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Roman

I’m lost in her, in the slick, tight heat of Maya’s pussy, my cock buried deep inside of her, her walls squeezing me so hard I can barely think. The motel room’s a blur—neon light seeping through cheap curtains, the bed creaking, our scents thick and tangled together. Maya’s mewling, those delicious, desperate sounds spilling from her lips, her fingers digging into the mattress, clawing at the sheets, and it’s everything. I want to bond her, bite her neck, claim her for good, but I hold back because she’s not ready and I won’t hurt her. My knot’s swelling but I’m still going, chasing a release that won’t come until it expands, until she takes it, and I’m drowning in this rut I can’t stop.

She’s goddamn gorgeous beneath me, her face tilted as Brogan claims her lips, desperate to drink up every sound coming from her until I hear the one thing that might just push me over the edge.

“Knot me. ”

It’s like gasoline on my fire, sending me into overdrive, my hips snapping even harder against her ass. “Tell me again,” I rasp, “because fuck, you’re gonna make me come.”

“Knot me,” she gasps as I pull out and flip her back over again so that she’s facing me before I thrust back in, my knot pushing inside, stretching her until it’s got us locked together. My purr erupts, not a rattle this time but a full, rumbling hum. My cock twitches inside of her as she strangles my cock, my release finally spilling inside of her as my vision blurs, every nerve alight with her, with us .

Something soft brushes my lips, and I blink, finding Brogan kissing me, his rain scent pulling me back to the present, his tongue tracing my bottom lip, calming the rut’s edge. I settle as my purr steadies, allowing me to see my blissed out Beta beneath us, throwing me a tired smile. I gather Maya in my arms, careful not to jostle my knot still locked inside her, and ease us onto the bed, pulling her close to my chest. Brogan curls up on her other side, his hand resting on her hip, the rest of that animalistic need falling away.

Maya hums, a low, sated sound that warms my chest. “That was intense and I feel so fucking full.” Her fingers lazily trace my chest, her voice almost sounding drunk.

“I’m sorry.” I didn’t want to get rough with her but those Alpha instincts won, my rut taking over. I’m terrified that I pushed her too far even if she asked for my knot.

Her gaze shifts up to me, her eyes bright despite the flush on her cheeks. “I’m not. Maybe not all the time, but I like getting thrown around once in a while,and I knew you weren’t gonna hurt me.” Her words ease over me like a balm, and I exhale, my purr humming louder.

“Although, I wouldn’t hate seeing you two kiss again. It’s adorable.”

“I’m not adorable,” I grumble, but Brogan laughs, leaning over Maya’s shoulder and drags me into another kiss, his lips firm against mine. I melt into it, my hand cupping his neck, Maya stuck between us. She slowly relaxes until soft puffs of air blow against my chest, my knot still locked inside of her. It won’t stay long, an Alpha’s knot not made for a Beta but I’m happy to rest just like this.

Her skin is slick with sweat and cum, our scents crashing together as I look down at her soft features. “I was really scared I was gonna hurt her.”

“She’s stronger than any of us give her credit for. And the best part,” Brogan adds, his eyes meeting mine over her shoulder, “is that she’s all ours.”