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“Calix,” I moan as he does it again. “Calix, I want you to fuck me.”

He groans against my clit but doesn’t stop.

Slow drags of his tongue that turn into quick flicks.

Sucking my clit between his lips before I feel his teeth graze the bundle of nerves.

He continues alternating between the two, bringing me to the edge, my body already on the verge of climax but my beta stops every time I’m right there.

Teasing, taunting. Edging me like a goddamn champ.

Calix works his magic on my core until I’m ready to explode and the second he feels it, he holds my orgasm hostage with a shit eating grin on his beautiful face.

My hand shoots out and grabs his shoulder in frustration, my fingers biting into his flesh as I force myself to look behind me at Vin, my alpha enjoying every bit of this show while he slowly strokes himself.

“Korvin,” I whimper as Calix grabs my hips and buries his tongue in my core, pumping in and out a few times before he stops again. “Please.”

My alpha huffs out a quick laugh, the sound dark and devious as his free hand travels down his chest and over his abs, wrapping tightly around his knot while he tilts his head to the side. “Please, what, omega?”

I can feel my slick running down my thighs, the scent filling the room while my beta devours me whole in a torturous start and stop rhythm, but I need more.

Not just because I can’t get enough of my pack, of the men I get to love forever, but because it won’t take much for me to derail despite what we’re doing.

They don’t know why I was crying, why I needed them so badly, and all of that is still sitting right under the surface, waiting for the right moment to break through.

That’s what I’m trying to convey to Vin, why I’m pleading with him to bark out some command that gives me what I crave; the comfort only my pack can provide. Korvin gives me a slight nod and I breathe heavily through the next moan, a strangled sound of relief leaving my lips as he does.

My alpha knows what I need without uttering a word between us. He’s so in tune with our pack that we don’t have to say anything at all and he’s already answering a question or fulfilling a need. It’s amazing, really, the way Vin can read us inside and out, and I’ve never been more grateful for it.

Any other time, he’d use that to his advantage by dragging this out and letting Calix continue to edge me until I’m a sobbing mess, but he won’t right now.

“Please, alpha,” I gasp as my beta tries sucking my soul out through my pussy. “ Please. ”

Nothing else is said for a few moments but it doesn’t mean Korvin denied me. The opposite, actually. I’m going to finally get exactly what I want.

Calix straightens up and licks his lips, his eyes shining with a combination of desire and pride as he sets my foot on the floor, grabs my hips then slides me down the front of his body.

He kisses me once before turning me around to face Korvin, his palm cracking against my asscheek hard enough to throw off my balance.

My hands land on my alpha’s thighs as I nearly fall forward and I don’t have time to reposition myself because Calix uses his knees to widen my legs then he pops my ass in the air and slams into me from behind.

”Yes,” I hiss as my walls stretch around him, adjusting to his size and the abrupt entrance.

Pulling myself up a bit, I prop my elbows on Korvin’s legs, my hands replacing his as I begin stroking his length and squeezing his knot. My tongue darts out to catch the bead of precum that forms in front of me, swirling around the head of his cock before I take him in my mouth and start to suck.

“My beautiful omega,” he murmurs as he pulls my hair out of my face, holding it off to the side in his fist. “Our gorgeous girl.”

I whimper around his cock, those words holding so much meaning as he tries to soothe me through the pleasure.

“Perfect,” Calix whispers as his hand slides up my back, moving under my sweater to rub slow circles between my shoulder blades.

The gesture is comforting and coupled with Korvin’s words, I can feel the tension drain from my body despite the way those things contradict everything else going on.

My beta is pumping into me hard, bottoming out with every brutal thrust, making my pussy contract and tighten around his cock.

My alpha lifts his hips, fucking his erection into my mouth until it hits the back of my throat repeatedly, his knot stretching my jaw, sliding between my lips and thickening each time I suck and work his balls with my free hand.

“Magnolia. Fuck, Korvin,” Calix groans as his rhythm slips briefly, my pussy clamping down on him as the first wave of my orgasm washes over me. “Alpha, I’m?—“

“That’s it, sweetheart. Be a good boy and come inside our girl.” Vin lifts his hips again, using the hand in my hair to hold me in place while he fucks my mouth faster. “You want our sweet beta to come inside your pussy?”

I nod the best I can, my eyes watering and nose running as the tip of his dick hits the back of my throat again. Korvin pushes further, sliding down my throat and he growls when I gag, something feral crossing his face as my spit runs down my chin and over his knot as it slips inside.

Calix’s fingers tighten on my hip as he starts chanting my name, telling me he loves me each time my ass is flush against his pelvis.

I’m coming. Oh my god, I’m coming.

My orgasm slams into me on my beta’s last thrust, doubling over, his forehead pressed to my shoulder as he moans through his pleasure. At the same time, Vin knots my mouth, lifting his hips in a final thrust as it thickens, holding himself there while he fires rope after rope of cum down my throat.

I all but scream around him and I can feel my slick gush out of my body, Calix sucking in a sharp breath as my walls contract again, spasming in rapid succession before hitting its final peak that threatens to knock me out.

Korvin runs his fingers through my hair as he empties himself, his cock twitching out the last of his climax while Calix quickly pulls out and gets to his feet.

He hurries to the private bathroom and I sag against my alpha’s leg, his knot finally releasing me before he pulls his dick out in a wet smacking sound.

“You want to tell me why you were crying?”

I arch a brow as I press a kiss to his thigh, giggling a little as his cock flops back on his stomach where it leaks a small stream of cum. “Not really.”

He frowns down at me before Calix comes back, tracking our beta’s moves because he’s buck naked and beautiful despite literally just finishing in my mouth. “You should. Maybe I can help.”

“We don’t like when you cry, Maggie.” Calix uses the washcloth on my thighs, cleaning up what he can without getting rid of too much. “Especially if we can help.”

I’m so far beyond help it’s not even funny, but I don’t want to say that, either.

Explaining everything that’s going on in my head on top of telling them about the bomb that could drop at any minute isn’t something I think I can handle right now. If ever. It’s definitely not pillow talk to be shared in the afterglow.

Not if I can help it.

But it isn’t something I have any control over.

Proven when there’s a knock at the door followed by Stevenson’s voice on the other side.

“Just got word, Dean Reynolds is on his way up. Heading toward the elevators now.”

Shit.

Shit on a fucking shingle of course he’d choose now to show up.

I quickly get to my feet, adjusting my clothes just as fast before I try to help my men suit up but end up herding them toward the adjoining office door instead.

“Is this why?”

Chewing my lip hard enough to draw blood, I nod and unlock the deadbolt. “He’s been trying to get a hold of me all morning.”

“About what?” Korvin grunts, blocking their exit with his gigantic body. “Why was he blowing you up?”

Calix watches the office door as they wait for my answer, one I have to give because I know they won’t leave without it, and that’ll cause even more trouble than I’m already in.

“His secretary saw Isaak and I at the bar last night.” My heart starts hammering away again as I try shoving him out of the room.

“She saw us kissing. We were far away from everyone, it shouldn’t have been an issue but that twatwaffle was there, she saw, and I have no doubt she went running to my father the second she was able to. ”

“Oh boy,” Calix says with a hard swallow. “Bet he didn’t like hearing that.”

I shake my head as he walks past Korvin and gives me a quick kiss.

“I don’t have to ask to know he fucking hated it.

Me kissing anyone who isn’t that horrible monster his unofficial boyfriend shot out of his nuts over thirty years ago is basically illegal, and I have no idea what’s going to happen when he gets here. Which is why you have to go.”

My alpha nods and cups my cheek, kissing me hard before he looks me in the eye. “Don’t take his shit. You’re too goddamn perfect to let him make you feel anything less than that.”

“I love you,” I say with a smile, kissing him one more time. “I love you both, and I expect you to make sure to pass that on to Des for me since I haven’t seen him yet today.”

“As you wish.” Then Korvin turns to leave but he pauses and faces me.

I start to panic because he really needs to leave, but he gives me a look and I bite my tongue. Then almost swallow it as he runs his finger through the cum on his stomach, collecting every drop before he reaches out and uses it to paint my lips.

“Do not wipe that off,” he growls. “You keep your alpha’s cum on your lips the entire time he’s here as a fuck you to that bastard and his contract.”

Then he winks, tells me he loves me, and pulls the adjoining door closed just as the other opens.

“Magnolia Reynolds,” my father barks as he blows into the room, his energy so heavy and angry it immediately makes my stomach hurt. “You better sit the hell down and shut the hell up because I am here to talk so you better fucking listen.”

I spin away from the door and nearly crash into the desk, rubbing my lips together in hopes that the alpha jizz looks like lip gloss then force myself to acknowledge him. “I can?—“

“You can sit the fuck down.” The Dean points to the chair behind the desk and waits for me to drop into it. “If you speak again without my permission, I can promise you, those will be the last words to leave your disgusting mouth.”

My back goes ramrod straight at the malice in his tone, the sheer iciness in his stare. This is different from any other tongue lashing he’s given me. This has the potential to be dangerous, and I can’t help the way my hands start to shake because of it.

This is so bad.

But then, bad goes to worse when Camden comes storming into the office and slams the door, standing next to my father across from me with violence raging in his eyes.

“The wedding is next month.” The Dean tugs on the sleeves of his suit coat, examining his cufflinks as he reads me the riot act. “There will be no argument, no rescheduling. You will marry Camden at the end of the month, worst case scenario, the beginning of the next if it works better for him.”

I swallow down my sob as my heart beats so hard it feels like it’s going to crack my ribs, the pain both physical and emotional as these terrible men completely ruin my life.

My father brushes some nonexistent lint from his lapel as he continues.

“You will be at every scheduled event. Parties, fittings, tastings. Active participation and in the public eye. You’ll meet with caterers and DJs, pick out the goddamn flowers at the florist of your mother’s choosing.

” Perfect, let's throw that cunt into the mix.

“The announcement will be in the paper, it will be all over Raevenwood. Your mother has also taken it upon herself to make the guest lists, for your bridal shower, the formal for the both of you, as well as the wedding itself.”

I glance from my father to Camden, the piece of burnt garbage staring holes in my head from the time he walked in here. He crosses his arms against his chest, his chest that is heaving as his nostrils flare and that’s when I realize what has him so pissed off.

It’s not Isaak.

I don’t think Camden cares what I do when we aren’t together or expected to be. The Dean is probably angrier about that than the man I’m supposed to marry. I have no doubt it’s why everything has been moved up again.

What has Camden Blackhurst’s head ready to explode is the smell in here.

He can scent my mates.

Camden smells them in here and on me. He can probably even smell them in me, and considering what he said to me a while ago, the bit about owning me, this changes things.

If it was just getting spotted out with Isaak, he might have let that go unaddressed but this? This is entirely different for him. Whether he sucks or not, he is still an alpha and he thinks I belong to him. His territory was invaded and that is all he’s going to see.

And now Camden is going to go to war just to prove it’s still his.