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"Leo," she whispers, reaching for me.

I don't need to be told twice. I move toward the bed, shedding my remaining clothes as Evan does the same. Her body is a masterpiece, even with the marks and fluids from the others covering it. Maybe especially because of that. I climb onto the bed, and Evan flips Dahlia onto her stomach with surprising gentleness despite his apparent urgency. He guides her hips up until her ass is raised in the air, her face pressed against the pillows.

"Do you want me like this?" she asks, looking back over her shoulder, her curls wild around her face.

"Perfect," Evan growls, positioning himself behind her.

I move to the head of the bed, my cock already stiff and aching. The scent of her arousal fills my nostrils, making my bear stir beneath my skin.

"Open your mouth for me, sweetheart," I say, guiding her head toward my cock.

She complies eagerly, her lips parting. The moment her mouth envelops me, I must grip the headboard to keep from buckling at the knees.

"Fuck, your mouth is hot," I groan, tangling my fingers in her hair.

Behind her, Evan grips her hips tight enough to leave marks. "Are you ready for me?" he asks, rubbing the head of his cock through her folds.

Dahlia moans around my length, the vibration sending shivers up my spine. She pushes back against Evan, wordlessly begging.

"Such a greedy little Omega," Evan says, slapping her ass lightly. "Wanting all your Alphas at once."

He enters her and Dahlia's cry is muffled by my cock, but I feel it to my core. Her eyes roll back as Evan sets a brutal pace, each thrust pushing her further onto my length.

"That's it," I encourage, holding her head steady as I begin to move. "Take us both."

Evan's hands dig into her flesh as he pulls her back onto his cock again and again.

"You were made for this," he tells her, his voice dropping to a growl. "You were made to be filled by us, to be fucked until you can't remember your name."

His dirty talk makes her moan louder, her tongue swirling around my shaft with renewed enthusiasm. I can feel the heat of her mouth increasing as her arousal builds.

"You like that?" Evan asks, slapping her ass again. "You like being our little fuck toy?"

She nods frantically around my cock, tears of pleasure streaming down her face.

"Tell her what you want, Leo," Evan demands, never slowing his pace.

"Tell our Omega what you're going to do to her."

I tighten my grip in her hair, guiding her movements as I thrust deeper into her mouth.

"I'm going to fill that pretty throat," I tell her, watching her eyes widen. "And you're going to swallow every drop, aren't you?"

She moans her agreement, hollowing her cheeks as she sucks harder. The sight of her taking both of us, so eager and willing, pushes me dangerously close to the edge.

"Fuck, I'm not going to last," I warn, my hips jerking forward involuntarily.

"Don't hold back," Evan says, his pace becoming more erratic as he nears his climax. "She needs it. All of it."

Dahlia's hands grip my thighs, her nails digging into my skin as she takes me deeper. The combination of pain and pleasure is too much.

"I'm coming," I groan, my release hitting me like a freight train.

She doesn't pull away. Instead, she swallows eagerly around me as I empty myself down her throat, her eyes locked on mine the entire time. Some of my cum escapes the corner of her mouth, trailing down her chin.

"That's it," I pant, watching as she continues to lick and suck, determined to get every last drop. "Good girl."

When a bit of cum drips onto the sheets, she uses her finger to scoop it up, bringing it to her mouth and licking it clean without breaking eye contact.