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“I need more,” I whined.

The sound made Walden’s dark playfulness evaporate. Each hinge of Pan’s hips drew sparks into my vision, but I was greedy. I scrambled for more, wanting them wrapped around my organs, but even that wouldn’t be close enough.

“Fuck, she’s burning up,” Pan cursed, and his hips rocked hard to please me. The swollen edge of his knot teased my entrance.

“Lie down, pup. Tully, you get on top. You want more? You’re going to get it.”

My body became an inferno the moment Pan pulled out and repositioned himself. My skin scorched, and the hollowness inside me made tears prick the corner of my eyes. Pan wrapped his hands around my waist, hurriedly fitting himself inside me once more, leaving his throbbing knot outside.

My hoarse sigh stuttered as Walden planted his hand on my back.

“You both look so pretty,” Walden whispered, his fingers kneaded bruises into the globes of my ass. A glow warmed my chest, and I arched my back, desperate for what Walden teased. The head of his cock nudged between my cheeks. Frisson, like a taut rope pulled tight and left to snap back, jolted my body as Walden pressed closer.

“Y-you want—” I grunted at the steady intrusion.

“I want inside you, Tully. I want you to feel me so deep you never forget who you belong to.”

Belong.

The promise melted my stiff muscles and while my mind might think it was impossible; I was an omega. Made for skinagainst skin against skin. Pan closed his eyes and let out a low groan, as Walden forced his cock inside my pussy, gliding it against the rigid cock already there. It was messy. Three bodies didn’t meld together, not even when all of them wanted the same thing. Knees bumped, elbows slipped, but pleasure was sugar melting in my mouth. My tongue turned thick as light burst behind my eyes. I felt them in my throat.

Walden grabbed my thighs and found space where there was none. Pan’s fingers scrabbled on my arms, leaving lingering pricks as his chipped nails cut deep. I couldn’t move. My body was wholly in Walden’s possession and it felt so damn good to be rocked between their bodies, drowning in their combined scent.

The sweetness of Pan. The freshness of Walden.

“Gods, Tully. Walden, fuck.” Pan’s body was immobile like mine.

We existed solely for Walden and his search deeper and deeper inside me. He moved his hips incrementally, and it shot fire down my spine. Not the clawing, desperate kind like my heat, but the slow lick of candle flames. The kind you pinched between your fingers a dozen times until it burns. But the pain never came. Walden only nudged both Pan and me toward a cataclysmic edge, and I wondered if I would survive the fall.

“What do you say when I’m fucking you so well?” Walden nipped at my shoulder bones.

The swell of his knot butted against my pussy and stole my ability to speak. His sharp slap on my ass reinstated it.

“T-thank you,” I gasped.

I’d never made such a sound before, straight from the pit of my stomach and desperate.

“Mm, thank you, who?” Walden hummed, and he shared a loaded look with Pan over my shoulder.

“T-t-thank you, daddy.” There was a hint of a smile in my reply, and Walden slammed his hips to fuck it out.

He made the rules and Pan and I bent to his demand. I liked the way he bowed my back.

Pan pinched one of my hard nipples, his gaze heavy-lidded with lust. It’s not awkward like I thought it might be. Every single breath I shared with him as his alpha shared us.

Our alpha, I decided.

“I’m going to fill you up so good, Tully,” Walden promised and his thrusts took on a painful edge.

Pan gripped the sides of my face, and his lips shivered against mine. He puffed out a desperate breath, and he throbbed as I clenched tight. Pan let out a low groan and Walden’s movements became easier. My slick covered us all, but Pan’s cum made Walden’s thrusts obscene.

“Fuck, I couldn’t stop,” Pan muttered, and Walden hoisted me up, still attached to his body.

Pan slipped out and Walden fit me against him.

“You feel amazing, pup. Such a good boy—” he grunted, fucking me while he praised Pan. “Breeding your omega.”

There were no bones in my body, just jelly limbs that lolled under Walden’s movements. It was hungry, primal, and I experienced it through a haze. Then he gave me just what I wanted. His thick knot. It slipped past my puffy lips. I felt it under my skin, everywhere at once. It was in my throat burning scream as I rushed to orgasm. The nest twinkled with stars, and for a moment, I was among them.