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W as this actually happening?

Logan was sprawled on the moss, naked and smelling like heaven, as potent and all-consuming as the forest around us. I crawled toward them. “Hold where?”

“Wrists. She likes to be immobilized.”

Logan looked at me helplessly, her dark eyes glowing, as she lifted her hands over her head for me.

Fucking hell.

I was going to be ruined in seconds. I wrapped a firm hand around each wrist and braced my knuckles into the moss. Her skin felt fizzy, like her whole body was a vibrator set on low. It raised every hair to attention and sang my dick to life, as if it weren’t already raring to go.

She groaned and tested my grip. I squeezed tighter and she whimpered. I couldn’t stop looking at her. I was fucking blessed by all of her.

Beautiful.

Just fucking perfect .

I wanted to touch every inch of her, feel her quiver under my hands, provoke those gorgeous cries that I craved down to my bones. I wanted to bury myself in her so badly I ached. From the sounds she was making now, I was pretty sure I wasn’t the only one aching.

Caden hoisted her calves over his shoulders and dipped his face down to her cunt. Her hands latched onto me as well as they were able and she shuddered. Watching Caden tongue-fuck her was a morbid fascination. I couldn’t look away. Her hips bucked and he shoved her thighs apart, pinning them down.

Fuck, that was hot.

Logan tossed her head, throwing it back with a whine. How had we ever missed her being an omega? Way too much aligned now that it had been pointed out.

I leaned down, nuzzling her cheek. “Lo, I want to touch you. Do you want me?”

“Gods, yes .” She strained harder against my hands.

Caden, can I?

You heard the lady.

Breathless with want, I crossed her wrists and held her in place with one hand.

I didn’t want to be sloppy with her, but my fingers were shaking as I laid them on her skin.

I traced down her arm and over the curve of her chest, scooping back to cradle her tit.

I scooted around to her side, holding her wrists tight, and leaned down.

She arched up against my mouth, her nipple sliding past my lips.

The first stroke of my tongue had her pressing up higher against me. She was a fucking feast .

It was a bit of a power trip, feeling her squirm as I lapped at her skin, pressing down more firmly as she struggled against my grip.

Let go. Flip incoming .

I sat back just in time for Caden to grab her hips and roll her over. He kept her pinned with a knee on her ass.

Pass me her leggings .

I grabbed them off the ground and passed them over.

He pulled her arms behind her and bound them up neatly in the fabric.

I hadn’t played with restraints often and had zero of the finesse Caden did.

Logan writhed against the ground, her steady chant of please, please, please making my blood pound in my ears.

He dragged her so her ass was in the air and her face was against the moss, turned to look at me.

Her eyes were full-on glowing now, no hint of their original color.

It would have scared the shit out of me if I didn’t want her so badly.

Caden unzipped his jeans and I turned back to focus on Logan, setting an assuring hand on her cheek.

I could tell the second he was inside her by the choked-off sound she made.

Do you want more of me, Lo?

She nodded frantically and I settled in front of her, gently lifting her, mindful of the angles Caden needed, until I was parked in front of her with my palm bracing her upright.

I sank a hand into her hair and pulled her in for a kiss.

She kissed like she was starving, like she was trying to consume my soul through my lips.

I stayed like that until the fizz from her skin became an insistent burn.

Reaching down her body, I slid eager fingers over her stomach and through the thatch of hair between her thighs until I found her clit.

Holy fuck, she was so wet.

Logan broke off from the kiss and laid her forehead against my shoulder, panting like she’d run a marathon. I focused on her clit like a man possessed. I wanted her to come for me. I angled her so I could lick up the curve of her throat. My fangs inched out. I wanted to bury those in her too.

She trembled against me, her breaths coming faster, accompanied by little sounds with each thrust of Caden pushing into her. Her scream startled the birds right out of their trees, and the energy that burst out of her was like getting slugged in the gut with a baseball bat.

Caden slid free, looking dazed. Logan was still squirmy and her scent had risen to a fever pitch, jasmine trying to drown me.

“ Please, ” she begged. “Seth.”

Oh, fuck. Logan was begging me .

I gathered her onto my lap where I could slip two fingers inside her. She let out a sound that was almost a sob.

“More,” she whispered.

I obliged, sliding in a third.

Fuck, she felt good.

I could only imagine how incredible she’d feel if it were my dick in her instead.

Her muscles squeezed excitedly, sucking me deeper.

I braced my other hand at the back of her neck and teased her pulse point with my fangs while I set a relentless pace, working my wrist in sharp movements that had each of her exhalations burning against my skin.

She vibrated in my grip. I wanted her hands on me, but I didn’t want to stop touching her.

I glanced over to Caden. Undo the binding .

He moved slowly, eyes still a bit glazed as he tugged the leggings until they fell away. Logan wrapped her arms around me, her nails biting into my back. I wanted her on my skin.

I let go of her long enough to whip my shirt off. She ground her cunt against my jeans, whimpering deliciously as I slid my fingers back into her. I worked her clit with the heel of my palm.

The desire to undo my pants and pull her down onto me was overwhelming, but I didn’t have fucking permission for that. I tipped her onto the moss and hovered closely over her, burying my face against her throat.

If I couldn’t fuck her like I wanted to, I could sure as hell indulge in everything else. I started to slide my fingers free and she whined in protest.

“Patience, little kitten.”

Her cunt grabbed my fingers in a vicious pulse.

Guess she liked that.

I savored the taste of her skin under my tongue—salt, heat, jasmine, and sweetness—working down her body at a pace she both hated and loved, if the whimpers and bucking hips were any indication.

My brain was fuzzy.

No thought, only touch.

I sucked a peaked nipple into my mouth and her hips slammed up against my waist. Everything else fell away.

The trees, the birds, Caden sitting barely a foot away, all disappeared as my vision focused down to Logan.

I’d seriously underestimated the level of intoxication finally getting my hands on her would create.

She laced her hands in my hair and pressed me closer. I sucked hard, swirling my tongue until she released a broken sob and dug her nails into my scalp.

Harder, Lo .

Her nails sank in deeper and I reveled in the sting. The squirming got out of control and Caden inched closer until his shadow forced my attention to him.

Please don’t make me stop . I was pretty sure there was an edge of desperate begging in there.

I won’t . He did pry her hands off me, though, and brought them back over her head to hold her wrists like I had been doing before. Use your fangs .

I pushed her nipple with my tongue, lodging it against the side of my fang while I stroked it.

“Fuck .” Logan gasped and broke a second later. Her power hit me in jolts, electrifying every bit of me that touched her. My head felt like a bell—empty and smacked to shit as the internal clapper crashed against the sides.

I hadn’t tasted enough of her yet to stop. I slid down, pressing kisses to her stomach. Her feet pressed against me and urged me toward her cunt. I laughed against her. My fangs ached for her. I nipped her thigh and she quivered.

Logan lifted up one foot and Caden tied off one leg of her leggings around her ankle before she lifted the other and he did the same to it, hooking the rest of it behind her neck.

Oh, shit.

She was all trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey waiting to be devoured.

I laid myself flat on the moss, pressing one hand under her ass, the other pushing three fingers inside her.

Logan groaned and squirmed viciously. The first taste of her as I licked at her clit made me lightheaded like I’d chugged a whole fucking bottle of vodka on an empty stomach.

My vision swam, so I closed my eyes and put all my attention on her clit.

Gods.

She was so fucking exquisite.

I drank her down, satiating one of the many cravings I’d harbored for her since we met. The trembling got more intense and her pitiful chanting had started up again. I growled, letting the vibrations from my throat slide up my tongue.

She was so close to breaking for me again.

Come for me, Lo.

The words shattered whatever barriers were left for her. Logan’s magic hit me like a brick and her cunt squeezed my fingers painfully tight. I kept up, licking, thrusting, devouring , until the tremors eased and her muscles went slack.

Caden freed her from her leggings prison and she draped her legs over me.

“Fucking hell,” I murmured.

I wriggled away and climbed up alongside her on weak limbs, flopping onto the moss.

She rolled toward me, and Caden cuddled up to her back.

Logan reached out, awkwardly undoing my jeans with one hand.

I was so hard it was difficult to think, and when she freed my dick to wrap her hands around me, I choked back a sob.

Logan gave me a mischievous grin, swiped her hand through her slick folds, and returned that hand to me. Slow, teasing strokes had me fucking into her fist. Guess we were all a little desperate and pitiful.

“Seth, come kiss me.”

The words were fucking music .

I inched closer and slipped my tongue into her mouth, letting her take over. She kissed every damn thought out of my head. I wanted her to keep touching me forever, but when she nipped my earlobe and whispered, “Come for me, Seth,” I was ruined.

Whether it was her power or my own need that barreled into me like a truck, forcing me to come undone in her hand, I couldn’t tell.

The sensation closed up my throat and blinded me as darkness seared over my vision, pleasure hooking me around the spine and yanking me up so my dick gave one final slide between her fingers.

I sprawled, helpless and sated, in the moss.

Holy shit.