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Raito

Aubrey’s back is against the headboard, his cock deep inside our Omega’s ass. She writhes on top of him, her back to his chest, his large hands roaming over her smooth body.

Colton is on his knees beside them on the mattress, gripping and stroking his length, one hand holding the headboard as he watches Mira dip her fingers down to her core and draw her slick to her clit, then circle it.

I hiss, my cock throbbing at the delectable sight.

Despite Mira’s pleasure being our focus, it’s Aubrey who takes command, directing us.

“Look at that pussy, Rai,” he rasps, his hips giving a small circle against her ass, drawing a moan from Mira. “Devour it. Make her slick pour from her core.”

My breathing is ragged when I dive forward, grab Mira’s hand and remove it from her pussy, then take her clit into my mouth and suck.

She cries out, slick splashing my chin, her scent and taste overwhelming my senses. My lungs are full of myrrh and rose, my mouth with the sweetest tang I’ve ever tasted.

This is what I’d wished we had time for when we first mated. For me to ravish her pussy with my mouth, feel her come on my face. To taste her as I am now.

I swirl my tongue around her nub, but never stop sucking, circling her entrance with two fingers but not penetrating her. Every move, every sound she makes, spurs me on, lets me know I am driving her wild. When she grinds against my face, Colton hisses then groans, and I turn my eyes upward to find him grasping both Mira’s breasts, massaging and pinching, as she strokes his cock with one hand.

More slick spills, her whine grows high-pitched, her hips begin to jerk, and she cries out, splashing me with more delicious slick as she comes on my face.

When her cries turn to whimpers, I lean back, the air turning my wet face cold.

“That’s good,” Aubrey says with a sigh. “But our Omega needs more. She wants more. Don’t you, Omega?”

Her whine builds up again, her body jerking and grinding.

“Tell us,” he commands.

“Yes!” Her cry is loud and forceful, yet breathy.

“Good girl,” he purrs. Then, he looks me right in the eye, heated and lustful. “Fuck her pussy while I claim her ass.”

The ache in my balls is like nothing I’ve ever felt, my cock so hard it’s painful.

Aubrey’s legs are spread out, Mira’s spread over them, her body wide open and begging. And I oblige, crawling over her, my arms propping my body up, my dick so straight and hard I slide into her without needing to aim.

Mira cries out in ecstasy, her head thrown back against Aubrey’s shoulder, but I can’t make a sound. As I pull out of her tight, wet, heat, Aubrey draws from her ass, and we slam back in at the same time, making Mira’s body jump, a scream escaping her throat. With every thrust, I can feel Aubrey inside her, a skin barrier between our cocks, but she is impossibly tight because of us both filling her at the same time.

Aubrey, uses a hand to prop up Mira’s head and commands Colton, “Fuck her face.”

With a groan, he complies, sliding his cock into Mira’s eager mouth, making her hum and whine.

The three of us find a steady, even rhythm, fucking all of Mira’s holes as one, my pleasure turning animalistic as I pump harder and faster, my pack brothers keeping the pace with me until I see stars. Mira’s pussy clenches my cock with enough force that I am completely lost, roaring as my release spills inside of her, her slick gushing in waves. She screams around Colton’s cock, he and Aubrey roaring their release right after.

My knot has swelled in time with Aubrey’s, and the tightness is nearly overwhelming. It makes me want to fuck her again, rut like a beast, but one look at my Omega’s face, come dripping from the corner of her mouth, those lips wrapped around Colton’s knot, and I know she is completely spent. So I push deeper inside of her as I lie on her chest, letting my breathing grow steady as we all bask in the aftermath, our purrs in sync.

When Colton tells Mira she can release him, she gives a disapproving but tired sound, and Colton lets out a small laugh, but I feel his gratitude. Keeping our knot inside our beloved mate is an ecstasy in itself, and Colton can feel that bond at the same time as Aubrey and me.

It takes much longer for our knots to release Mira’s body than it did during our first mating, but when we all slip from her, she lets out a contented sigh. I kiss my mark on her collarbone, and the others follow suit with theirs. Then Colton is sliding off the bed on wobbling legs and heading toward a door beyond the foot, opening it.

“Jackpot!” he cries. “There’s a killer bathroom in here. And it looks like a closet.”

He disappears inside, compelling me to follow, my legs just as weak as his look. I find a beautiful white bathroom with a sink, toilet, a standing shower toward the back, and a huge claw-foot tub to one side. Colton is in the closet at the back, rummaging through clothing. “There’s a lot in here to choose from,” he says to me over his shoulder. “And more importantly—” he pulls out a mound of folded towels with a grin.

I chuckle as he places the stack on the sink counter.

When I turn back to the bedroom, Aubrey is helping Mira walk to the bathroom, her slick and our come coating her legs and face. Part of me laments that it’s seeping out of her, but that is instinct. My logical brain, which must always take precedence, knows that there will be a time when our pack will produce children. But not until it’s safe for them to live freely, have the life we never did.

So, we have to fight for that future.

Water starts flowing behind me. “Hey, Aubs,” Colton turns from the tub and gestures at Aubrey with a nod. “Give Mira one of your socks.”

Aubrey stops short, and I raise a brow in question at Mira, whose face is pink, her lips pursed.

“His sock?” I ask.

Her purse turns into a small pout before she slowly moves to her pants on the floor, reaches into a pocket, and removes a white and a black sock. I recognize the black one as mine, one I thought I’d left behind in her room when we’d mated the first time. I figured my friend in housekeeping had burned it with everything else.

My lips tick upward into a smile.

Aubrey chuckles. “You’re carrying our socks around?” he pulls one from inside his jeans on the ground and walks over to her.

Mira pulls it from his grasp and holds the three socks in her hands like precious treasure, her eyes averted. “Having them with me is comforting,” she whispers.

Aubrey pulls her into a tight embrace, presses his lips to the top of her head. “I’d give you anything you want.”

I hum in agreement. “And when we take the academy, we’ll do everything in our power to ensure you have a safe space to build your nest.”

“And for us to build a family,” Colton adds as he joins us. “Some day.”

When the three of us embrace our Omega as one, Mira snuggling into our chests, nothing has ever felt so right.