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She's not a rag doll or a receptacle for us to fuck. She's a part of us. The three of us find peace in what she's offering, her tight body, warm reception, eager participation. We offer her a release, a reminder that she can let go completely, and we're here to pick her up and carry her where she needs.

And right now, she needs this.

I lean closer, at an angle, so I can bury deeper inside her, and when she rediscovers my knot piercing and the way it hits her clit just right, she squeals and moans around Cass's cock, so I keep the pace, thrusting and snapping my hips to hit her clit, the momentum fucking her ass onto Red's dick.

"I'm close, baby," Cass pants, so I reach out to stroke Imogen's throat.

"When he knots you, I want you to come, okay? Relax, swallow him down, breathe through your nose. Breathe him in, baby. Just breathe and feel."

Cass's control slips, and he jerks his hips, but rather than backing off, Imogen grips his ass and pulls him forward. I watch her throat contract, and she swallows him down, jaw wide, cheeks hollow, then he tucks his knot inside, and they're locked together.

I watch her for any moment of panic, but she takes a deep inhale through her nose.

I piston faster, and Red's fingers slip between us, flicking Imogen's clit fast and hard, and she contracts around us both, and then she's coming.

Cass is grunting, legs shaking, coming down her lovely throat.

With muffled screams around Cass's cock, I rock back then slam forward, tucking my knot inside her, while Red tilts and lifts, filling and knotting her ass.

She's completely full.

Red reminds Imogen to breathe, but she's so lost in pleasure, still coming by the feel of her pussy contracting, so I rub her clit again, and she spasms like a vibrating toy. The feel of her come warms my cock, a new gush of fluid, but I don't relent, shooting seed into her, a burst of pleasure so intense I'm nearly seizing.

Red roars, and I can't stop coming, my hips still rocking in swift thumps, despite how locked in we are.

We stay like that, intense zaps of electric pleasure and heat, Imogen's whole body trembling while she moans and screams around Cass buried deep in her throat.

Cass's knot softens first, and the moment he releases, he leans down and rubs her jaw, kissing her lips, praising her for how good she did.

I release second, pulling out, a gush of fluid coming with me, coating Red beneath us. And when he pulls out, lifting her ass off his cock, he cradles her back in his arms, removing the blindfold.

She cries, slowly at first, then it becomes a sobbing cry, shoulders shaking. She's coming down. Reaching out for me, I kneel in front of the couch, leaning close, letting her wrap one arm around my neck, while Cass takes a seat beside Red, and she reaches out for him, too.

"You alright, Im?" Red asks, pulling strands of hair out of her face.

"I feel incredible. I don't know why I'm crying. I'm sorry."

"Never apologize. I know that was intense. We probably should have talked about it first instead of surprising you like that." Red glares at me, but I smirk.

"You're coming down, Im, that's why you're crying. We're here for you. Do you feel okay, though? Your body? Your throat?"

She sniffs, wiping more tears away. "Yeah. Yes. The blindfold… that was incredible. And when you told me to just breathe. It was like, all I could do was feel. I wasn't thinking at all."

Red smiles down at her in his lap as if she's parted the clouds. A moment later, a deep vibration emerges from his chest. Cass and I watch in awe while Red purrs for Imogen, and she cuddles deeper into his chest.

I lean forward and kiss her temple, then grab some supplies stocked in the corner of the room and begin cleaning her up. I get dressed first and duck down the hall, noticing the club is closed, only a couple of employees still wandering around. I grab Im's bag from the dressing room, bringing it back to room four, and we help her get dressed.

"Will you stay with us tonight? Just sleep," Cass assures her, and we all hold our breath before she nods and says, "I'd love to."

While we didn't resolve things, the bond between the four of us feels stronger. I hope it's a step in getting her to trust us.

When we get home and pamper her with snacks, and she cuddles on Cass's bed between the three of us, no one brings up her engagement or the future of our pack.

Chapter 23

Imogen

What's a girl to do when the most perfect, fated, scent-match pack decides to be patient, allowing her the time to navigate through her life choices?

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