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“I’m not.” He stepped into the room. “Mighty nice you room you have here, Christoph.”

He gave a silent chuckle. “You could say that. It’s all for our Bell.”

Jackson hummed in approval. “I like the sound of ‘our Bell.’” He caged her in between them. “Just like I am your Jackson, and you are our Christoph.” When his lips crushed Christoph, a ravenous beast took hold of Christoph’s gut, one he didn’t recognize. He became a starved man, desperate to be close to Jackson. The feel of Bell’s small breast brushing his torso while Jackson tugged at his hair, threw him for a loop. He was beyond frantic. He wanted to fuck and rut even though he couldn’t smell estrus on Bell.

Shit. Bell.What must she think of both of them? However, the second he inhaled, he caught the scent of her arousal, and his mouth watered. Watching them turned her on. He took a steadying breath filled with the pheromone perfume of Bell and Jackson’s yearning. Both of them wanted him.

“You’re overdressed, kitten.” Christoph turned Bell to Jackson. “Kiss her like you kissed me.” He leaned in and added, “Undress him, Bell.”

This wasn’t exactly what he’d had in mind when Christoph asked her to join him. He wanted Bell all to himself, yet, seeing them together, only added to the fuel burning his gut. He needed both of them with such a single-minded focus, he almost lost control, shredding her gown.

Christoph hissed the minute their mouths fused together, while her hands trembled with each button she loosened on Jackson’s shirt. He steadied himself, using all of his control to pull the zipper of her dress down. Her pale flesh enticed him. Christoph pushed his hands into her dress, cupping her pert breasts with his palms. The heat of her skin seared him. Bell was tiny compared to him—compared to Jackson. The thought of her little body accommodating his cock sent a bolt of longing to his groin.

“Softest skin ever.” Christoph bent his head to lick her neck as he pushed the garment from her body.

Jackson growled. His eyes took on an eerie iridescent color. Orange and red flames licked at his pupils as they dilated, almost consuming his irises. Transfixed, Christoph couldn’t look away. His breath lodged in his throat. His heart pounded. The twisting arousal spread through his gut, yet he still couldn’t put a name to what he experienced with Jackson. It made little sense. He should have been satisfied with Bell, however, he also wanted the man in front of him. Had his father done something to him that day before he left the pride?

“Perfect,” Jackson murmured, spearing his fingers through Bell’s hair. He guided her toward him. Her lips pressed to his scared, tanned chest. His eyes fluttered closed. A moan was ripped from his chest as she nipped at his nipple, then went lower, pushing her ass right up against Christoph’s straining dick.

“We’re really doing this.” He said it more for himself than anyone else.

“We are,” Jackson answered. “So, why are you still dressed?”

Good question. While Bell wiggled her hips, enticing him, Christoph removed his suit. Bell had already opened the front enclosure of Jackson’s pants and was pulling the zipper down as they spoke. The lion within Christoph snarled and roared, demanding he take what was his—show both of them who the Alpha was in their relationship. His fingers fumbled with the buttons as Jackson groaned.

Bell took Jackson’s dick in hand. The tip was a dark, angry red, flaring at the tip. The thickness intimidated Christoph while also intriguing him. With each pump of her fist, more pre-cum pearled at the tip before dribbling down to cover her hand. The translucent liquid glistened in the low light of the room.

“Suck him off, kitten.” Christoph pushed his pants down on his hips and groaned when the length of his cock smacked Bell’s ass.

She glanced back at him, her cheeks pink, her blue eyes shimmering with pleasure. She licked her pouty bottom lip before running her tongue across the crest of Jackson’s tip. Christoph’s ass clenched. His grip on her hips tightened.Fuck, that shouldn’t be so damn erotic.Jackson let out a string of curses as his head fell back on his shoulders. If he felt a quarter of what Christoph experienced, standing there with them, all three of them were going to be in for a long night.

“Tell me you want it, kitten. Tell me I can fuck you hard and fast.” Christoph stared down at her. The silky material covering her pussy was soaked with her desire, giving him a glimpse of her pink little pussy.

She whimpered around Jackson’s cock, causing the man to grunt and fist her hair. She wiggled against him again, pressing back in invitation. Christoph pushed her panties to the side and rubbed his dick along her slick labia. The heat of her juices coated his tip, inviting him to push into her without hesitation. The full weight of their situation hit him in the chest as he notched his erection at her entrance.

Bell was theirs.

Christoph entered her with a long, slow thrust. When he was halfway in, he pulled back, then filled her. The way her pussy twitched and clenched around him had him holding his breath for fear of coming too soon. Bell cried out, pulling off of Jackson as she trembled in their arms. Her skin was covered in a sheen of perspiration. Her fingernails were those of her lioness. She was beautiful. Magnificent.

Jackson directed her back to his dick. His gaze took on a feral quality. When Christoph moved, so did he. Together, they worked their dicks into Bell. Jackson leaned forward, taking Christoph’s mouth in dangerous kiss. The way he devoured Christoph should have scared the lion. Instead, he let go. Christoph pounded into Bell, fucking her hard and rough. Her muffled cries and moans were the sweetest sounds he’d ever heard.

“Fuck yeah,” Jackson muttered against Christoph’s mouth. “Cum inside her, Christoph. Fill her pussy. You know you want to.”

Shit. His words were potent. Christoph snarled, biting Jackson’s bottom lip while grinding against Bell. She was so fucking wet. So hot and tight. Each thrust forced him to work a little harder to get his big dick inside her. He swore he’d pass out from the pleasure before he could actually climax.

“Take it, blondie,” Jackson snapped. “Take what we’re giving you, then say thank you when we’re finished.”

Holy shit.

Bell gripped him hard. The first flutter of her release triggered his own. He slid his fingers down to her clit and manipulated the bundle of nerves, causing her to milk his dick. Her orgasm pulled at him, sending him tumbling. He roared through his release as did Jackson, only he’d pulled out and was coming all over Bell’s perfect tits and body. Her cries of bliss as she continued the rhythmic tug of Christoph’s cock fed the arousal still pooling in his gut. He’d never experienced this level of euphoria. His chest heaved with exertion as he stood there on wobbly legs.

“Shit,” he panted. “Can’t pull out yet.”

Jackson smirked as he added his finger to Christoph’s manipulating Bell’s hard clit. “Come for us again, Bell.”

She went to her tip-toes then slamming back against Christoph as she screamed. She shook in his arms. With each pulse of her climax, Christoph filled her more until he became light-headed from the intensity. If this was how they were now, he couldn’t even grasp what estrus would be like, or even the full moon for Jackson.

Christoph gathered her in his arms, uncaring if he slipped out of her passage and carried her to the bed. If he couldn’t stand, neither could she. Jackson was there with him, taking up the other side of the bed. She might have his cum on her, but Christoph was inside of her. The smug beast within him puffed up his chest, proud of what he’d done.