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“She probably needs to eat again soon,” Gideon said.

“Knot!” the cranky omega shrieked.

“No,” Gideon growled. “Not until you finish your sandwich.”

Cullen was sitting back on the bed with a very wriggly, very grumpy omega sitting on his cock. She was close, ready to be knotted, but Gideon was more concerned with getting her to eat.

It was a rather amusing battle of wills to watch. Bethany was solely focused on getting her knots, but Gideon was concerned with her overall health and well-being.

Turned out, they were both rather stubborn.

“Just take a few bites and you can have my knot.”

“Knot first.” Bethany pouted, the fire in her gaze dimming as tears gathered in her eyes.

Cullen and I shared a glance, biting back our laughs. Even though he was determined to succeed, Gideon was a sucker for tears.

“Just eat the sandwich, omega. Then we can all knot you,” I told her, my tone coaxing.

“All of you?” she asked softly.

“All of us,” Cullen confirmed.

The tears stopped, and her face hardened. Snatching the sandwich out of Gideon’s hand, she shoved it unceremoniously into her mouth.

Even though she was being stubborn and abrasive, it was the cutest thing I’d ever seen. There was something about Bethany that, even when she was trying to annoy us, I found her ridiculously alluring.

By the time we were two days in, Bethany was well and truly lost in the haze of her heat. Between trying to meet Bethany’s needs and regularly checking on Joey, switching who was looking after her, we were exhausted. What little sleep we were getting was frequently interrupted.

Thankfully, on the second day, Gideon had organized for Joey to go to a sleepover with several of her friends so we could have the next day or two to try to recover.

We had experienced heats before, but maybe we were officially old men, because Bethany was draining us dry. Well, she could drain me dry, and I would be a happy husk.

After Gideon knotted her, she had climbed off him and gone after her next knot without any recovery time. Cullen was her next target. As he lounged on the bed, she took his cock into her throat, humming happily as she did so.

The movement meant her ass was sticking up in the air, displayed like a fucking piece of art. Gideon was still recovering from the last time he knotted her, and Cullen’s cock was buried in her mouth.

Which meant it was my turn to have a little fun.

Knee-walking across the nest to where she was presenting herself, I ran my hands over her rear, enjoying the silky-smooth skin.

She wiggled her hips, a silent invitation, as her mouth was otherwise occupied.

The head of my cock pressed against her folds and my balls tightened, like they were preparing for the sheer volume of cum they were about to produce.

Bethany was eager, pushing her hips back farther when I didn’t immediately thrust forward, opting to savor the moment.

Tutting, I grabbed her hips, holding her in place for a few seconds before lightly slapping her ass. Judging by the slick that flooded her pussy, she liked that a lot.

I chuckled. “You’ll get my cock when I am good and ready.”

Her mouth was busy swallowing Cullen’s length repeatedly; otherwise I was sure those pouty lips would be sassing me.

I was having the time of my life. Her attitude wasn’t annoying or grating, like Bella’s had been. Bethany just followed heremotions; there was no ulterior motive, and she was utterly herself.

It was pure and so fucking joyous.

Maybe it was the copious orgasms talking, but I was pretty sure I was falling head over heels in love with Bethany Wells.