Though I notice it twitch the same second his fingers pause in my hair.
He sets something aside—a hairbrush—and fits his other palm around my cheek, turning my head so it’s cushioned on his upper thigh like a pillow. He bends forward, grinning widely behind his burly beard. “Manamea, is that you?”
My smile feels shy as I nod, stretching lightly. A warm, hard body bumps my backside while I reposition, and I find Spencer there. He’s fast asleep, with his face inches from where my spine was and his hips tucked in a spooning position.
Right, I think, feeling slow. He had me present last time. To get me to calm down long enough for Jonah to brush my hair.
A pang of chagrin hits my stomach as I try to recall exactly how many times they’d needed to do things like that. My Omega didn’t like to speak—and taming her had been an ordeal until Spencer thought up his big idea and had Avery and Tris both take me at the same time. That seemed to settle her down.
I woke two or three more times after that, but each time, my need was more emotional than physical. It was a lot harder than I expected, going from so much intimacy to a normal level.
Jonah reads my bittersweet wistfulness and picks me up, meeting my eye for permission before slowly sliding me down his length. He isn’t hard as stone, but he’s halfway there, and his cock is thick and warm inside of me. More a comfort than a temptation.
We both sigh and he gathers me into his chest, purring effortlessly.
Fresh memories flow through my mind, and I cringe, thinking he can’t see me. But then I hear him inside. Can’t hide that easily, little hummingbird.
With a surge of dizzying joy, I remember—we’re bonded. They’ll all be able to hear me. And each other.
“It’s wonderful,” Jonah rasps into my silky hair. “You did an amazing job, manamea. I don’t think any of us even realized how much we needed this until you gave it to us.”
I know exactly what he means. Now that they’ve all claimed their places inside me, I truly cannot imagine ever being alone again. Just thinking about it makes me whimper.
