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“Fuck, Reeve,” Jo breathed.

“It’s just—how am I supposed to believe all this?” I asked him, reaching up to frame his face with both my hands.

“Easy, lamb,” Reeve said, his voice the soul of kindness. “Don’t think too hard. Just feel.”

I swallowed. Being here...as crazy as all this was...felt right.

And I was full to the brim of both of them, they weren’t normal, there was no denying it.

“And you both want me? Really?” I asked, my voice quiet and high.

“Oh, Lizzy,” Jo said in response, as Reeve nodded gravely.

“Jo here’s been looking for you for so long he’d almost given up.”

“And you?” I asked Reeve.

“I figured I’d take what I could get, if it was offered. I usually don’t hope.”

“He’s a liar. He does. He just can’t tell anyone about it,” Jo said. “But he wants you too—”

“’Course I do,” Reeve said, staring down at me. “Every wolf wants to find his lamb.”

I couldn’t help it, I started crying again, and put my hands to my face to try and hide it. “That’s ridiculous. You two—this whole thing—it’s ridiculous. I can’t believe it.” But I was laughing as I said it, because for the first time in who knew how long, I was starting to feel whole.

Reeve balanced himself on both hands over me. “Stick around till tomorrow night and you will.”

I made a little show of trying to leave. “Doesn’t seem like I have much choice,” I teased, giggling, wiping away happy tears.

“The knots’ll loosen up in ten minutes or so,” Jo promised, kissing my temple again.

“What does it feel like to you?” I asked, doing my best to look between them.

Jo took a moment to think. “Coming is one thing, and it feels good—but knotting someone else—it’s special.”

“Yeah,” Reeve agreed. “Feels like you’re holding me tight. Like you want me.” He tugged gently again, making Jo and I softly rock. “Like you’re never letting go.”

I bit my lips before answering, “Because I’m not.” I knew I meant it as I said it—and I did the only thing that made sense in the moment, I flung my arms out and up at the big man—wolf? I guessed I’d see tomorrow!—for a hug.

Reeve made an accommodating sound, and slowly lowered himself, pleasantly crushing both Jo and I below. “I know it, sweet lamb. I know it.”

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Thanks for reading Camping Trip! If you liked it, you should sign up for my newsletter to see hot NSFW art of Lizzy, Reeve, and Jo in the final scene!

And if you like the heat level and are interested in more delightful perversions, you should check out my Dark Ink Tattoo series, which begins with Blood of the Pack—which is like if Sons of Anarchy met True Blood, where everyone’s a vampire, a werewolf, and bi—and it’s free everywhere!

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Cassie Alexander is a registered nurse and author, who loves heart, heat, and blood. She's written numerous paranormal romances, sometimes with her friend Kara Lockharte. She lives in the Bay Area with one husband, two cats, and one million succulents. Sign up for Cassie’s mailing list at cassiealexander.com/newsletter to get free books, bonus scenes, character art, and cat photos!

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