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“You ready for these?” Onyx appeared in my field of vision, proffering two different-shaped vibrators.

“Hold onto them for now,” Curran said, his fingers sliding into my folds to tease circles around my clit. “We’ll use them once I’ve knotted her.”

I moaned, my passage clenching. The hand that had been pinching and rolling my nipples slid up, cupping around my bared throat. Showing throat to an alpha was such anomegathing to do—the sort of submission I’d had to guard against for my entire adult life. But at the feel of that callused hand closing around my windpipe with firm, unyielding pressure while fingers teased the hood of my clit, something tripped inside my brain.

Everything went warm and soft and pliant. The outside world fell away, only the feelings inside my body remaining.

“There you go, pet,” murmured a rough voice in my ear.

I shuddered apart, my mind flattening into a soft, monotone hum. I was vaguely aware that my fingernails were digging into the hard hips beneath mine, grasping like talons. Curran didn’t protest. He also didn’t stop what he was doing, his clever fingers continuing their slow circles, sending electric jolts through oversensitive flesh.

In no time at all, I was coming again—or still coming, I wasn’t sure. The hand on my throat kept me from thrashing around like a landed fish, reminding me that I wasn’t in charge. I could just...let go.

I wasn’t sure how long Curran kept me like that, squirming against his hard cock while his fingers wrung orgasm after orgasm out of me. I knew tears were starting to squeeze out of my eyes, and my breath was ragged with pitiful, half-formed pleas. My pulse thundered against his palm.

“All right, beautiful,” Curran said, as I let out a desperate sob. “I know what you need.”

His hand slid away from my neck, and he lifted me by the hips until I could wriggle into position and sink down on his thick length with a cry of relief.

“I know what else she needs,” Onyx said, falling to their knees in front of us. “And it’s not a fuckin’ vibrator. Not yet, anyway.”

I stared down blankly, gasping as Onyx shoved Curran’s legs apart, which in turn spread mine wider. I felt like a butterfly pinned in a glass display, pierced through and helpless. Onyx lowered their head, and a broad tongue rasped up the length of my sex, from where Curran’s cock disappeared inside me to my overstimulated clit.

Curran twitched hard beneath me. “Fuckin’ hell. Guess that works, too.”

“Christ.” Gabriel’s voice from across the room sounded tightly controlled. “I don’t recall this kind of shit being on either of your CVs.”

Onyx snorted, the puff of air sending a fresh jolt through me.

“Shut it, Blondie,” Curran said without rancor. “Your turn’s coming soon enough.”

“Watch and learn, boss,” Onyx added, before diving back in.

The slow roll of Curran’s hips beneath me, combined with the sinuous slide of Onyx’s talented tongue, slammed me face-first into a new, higher peak. I sobbed and writhed, so tired and yet so desperate for more, more,moreof this. My pussy clenched, trying to pop Curran’s knot so I could trap him inside of me properly.

“Don’t let her come down,” Curran said. “I’ll hold off as long as I can.”

“Try not to have a heart attack, old man,” Onyx muttered against my folds. “I’d never let you live it down.”

A long finger slid into my tightly clenched passage next to Curran’s cock, and he let out a low curse as I shuddered at the new stretch. Onyx’s lips sealed over my clit and sucked, sending the world blank and fuzzy again.

I rode the ever-increasing waves of sensation until finally,finally, Curran groaned and jerked his hips into me, his knot swelling and locking us together.

“Keep going as long as she responds,” he said hoarsely. “Use the toys.”

My brain said I was done, but my pussy said I wasn’t. The alphas must have been listening to my pussy, because as I slumped back in Curran’s strong arms, buzzing silicone replaced Onyx’s tongue on my abused clit. The vibration tingled along my nerves to where Curran’s knot rested inside me, pushing methrough another orgasm, and another. He shuddered beneath me each time my inner muscles clenched and pulsed, but he continued to hold me safe in his embrace the whole time.

When numbness threatened to dull my body’s responses, Onyx replaced the red silicone cock with a futuristic looking toy culminating in a small suction cup that fit directly over my clit. When it buzzed into life, it was like nothing I’d ever felt. The only comparison I could make was when Onyx had suckled and tongued my nub, but this was a thousand times more intense.

And it had six settings.

My body was too exhausted to do more than twitch and jerk, but my brain was flying, soaring above a sea of endorphins. I clamped down on Curran’s cock one final time, my clit vibrating at the same frequency as the suction toy on its highest setting. It seemed to last forever, and simultaneously no time at all.

Then darkness slipped in from the edges of my consciousness, pulling me down into blessed, cool relief. The last thing I was aware of was my body releasing its hold on Curran’s cock, and then everything slid into peace and comfortable blackness.