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If I had been worried about Colton’s jealousy by bringing another with us, it was long forgotten. “Colton, he’s still wearing clothes,” I whined. “Fix it?”

I wanted to watch, watch as my mate undressed Scotty.

Mate.

Ours.

My turtle needed to stop. He was getting ahead of us. Did I think he was right? Absolutely. But now wasn’t the time for that. Now was the time for watching as our mate prepared a gift for me.

For that was what Scotty was, a gift from Fate. There was no other explanation for how he found us.

“You want me to undress him?” Colton asked.

I bobbed my head up and down. Want wasn’t the right word. Need was. I needed to see him, touch him, taste him, to be inside him.

Whoa, where did that come from?

“Let’s get you undressed, Scotty,” Colton told him. “Our sexy omega is so slick already. Can you imagine how slick he’ll be when he sees you without all these pesky clothes?”

Scotty swallowed, his need wafting off of him. If any of us made it without coming too soon, it would be a miracle. We were going to need multiple rounds. There was no way around it, and I was there for it.

Colton peeled Scotty’s shirt off. Unlike when we undressed my alpha, this was slow and a new kind of torture. I wanted to see it all, and instead I saw an inch at a time, my mate kissing a path over his skin as he did. When the cloth finally hit the floor, I couldn’t help it—my hand was around my cock.

“Someone’s starting without us, alpha.” Scotty was watching my hand as it ever so slowly pumped my erection. “Do we have rules against that?”

Rules. Why did that single word sound so damn sexy?

“We have no rules yet. None. If Mateo said he wanted to fuck you, I’d have no choice but to sit back and watch.” He winked, his desire to have that happen palpable.

“But if he was fucking me while you watched, wouldn’t your cock be lonely?” The mischief in Scotty’s voice had me pumping faster. If they kept this up, I was going to come before his damn jeans were off.

“I suppose I could suck on something to keep from interrupting with updates on my hardness. I wonder what I could put in my mouth.” Colton said, licking his lips.

The groan coming from Scotty was 100 percent bear, his animal loving the sound of that.

“And if you got done sucking early”—Scotty ran a finger down Colton’s cheek—“I suppose you could slide your cock into Mateo’s ass and we could have a Mateo sandwich.”

I fell back on the bed, no longer allowing my hand near my cock for fear of shooting my load right then and there. “You two are going to make me come.” I scolded, trying to regain my control.

“That’s kinda the point,” Colton said, the sound of a zipper being pulled echoing in the air. “The entire point.”

“There are so many things I want to do.” I pushed myself up, just as Scotty’s jeans hit the floor, exposing his thick cock. Anyone who said omegas were less equipped never saw Scotty’s dick. It was so long, and I needed it inside me. I didn’t even care where.

“It’s a good thing we all live here.” Colton guided him to step out of the jeans. “Speaking of which, we are going to need a bigger bed for about half the things running through my head.” He chuckled. “Now, let’s get Mateo in that fine ass before he explodes on us and falls asleep while we are putting on our show.”

“On the bed, Scotty,” Colton ordered. He didn’t need to ask twice. I helped Colton prop some pillows under Scotty’s hips, elevating him enough to make access easier for me, but also put me in a position where Colton could slide on in when it was time. It was a good thing Colton had the wherewithal to think it allthrough because there was no thinking happening in my head. None.

“Look at that.” Colton pushed Scotty’s legs back, exposing his slick entrance. “You wanna taste, don’t you, mate?”

I nodding, words no longer possible. I wanted to feast on him. Make him come with my mouth.

“Just a taste. No more.” Colton was in charge. Good. I needed him to be. He understood what I wanted; they both did. Now it was time for it to happen.

I settled down on my knees, dipping my head and licking the path of precum that dribbled down to Scotty’s crack. “So good.” I lapped at his hole, circling it, wanting to use my tongue to show him what I was going to do with my cock, and so I did, breaching it slowly at first and quickly picking up speed, loving every second of it.

“Mate.” A hand on my shoulder stopped me, and I looked up in my lust-induced haze to see my sexy mate staring down at me. “If you don’t stop, he’s going to come before you’re inside of him.”

“Is it time?” I didn’t wait for an answer, getting up and lining myself up with his entrance. Scotty’s cock glistened with saliva. “You had a taste, too.”