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Nearly there?!

He hooks one arm under her leg, opens her up, and thrusts deeper still.

She comes apart, convulsing, her teeth lodged in his throat.

I want to rip him the fuck off. Only I sense it is done. That doing so would be dangerous even. He is in her womb, and she is tearing into his throat, claiming him as he pumps her full of seed.

My heart is pounding out of my damn chest. I don’t know if I’m turned on or horrified.

“That’s my good girl,” he says, his voice tender as he cups her head. “The first time is always the worst. I believe you will take well to a deeper coupling now that I have opened you all up.”

Gods. This is debauchery of the highest order. So much blood is pounding into my dick that I feel a little dizzy. This is clearly natural between them. She is half wolf, but she is also half doe. Likely, this is no worse than when I knotted her for the first time. She does not appear to be in any distress—she looks like she is fucking high.

Her lips pop off, and she writhes under him, her hands feverish. “Please, Seven.”

He is gazing down at her with a look of utter adoration. “She will be insatiable until this passes,” he says, clearly talking to me, although he only has eyes for Fawn. “I’m going to take her from behind. It will allow me to go deeper still. But it might be advisable for you to provide her with a suitable distraction. I believe she will be enthusiastic.”

Not giving me a chance to assimilate what he intends, he pulls out, tumbles her over to her hands, and fisting a handful of her hair, directs her lips toward my cock. “Suck him, little doe.”

She swallows me down, mewling and shaking her ass at Seven.

Fuck! I gather her hair up lest it interrupts my view of her pretty hollowed cheeks and the vision of my cock disappearing into her mouth with every bob of her head.

He fingers her lightly, kneeling behind her, while I fight not to come already.

Then he spears her again. She moans around my cock as he pounds into her from behind.

I asked myself if I wanted this.

Resolved myself to the changes and then questioned them again.

I am not questioning anymore.

It is like a cataclysm inside my head.

As she sucks me dry and sucks me to hardness again, I know my life will never be the same again.

And I wouldn’t change a thing.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Fawn

Iwake up snuggled between two warm bodies. It is officially the best feeling in the world.

Then I move—and groan. Goodness, I’m tender everywhere. As the sleep lifts from my mind, the events of last night come crashing back.

I crack one eye open to find Wolf staring down at me through narrowed eyes. A slow smile spreads across his lips. “How are you feeling?”

The bed shifts behind me. Seven’s hand skips over my left hip as his lips touch my shoulder.

“A little sore,” I admit.

“I’m not surprised,” Wolf says dryly.

“With your permission,” Seven says. “I will fetch Eiden. He can tend her in the bath before breakfast.”

“You’re asking me this time,” Wolf says dryly. “I appreciate that. I saw how he was last night. I dare say he will have been suffering waiting his turn.”