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Before I know it, I’m in a filthy kiss between them both. Whimpering, I enjoy every moment, knowing they’re also kissing each other as I gasp for breath. It’s so fucking hot. I think I had an idea it would be, but I would never have thought to ask for a three-way kiss.

Cooper growls underneath me, and I squeal as his thick fingers demand entrance into my dripping pussy. Ethan and Riley palm my breasts, their fingers torturing my nipples in the best of ways as they pluck and squeeze them.

It’s as if I’m unsure where to anticipate the twinge of pain, and after being hurt in other imaginable ways, it’s hard to believe that I am enjoying this as much as I am. I know it’s different though. My alphas won’t hurt me, not after the effort they’re made to bring me here.

I can feel the slow build of something deep in my lower belly. I can feel the burn in my thighs as my muscles clench and release, and the heaviness in my breasts.

Riley’s hand surrounds my throat, his thumb caressing my pulse point.

“That’s it, Little One,” he croons. “Rock, grind, fuck his face. I bet this is the happiest he’s been in a long time. Fuck, you’re making such a pretty mess.”

“I’m jealous as fuck,” Ethan admits, his hand cupping the back of my shaved head to kiss me. I miss my hair less when they’re worshipping me. That’s for damn sure.

Everything just seems to slide away, until all that’s left is us.

Cooper’s hand on my thigh tightens as his fingers begin to curl inside of me, making me gasp.

“Oh,” I keen, my eyes crossing at the feeling. “Yes, don’t… fucking stop.”

“He won’t, Little Queen,” Ethan promises. “Ride that wave, Nina. Keep going when you get to the top and fall. We’re all here to catch you.”

Ethan and Riley continue to kiss me, but they also move to suck and bite my breasts. My fingers tighten in their hair as I feel myself getting closer to that crest in the wave that Ethan talked about.

Cooper is unrepentant as he uses his teeth to edge me closer as he sucks on my clit. It feels amazing. I’ve never touched myself, not once, since leaving the hospital. I was never interested, and I didn’t have any privacy to do so either.

I make a frustrated sound, and Riley’s lips press against the shell of my ear.

“You can do it, baby,” he rasps. “You’re so fucking close. Keep going. Trust your body.”

“I can’t,” I wail, gasping as Cooper pushes another finger into my pussy and then rubs my asshole with his thumb.

Fuck me, I just became a fucked up version of a bowling ball. As my alpha fucks me with fingers and begins to fill my asshole with his thumb, I begin to pant as he destroys my clit with his tongue. Cooper is showing me his appreciation for my pussy on every level.

“Yes you can,” Ethan says, his eyes moving up to meet mine before he goes back to rolling his tongue over my nipple. I think I’ve found one of his favorite parts of my body.

“Give yourself over to us,” Riley croons, kissing down my neck. The hint of his teeth as they dimple my skin makes me cry out. “Fuck, that’ll come very soon, Little One. You’ll be proudly wearing our marks. Just not yet. Fall for us.”

His words have a slight bite, while not quite being a bark. They’re patient as I whimper and moan as they take care of me, until finally, it happens.

It’s like the trifecta of things all at once. I don’t even have time to feel badly for Cooper, or the way I’m drowning him in slick. I can hear how much he’s enjoying it. And I can’t concentrate on the way that Ethan is being even rougher with my tits, his growls sexy as fuck.

No, it’s all of that, with the addition of Riley whispering in my ear if I want to suck Ethan’s cock with him later. Those filthy, sex ridden words push me finally over, while I hold on for dear life to his arm as I come.

My vision blackens with its intensity, my oxygen freezes up, and I stop breathing as I explode. Ethan and Riley catch me just the way they promised they would, and Cooper pinches my thigh to force me to gasp in a breath.

“There we go,” he praises as my breath rasps in and out raggedly. I hiss as his fingers pull out of my holes, the sound of him sucking the ones from my pussy clean, lewd and loud. “It’s too early in the night for you to pass out, baby.”

“There’s more?” I ask, laughing a little hysterically.

“Always,” Riley says, helping me up. Snagging his shirt, he pulls it over my head and I push my arms into its respective holes. “First, I think you need to hydrate and have some cake.”

“I always have room for that,” I say, unthinking as they groan.

The bottom of Cooper’s face is covered in slick, and I blush as he sits up.

“That’s the face of a man who’s just been rewarded for a job well done,” Ethan snorts as he grabs my hand to pull me toward the kitchen.

Smirking, I sigh happily. This is the life that dreams are made of.