Page 83 of Mask and the Magnolia

Her arms go around my neck as Korvin hooks his elbows under her knees again, thrusting into her ass harder as my hips match his pace.

Holy god in heaven.

Shit, this is perfection.

Having Magnolia sandwiched between Korvin and I, having Desmond fucking my ass harder and harder as his control clearly slips.

He drops his forehead to the back of my neck and nods. “I’m gonna fucking blow. I feel like we’ve all been edging each other for so fucking long and I can’t fight it much longer.”

“Then don’t,” I say as I reach back and cup the back of his head. “Don’t hold back.”

He groans as he pulls my shirt collar down to expose my shoulder, licking over it and up my neck as his hands clamp down on my hips. Desmond’s fingers dig into my skin as he moves without restraint, fucking me into Magnolia so hard I must bottom out.

She cries out as our alphas alternate between purring and growling, grunting and moaning as their thrusts become brutal from both sides.

My balls draw up even tighter as I’m slammed into Magnolia’s pussy, my orgasm starting low before it shoots up my spine.

It feels like my entire body is on fire, like I have lava moving through my veins and just when I’m sure I can’t hold out much longer, my entire life changes.

Desmond’s teeth sink into my right shoulder, clamping down on my flesh as his knot slams inside of me and swells, thickening fully and keeping me in place. The first rope of my cum erupts from my cock, firing into Maggie’s core as she leans forward and bites my left pec, and I keep coming as I feel her gush around me, as I watch Korvin slam himself into her and all but roar out his own release.

No one moves for a few moments save for Maggie and Desmond’s jaws, all of us joined together as the threads of our bond entwine in a way I can actually feel.

“So,” Magnolia pants, smiling in my face as she grabs my hips and pulls them against hers, sending my cock a little deeper as she draws a his from both of us. “What do you think?”

“Was it everything you dreamed it would be?” Desmond licks his mark and wraps his arms around me, purring against my neck as his hips jerk against my ass.

I chuckle as Maggie lays her head against my check, smiling as Korvin leans forward to kiss me nice and slow.

“Mhm,” I mumble against his lips. “Everything and more.”

But as I start to come down from the incredible high, the little voice in the back of my mind begins askingbut for how long?

How long will this last before everything I’ve wanted is ripped right out from under me?

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Chewing my lip, I watch Vin like a hawk as he runs on the treadmill, each stomp of his sneaker on the belt angrier than the last.

He’s normally pretty stone faced but he doesn’t necessarily scowl all the time.

There’s always an edge to him, something sharp and unsettling. When he walks into a room, his energy fills it. Lately that energy is so heavy, it’s weighted and pressing down on me. It almost hurts.

It’s getting worse, too.

I don’t know what I did wrong.

He says it’s not me, that I didn’t do anything at all but ever since I played lookout for him, Korvin has been tense and his mood has been sour.

Granted, it’s only been a couple of days but still.

Whatever happened, or didn’t happen, had some kind of switch flipping in him, and no matter what I do, I can’t seem to get it to switch back.

I don’t know how to make it better.