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Brooks fists my hair and kisses me, surprising me. His hips thrust and piston, and I can feel myself getting closer to my release. Fuck, I don’t know how long I’m going to last.

“It's as easy as that, huh?” he growls against my lips, his hand pulling on my hair as his knot begins to fight for entrance. “Fuck. He’s pulling me in. Fuck!”

I mean, I tried to tell him, but Brooks always has to see to believe…

Damn. I feel the haze as we both begin to fuck Camden with our knots, and his dick rubs along Brooks’ abs as we sandwich him between us. My hands hold tightly around Cam’s thighs to keep him in the perfect position, and my mouth is watering for a bite.

“River,” Lee warns, but I snarl at him.

“Mine,” I growl, kissing down Cam’s neck. He gasps around Lee’s cock, his head moving to give him more room.

Camden is the perfect sacrifice to our crazy pack. His hands are shackled over his head, and he’s full of his alphas’ knots. It has to be now. Our omega squeals as he comes all over Brooks’ stomach and chest, and I feel the moment he loses control. His thrusts are faster and harder, his hand holding tightly to Cam’s hip.

I’m sure his skin will be littered with bruises because we are possessive, but I don’t think our omega will mind. He wants to know that he’s ours. And I’m going to make sure he does.

My teeth bite down hard on Cam’s throat and I can taste blood as the bond begins to solidify. My vision whites out as I come hard, and I can hear Brooks cursing as I pull him with me. However, even half coherent, I continue to fuck our omega’s hole through my orgasm.

As long as my cock is hard, I’ll be Cam’s willing servant in his heat. All that matters is him.

CHAPTERNINETEEN

CAMDEN

Empty.

That's what I feel right now and it just won’t do.

A wave of heat hits me hard as my body trembles. My stomach cramps, my cock throbs and the overwhelming feeling of needing to be filled has me rolling over and getting to my knees.

Blinking my hazy eyes open, I see that I’m in a room, on a bed with my pack around me.

They’re all sleeping. Why are they sleeping? Why isn’t anyone fucking me right now?

Slick gushes from my hole, running down my thighs while pre-cum leaks from the tip of my heavy aching cock.

The only thing on my mind is my need to cum as I crawl over to the nearest body. A smokey scent fills my nose, making me whimper as more pre-cum drips down my cock and down over my balls.

Brooks grunts at my weight as I blanket my body over his, but he doesn’t wake. I don’t need him awake for what I want. His cock is hard and heavy, resting against his stomach.

Straddling his hips, I take what I need, gripping the base of his cock and lining it up with my needy hole.

Bitting my lip, I moan as I sink down, taking his fat cock fully until his knot bumps against my hole.

“Fuck,” Brooks’ sleepy growl fills my ears. “Camden, baby.” He moans as I start to rock my hips as I ride him, taking what I need.

Closing my eyes, I revel in the feeling of him filling me, his thick cock gliding against my prostate. “So good,” I whimper, my nails digging into his thighs.

He grunts, his hands shooting out to grip my hips. “Needy little cock slut,” he groans as he holds me still so he can start to fuck up into me. I cry out, mind numbing pleasure filling me. “Can’t get enough can you?”

“No,” I moan, my heart hammering in my chest.

“You want my knot, don’t you, Baby Boy? You want your alpha to fill that tight hole until you fucking see stars?”

“Please,” I whimper, trying to grind down to force his knot inside me but he holds me still. “Brooks, please.”

“Mhhm,” he hums as he thrusts slow and deep. “I love it when you beg for it. Come on Camden, beg.”

“Fuck me,” I sob out in desperation. “Fill my used hole until I black out, fill me with your cum so that I’m leaking for days. Fuck me, knot me, I want your cock to live in my ass.”