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The entire room went silent for a single breath, and then Puck was on me, pushing me back against Locke. Claws lengthened from his fingertips, and a second later, he was shredding the T-shirt I’d borrowed from Brix.

“Hey,” I protested. “I liked that shirt. It was the perfect level of softness.”

A mischievous grin spread across his face. “Don’t worry. Brix will get you another one. But now, I can do this.”

Puck leaned forward and palmed my bare breast, sucking a nipple into his mouth. My back arched, and I let out a moan. It barely hit the air before Locke swallowed it whole.

There was something about Locke taking that sound, something Puck had coaxed from me, that had wetness gathering between my thighs. Locke’s tongue stroked mine as Puck’s swirled around my hard peak. He sucked hard again, sending a blaze of sensation from my nipple to my clit.

I arched into him further, pressing my breast firmly against his mouth in search of more. Puck tore his mouth from me, his eyes blazing. He cupped me between my thighs, my underwear already damp with need.

“Fucking scorching. Going to burn us both alive, aren’t you?” Puck snarled.

My only answer came in the soft pants that left me as I pulled back from Locke’s lips.

He reached around and palmed my breast, his hard length pressed against my ass cheeks.

I couldn’t stop another soft moan from leaving me. Because I wanted them both. Wanted them to fill me, claim me, make me theirs.

“Please,” I whispered.

“What do you think, Locke? Should we give our girl what she wants?”

Locke’s fingers rolled my nipple. “She does beg so beautifully.”

I pressed my ass harder against him as Puck rubbed me through the thin cotton of my boy shorts. He slid a finger under the cotton and cursed. “She’s fucking soaked.”

Locke let out a growl that had my core tightening around nothing, desperate to be filled. Puck fisted my underwear and pulled them free of my body so I was completely bare to them. He didn’t wait. He dove between my thighs, lapping at me, his tongue exploring all of me as Locke palmed both breasts.

“Look how he eats you,” Locke whispered in my ear. “How he’s starving for everything your pussy will give him.”

I whimpered, writhing against them both.

Puck slid two fingers inside me, curling them both as he sucked my clit, teasing the hood back.

“Don’t come,” Locke ordered. “Puck isn’t done with his meal.”

I let out a strangled sound. “I can’t. I-it’s too much.”

“You can.” The slightest alpha air slid into Locke’s voice.

Puck’s fingers drove in and out as his tongue flicked over that bundle of nerves.

“Please.” Desperation curled around the word.

Then Puck’s fingers and tongue were gone, and he was pulling me up to my knees. He tugged down his sweats, his cock springing free. He stroked it up and down, making saliva pool in my mouth.

“Tell us what you want,” he gritted out.

“You,” I whispered. “Both of you. Filling me. Taking me.”

Puck looked behind me. “You heard her, brother. And we always give our mate what she wants.”

Locke’s fingers slid between my thighs, taking that wetness and dragging it back to my tight hole. His teeth nipped my neck. “I can’t wait to feel all of you. Feel you taking all of me.”

My pants came quicker as Puck’s tip bumped my entrance, and Locke’s teased my rear. Puck slid in, letting out a groan of tortured pleasure.

“Better than I ever fucking dreamed, Birdie. I could die a happy man in this cunt. Feel me. All of me.”

Each thrust moved him deeper as I gripped Puck’s shoulders. My inner walls fluttered as Locke pressed in at my backside. I cried out as he thrust deeper. It was almost to the point of pain, teetering on that edge.

“Breathe deeply and push back against me,” Locke growled.

I did as he ordered, and then he was fully inside me. Both of them. Moving with such perfect synchronicity that I writhed between them. It was nearly too much sensation, and I was lost to all of it. Every nerve ending in my body stood at attention.

Puck’s canines lengthened, and I felt Locke’s at my neck. At the exact same moment, they bit down. Puck on my shoulder, Locke on my neck. Pleasure like I’d never known shot through me. Pulsing in brutal waves that had light dancing across my vision.

As Locke retracted his teeth, I slammed mine down on Puck’s shoulder. He howled as he came, his cum sparking my orgasm. I rode out wave after wave as he slammed into me, Locke meeting every thrust.

I pulled my teeth from his flesh as he did the same to me and reached for Locke. I sank my canines into his neck just below his jaw, and he came unhinged, thrusting into me with a manic ferocity that had me coming again as I took all my mates had to give.

As the last of the orgasm hit me, I succumbed, the darkness taking me under. But I wasn’t scared to be in this dark; it promised that my mates would always keep me safe.