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I’m still blissed out on my orgasm and the feeling of my knot locking into place.

There are so many sensations that it takes me a few seconds to realize she accepted my bond.

Relief washes over me, replaced quickly by Abby’s bliss.

It’s intense.

Having a main-line connection to her emotions is going to take some getting used to, but this is the very best moment of my life.

I retract my canines and swipe my tongue over her lip, cleaning and sealing the bite. My chest is warm and fuzzy in a way I’ve never experienced, and it makes my damn eyes ache.

Abby is all ours, and we get to spend the next fifty years or so proving just how good of husbands we can be.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Abby

“I’m telling you right now,” Lawson growls, sounding deathly serious. “If you stick your dick in her ass before she’s clearheaded, I will strangle you to death with my bare hands. That will be a real awkward conversation to have with our parents. Let’s just avoid it.”

Okay, that would be weird.

What’s even weirder?

That I’m riding Bryant’s cock while sucking Law off. Oh yeah, and there’s definitely something in my ass.

I clench my pussy, trying to figure out what that is. It’s hard to be sure, but I don’t think it’s a dick.

I groan, popping off Lawson’s length.

His heavy shaft slaps against his lower stomach, and he quirks an eyebrow at me.

God.

He’s so handsome.

And grouchy.

Who knows why I find that so sexy.

It’s a little ridiculous that he can be cranky when I was just sucking him off.

I grin at him before peeking over my shoulder.

Everything is hazy, but Luka is behind me, kneeling over Bryant’s thighs. His sticky crown rests against my ass cheek, and his fingers are inside me.

“Hey, gorgeous. You back with us?” Luka asks, winking.

I nod, licking my dry lips. “Yeah, holy shit. I’ve never been this full before.”

“You were begging us both to fuck you.” Bryant squeezes my hips. “Do you still want that?”

Do I?

“Yes!” I moan, nodding.

My skin sizzles with heat, and a wave of cramping tightens my lower abdomen.

I whimper, curling toward Bryant.