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“Hey, talk to me.” Aiden sweeps back the bits of hair clinging to her damp cheeks.

She shakes her head. “Not until I can feel my toes again.”

Me or Aiden expel a breath.

“Did we hurt you?” he asks again.

But rather than answer the obviously important question, Seraphine peers up at him. Searches his eyes.

“You came in me.”

Aiden blinks. His gaze drops to the messy state of her pussy, the puddle of cum under her ass. It’s beautiful and perfect. It’s how her cunt should always look — used and leaking.

He seems to agree when he gives a groan and hooks a hand under the knee closest to him, lifting it to her chest so we can have a better view of her shiny, swollen sex.

“Fuck, Sera. Fuck, baby.” Cock still dripping and shiny with their joined release swells and he palms it. He squeezes our dick while staring at our mate’s hole. “Look at you. You’re such a filthy fucking mess. My jizz is pouring out of your little cunt. God, I fucking put that in you, and you fucking let me. You let me breed your pussy.”

“Aiden.”

He’s not listening to her shaky whisper of his name. He’s on his knees. His hands are flat on the underside of her thighs, forcing them apart.

“I have to clean you. I have to fix what you let me do to you.”

He gives her no option when he dives face first between her thighs. His tongue slices to the center of her body from hole to clit in a fluid sweep.

“Aiden!” Her sweet gasp is met with the thrust of his tongue impaling her. Cleaning her. Scooping his cum from inside her.

It swirls and dips. He traces a pattern in a steady rhythm that has Seraphine shuddering and cupping the back of his head. Fisting his hair. Holding him in place. Her hips writhe against the cushions, rubbing her mound harder into the lips he suctions to her switch.

She’s beautiful with her knees pulled wide in invitation and her back arched. I know she’s sore and tender, but the hold she has on Aiden’s hair promises a slow death if he stops.

“Our perfect little mate,” I growl around the plump nub between Aiden’s lips.

Seraphine eyelids snap open, and her gaze drops down to where we’re both watching her from between her soft thighs.

“Warrick?”

My response is two fingers pushing past her tight ring.

The pressure sends her head back. She catches her cry between her teeth.

“He’s been here the whole time,” Aiden tells her in between flicks of his tongue. “He watched me defile his little human and heard you begging me to fill your cunt with even more cum because his is still coming out of you, isn’t it, Seraphine? He unloaded a lot when he took your cherry last night. Now, you’re spreading your legs for me.” He lifts his head and fixes her with a sadistic smirk. “I guess this makes you our little cum dump.”

Seraphine’s cheeks flush crimson, but she doesn’t break eye contact when she gives a shy, “Am I?”

Aiden pushes onto his knees, dislodging me from Seraphine’s pussy. He closes the hand around the thick cock bobbing at his mid-section. He jerks the unimpressive meat that has no texture of pheromone notches. There are veins, I suppose and the mushroom cap seems thick enough, but mine is definitely better.

Still, Seraphine watches him with greedy hunger.

“Do you want more?” he taunts.

My perfect little human hooks her hands under her knees and holds herself open for us. “Yes, please.”

“Even mine, Sera? Do you want my cum leaking out of your pussy all day? Out of your ass? On your tongue?”

“Yes,” she breathes without pause.

Still pumping his cock, Aiden bends at the waist and takes a nipple between his teeth. I take the other and roll it under my thumb.