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She makes a little noise. “Oh, shit, I’m going to be fucking covered in bite marks, aren’t I?” She is very turned on by this.

“We don’t have to make it scar,” I say. I know this instinctively. There’s no choice with the first bite, but after that, there’s more control.

“Huh,” she says, blinking at me.

“Anyway, we’ll all three go out to to the kitchen table. You sit in Calix’s lap, and you have a weapon of some kind. I’ll bite your hand or your ankle or something, and you use the weapon and run if I lose my shit.”

Knight speaks up, coming off Striker’s cock, which he’s in the middle of sucking. “I’ll stop him, omega, don’t worry.”

She looks at Calix, and they communicate wordlessly for a minute. Then, they both nod.

We end up in the kitchen with her on his lap. She offers me her hand, palm up.

I kiss the center of her palm and then just… do it. I rear back my head, letting my teeth swell, and then strike. I bite the fleshy part of her palm, just below her thumb.

It’s swift and intense, like an explosion of confetti behind my eyes, like being dowsed in glitter.Shit.

It’s exactly like the way it felt when Knight bit me and absolutelynothingthe same.

She’s so sweet, our omega, so sweet and wonderful and I fit in her perfectly, like there are all these little nooks and crannies that are me shaped, and as I settle into them, we both feel how good that feels, like she’s been waiting for me to settle into them for all this time, and I’ve been waiting to get lodged in her here, like I’ve been waiting to come home forsolong.

I’m here.

I’m home.

I tend my mark, eyes closed, feeling like a set of balloons that have gotten free from their strings and are rising up into the horizon, set free inside my omega. Everything’s good. Everything’s perfect.

She crawls into my lap, holding onto Calix.

Oh, shit. Calix.

I just bumped into Calix as I’m making myself at home in her, but the bump, it was like, a merge. I feel Calix, through her, and Calix… wow, IlikeCalix.

She kisses my temple. “Your spot, Arrow. Now.”

I lap at her, shaking my head.

“He can’t, sweet thing,” says Calix, scooting over to the chair next to mine. He rubs her back. “He’ll tend this mark, okay? But don’t worry. This is good.” He smiles at me.

I smile back as I lick the sweetness of my omega’s essence. Fuck, yes. This is very fucking good.

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I LEAN AGAINSTArrow’s chest. He has my hand against his mouth, licking his mark. I can’t see him from this angle, but I know exactly the kind of insouciant, proud-of-himself look that’s on his face.

Calix is on my other side with his arm around me.

We’re all looking at Knight and Striker on the bed.

Knight’s lying on his back with his legs spread and Striker is, you know, inside him.

“What?” says Knight. “It’s less gay if you bite him first.”

Arrow licks a long stripe up the middle of my palm, which sends delicious shivers through me. “I really wanted to watch this, I have to say, you losing your ass virginity.”

“Do we have to call it that?” says Knight, but he’s grinning. He looks very happy.

“I’m knotting him,” Striker tells us, glancing at us over his shoulder.