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I groan, my inner muscles caressing his length.

“Not such a cute little cock now, is it, hmm?” Nox taunts. “Filling your needy pussy with seed and not letting you get off.”

“W-what are you doing here? I-I didn’t give you permission.” My nipples are sore and swollen, my breasts heavy. When my gaze lowers down, I see how distended my nipples are and little red blemishes covering my breasts.

He has done this while I slept…

“Do I seem like the kind of man who waits for permission?” Nox drawls.

My eyes are locked on Eiden, his flushed face, and dark, feral eyes—his stag is close to the surface. His cock continues tokick inside me, more hot gushes flooding me, trickling down the crack and onto the nest.

“No,” I whisper. “No, you are not. Goddess. Please, Nox.”

“Shut up and take what you’re given,” Nox snarls. “You come when I say and not before… if I say. Disobey me, and Eiden will pay the price.”

His nose brushes over my cheek to my temple, where his lips press hard against the throbbing pulse point.

My mind is playing catch-up. I can’t believe that Eiden called Nox here. I wonder if the others know.

Oh, we are far beyond that.

I tug on my wrists. Nox’s hold doesn’t give.

“Fuck her,” he says. “Use our little doe for your pleasure.”

I don’t think I’ve ever been this close to a climax and not gone over the edge. I don’t know what to do with the sensations ripping through me. They are like a living entity, moving in waves under my skin. I tingle everywhere. The feeling of being trapped beneath Eiden, his hips moving as he begins to power into me.

I asked him for this, at least in part. What I receive is so much more.

Rich scents fill the air: mine, Eiden’s, and Nox’s.

The scent of lust.

I wonder if Nox will finally take me. I want him to. Desperately. But I’m still unsure of him. I’m still confused.

My eyes lower to the place where Eiden spears me over and over again. My inner muscles flutter lovingly over his length.

Madness calls to me, but it’s like I am stuck and can neither retreat from the blazing pleasure nor tumble into the awaited bliss. I hang on the very precipice.

Sweat pops from pores across my body. Shivers wrack me.

“Please let me come.” The words tumble out a whisper, a prayer—imploring the male who holds all control.

And Eiden. How I love that he did this. No longer can I see the loving omega who is so gentle with me; instead, I find a dark specter—his inner stag. Is it possible for an omega to be dominant? I never really thought about it before.

Eiden is both, I realize. He is both submissive and dominant, and it is all my fault.

“Tell me how good she feels,” Nox says.

“She feels amazing,” Eiden says between panted breaths. “She feels like heaven. Like home. She feels like she is mine.”

I can no more stop the climax that rolls through me than I could stop an avalanche in progress. I see it coming from a distance, tumbling toward me. I’m a sapling, ready to submit to the greater force of nature that is bearing down upon me.

My neck arches and a cry tears from my lips as my pussy falls into sweet climactic waves—I gasp for air.

“So beautiful,” Nox purrs in my ear. His lips brush my cheek. It feels as though they singe me, as though a hot burning brand is being placed on my skin. Sparks of pleasure shoot all the way to my breasts and down to my very core. It feels like the very follicles of my hair flutter and dance. I can’t stop coming, shuddering and twitching like I am in the midst of a seismic storm.

Eiden’s hands tighten on my waist as he slams deep, and another gush fills me up. His face is a picture of savagery, contorted with pleasure as he stares down at me.