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My eyes flash to Tyler. “I feel your pleasure too.”

“Good.”

Tyler and Alden meet at my lips and pull me into a sexy three-way kiss. I moan as their tongues tangle with mine and dip inside my mouth. I feel claimed everywhere they touch.

The grayscale life I’ve been living over the last few months is full color now.

Alden pulls back. “You’re ours, Elliott, and we belong to you.” His pupils are dilated so wide the contrast between blue-gray and black is hypnotic.

“Do you feel us inside you?” Tyler asks. “Our strength? Take it. We want to share it with you.”

Somewhere in the back of my mind, I know that this isn’t magic. It’s hormones and scent-matching starting a chain reaction. I know Tyler knows that too, but right now it feels like magic and I surrender to it.

Tyler frames my face between his hands as Alden kisses down the line of my jaw, and licks the indents he’s left on my neck.

“You’re mine, now, Elliott,” Tyler says. “My omega. My mate. Mine.”

His confession erases the pain from his past rejection.

“Ours,” Alden agrees.

Ty presses his forehead against mine, something no one has ever done to me before. “I’m sorry I left you when you needed me. I’ll never leave either of you again.”

I nod, rubbing my forehead against his. The friction feels so good, and our scents amplify, which is when I realize my scent isn’t just mine anymore. It’s ours. Vetiver and ocean and orange blossom so intertwined neither can be isolated.

“Mm, you smell so good,” Alden moans against my neck, sending vibrations through my scent gland and showering us with pleasure. Oh my god. Will it always be like this? How will we ever stop touching each other?

Tyler tips my chin and slants his lips against mine. It’s the kiss we didn’t get to have on the day we met, and Alden’s here too, kissing and sucking on the bite mark he left.

“Oh my god,” I say between breaths. “I could come like this.”

Tyler and Alden look at each other, then at me. I feel like prey cornered by two big cats.

“Come like this, then,” Tyler says, climbing behind Alden and straddling my knees. He crowds Alden until we’re pressed together and he can reach the bite he left on my neck.

Together they suckle and kiss and nip over my scent glands, moaning as we bask in shared pleasure. Our scent swirls around us, stronger still, and fills my lungs with each breath I inhale. Tyler grinds against Alden’s ass, driving Alden’s cock against mine, filling the room with sexy moans and soft gasps.

I don’t know who comes first, but once we start, we go on forever in a long wave of pleasure until Alden collapses against me. Tyler shifts to my side, big enough to hug both of us, and drapes his thigh over our legs.

I feel grounded and safe and cherished. I feel a little healthier too, a little more like myself, even though I’m still exhausted.

“If you guys are going to fuck me, you’re going to have to do all the work,” I say with my eyes closed.

Alden’s laugh rumbles through my chest. “We have all heat to knot you. Listen to your body. If it says rest, then rest. We’ll rest too.”

Tyler kisses my temple. “Sleep, little mate. We’ve got you.”

I close my eyes and fall asleep to my alphas’ muted conversation about how much they love each other, and how much they love me, how now there’s nothing missing and our pack is complete.

When I wake, I’m in full-blown heat.

24 TYLER

Elliott gently shakes his head side to side, sweat-drenched auburn curls fanning out on the pillow like a halo, and squeezes my hand until my joints ache.

“Please,” Elliott begs, arching his head back and displaying the bite marks on his neck. His cheeks are flushed red, his lips a deeper shade of pink. “I need your knots.”

I knew heats were demanding, and I knew Elliott’s would be even more intense after the months he spent alone, but I feel out of my depth. I hate seeing him wracked with pain. It was hard not to help him that first day, but now that he’s my mate, it’s so much worse.