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S eeing Cora fall apart in pleasure is like watching the sunrise. Fucking stunning. I don’t want to take my eyes off her. I’m not usually one for voyeurism, but watching her with Jax and Roman feels natural. Maybe it’s because we’re all scent matches and meant to be a pack, or maybe it’s just the necklace making me too horny to care. Not sure, but it doesn’t matter. This is a memory I’m taking to my grave, and no one can steal it from me.

While Cora nuzzles Roman, Archer tests the clasp on the choker. It releases easily this time. Fuck if I know why. Some kind of magic shit, I guess. Or religious shit? I don’t know. My parents were the religious ones, not me, but something mystical is going on here. That’s for damn sure.

“What do I do with it?” Archer asks.

“Does this mean she’s?—”

“Mmmm, more,” Cora’s moan cuts me off. She’s grabbing for Archer where he kneels next to her after removing the necklace. Roman pets her hair gently, running his hands down her back and over her lush ass as she wiggles on his knot.

A bloom of pheromones fills the air. Her perfume, as thick as elderflower syrup.

“Definitely not out of heat,” Archer says. “Guess the necklace is only the initiator.” He stands as he holds the relic in the light, caressing the stones with his thumb. When he lifts it higher, I think he’s just getting a better look, but then his hands move toward his throat.

“Oh, no you don’t.” I snatch the choker out of his grasp. “Who knows what this thing could do to you.”

“I didn’t even?—”

“Yeah, I think we’ve established it seems to have a stronger effect on omegas and betas.”

There’s a soft squelching sound as Roman’s knot releases Cora. He gazes at our omega with a contented look unlike any I’ve ever seen from him. I bet he’d like to stay locked in her longer, but it’s not uncommon for knots to deflate quicker during an omega’s heat. An evolutionary trait to make sure omegas get what they need.

Our girl, on the other hand, not so content. I almost want to laugh at how quickly she grabs Jax and tugs him down to the floor, climbing over him. He chuckles, tucking his hands behind his head like he’s relaxing on the couch.

“That’s it, love,” Jax purrs. “Take what you need.”

“Never took you for a bottom.” I smirk.

“I like being used,” Jax replies .

Hmm. My pulse picks up, cock jerking painfully against my pants. I’ll have to explore that later.

Cora rides Jax slow and steady, cupping her breasts so they spill over her fingers, perfect handfuls. She grabbed them a lot while she was fucking Roman, too. I’ll have to remember our mate loves having her tits played with. Roman lays on his side, casually stroking her thigh as she rocks her body back and forth.

“Shit, that’s hot,” Archer whispers, but I hear him crystal clear. Even as a beta, his scent is nearly as heavy as Cora’s, making my dick pulse and throb.

“You like watching them together, baby?” From behind him, I drag my hands up under his shirt, pulling it over his head while he moans in response. The sound is echoed by Cora, a beautiful symphony that I could listen to for hours. The moans and grunts and groans. The wet slap of skin. Jax’s curses. Archer heaving in deep breaths.

“More!” Cora demands.

“Fuck, she’s a hungry little thing.” Jax grins.

“Wrap those pretty lips around my cock and taste yourself,” Roman coos. Cora twists her body as Roman sits up and moves closer to Jax’s side. She licks him clean, but whines again, “More!”

“How about I fuck our sexy beta while you’re choking on your alpha’s cock, omega?” I flatten my palm across Archer’s chest and use it to pull him flush against me. “Do you want to watch me take his ass for the first time?”

Her eyes roll back in pleasure. “Yes! Please.” Then she’s leaning forward, stroking Roman’s cock a few times before devouring it again. The poor professor looks like he’s at the edge of his control, pulling his hair in fistfuls, like he’s trying to keep from tugging hers.

A moment later, he mutters a soft, “Fuck it,” before grabbing our omega’s face to hold her still so he can fuck her mouth the way he wants.

“Pants off, beta.” I buck my hips against Archer’s ass. “Your omega wants to watch you come.”

Archer quickly complies, hands fumbling with his button. He’s so shaky, he can’t get a good grip. I knock his hands away and yank them down forcefully, his cock already dripping as it springs free.

I roughly jerk him back against me, one arm resting gently along his throat, my hand reaching around his hip to grab his cock, making him whimper and buck into my grip. My tongue laps up a bead of sweat on his neck, following its trail until my mouth is at his ear.

“You like to be used, too, don’t you, baby? You want me to take control of your pleasure.” I pump him hard, my rhythm matching the salaciously wet sounds of Roman fucking Cora’s throat and Jax pounding up into her soaked pussy. “Do you want me to fill your ass while you watch our omega? Can I fuck you, beta?” Archer nods, but I need the words. “I need to hear you. Can I fuck this tight ass?”

“Yes! Oh god, please, Bear. Please fuck me.” His tone is frantic, and he whimpers when I release his cock.

“Be a good boy and get me some of our omega’s slick,” I growl in his ear.

Jax’s doesn’t slow his rhythm, too lost to his pleasure to hear me, but there’s plenty of slick all over Cora’s thighs for what we need .

When Archer bends over to reach the sweet nectar, his asscheeks part, spreading beautifully. Heat zips through me at that quick peek of what I crave. Fuck, he looks so good bent over like that.

His touch distracts Cora, and she releases Roman’s cock to look back with a whimper. That’s right, omega, look at me. I pull my shirt off and drop my pants.

Roman grips Cora’s hair and tugs her back to face him, his other hand on his shaft. He taps the swollen head of his cock on her lips. “Open, omega.”

Her jaw eagerly drops, her tongue sticking out as if she’s waiting for him to feed her her favorite dessert. Well, in a way he is, I guess.

Even as Roman steadily fucks her face, she keeps her head slightly tilted and her glassy eyes on me. Archer stands back up, fingers shining with slick. Desperate for a taste of our omega, I grab his wrist and suck his fingers into my mouth. The taste of her mixes with his fainter flavor in a way that’s completely intoxicating.

“Share,” Archer whispers.

“Oh, we’re gonna do lots of sharing,” Jax says with a chuckle.

Bending down, I collect more slick from Cora’s thigh, taking my time to caress the smooth skin before I bring my hand to Archer’s mouth, dragging it across his lips. He darts his tongue out, fervently chasing more of the flavor.

“Mmm, maybe next time you can eat our girl out while I fuck you. But right now, I want you to touch yourself while I get you ready.”

Jax slips out of Cora just long enough to reposition them so she’s on all fours, with him behind her, as she continues to take Roman down her throat.

Jax lines his hard cock at her entrance, but I swoop my hand in before he can thrust into her. His low growl fades to a chuckle as he realizes I’m not stopping him, I’m just grabbing up the mix of slick and cum that’s leaking out of her. Fuck, that’s hot.

Once my hand is free, he slams deep, fucking her onto Roman’s cock with a force that has the normally put together alpha cursing like a fucking sailor.

Using Cora’s slick, I get Archer good and wet before pushing in one finger. There’s some resistance, but with Archer stroking himself and the mess of Cora’s slick, my digit finally sinks deep.

No one speaks. It’s a cacophony of moans, grunts, and slick skin as I thrust my finger in and out of Archer. Scooping up more slick before adding a second finger, I scissor them, stretching his ass to prepare him to take me. I’ve waited longer than I thought possible, and my control is about to snap, so I’m glad it feels like Archer is relaxed and ready.

I lube up my shaft, notching the head at Archer’s tight entrance. He’s completely zoned out, staring at the place where Jax’s cock disappears into Cora, and he’s shaking, bent slightly with his hands on his knees. I nip his shoulder to get his attention. “Do you need something to hold on to, baby?”

“Y-yes.” He whimpers.

Dripping precum and jittery with the need to be inside him, I guide him to the stand where the necklace was a minute ago. It’s just to the side of Cora and the other men, close enough that she can still see us if she looks up. “Hold on.” He puts his hands on the solid marble plinth. “Are you ready for me now, baby? I need you. Fuck, I need you so bad.”

He nods, and I know I should get the verbal confirmation, but I can’t wait any longer. I push forward, his eager body welcoming my cock like he was made for me.

“Oh, oh, fuck. Fuck!” Archer garbles out, his hand pauses working his shaft.

“Did I say you could stop touching yourself?” I growl near his ear as I slide out, then back in. He works his shaft once more, and I pick up my pace until I’m nearly slamming into him like a jackhammer. He takes every ounce of my dominance with pleasure.

I’ve never been a possessive meathead of an alpha, growling ‘mine’ all over town and demanding submission. But when my beta gives himself over to me, it’s as if something ancient and instinctual comes to life in my chest. A visceral need to completely own his body, to control his pleasure and bring him to heights he never imagined.

My hand slides firmly around his throat. I test the waters a little, sliding it up until my fingertips hit right below his jaw, then pressing upward to safely reduce his airflow. My strokes have slowed, but Archer still frantically pumps his cock, deliciously pathetic noises scraping from his throat around my fingers.

Fuck, I’m nearly in a rut and it isn’t even my omega causing it. He’s so goddamn tight, squeezing the life out of my cock as I slam into him once more. Cora screams out another orgasm, the sound demanding my attention. Thrusts never faltering, I whisper in Archer’s ear. “Watch our omega come, baby. Do you think she’s clamping down on Jax’s cock as hard as you’re gripping mine?”

Archer moans, but his eyes stay locked on the trio. Jax pulls our omega up so her back is plastered against his chest, much the same position I have Archer in. Roman pumps his cock over them both, roaring out his release as thick jets of cum cover Cora’s breasts. Jax reaches around, grabbing her tits and smearing the cum everywhere as he slams home. Cora goes over the edge as Jax loses his battle and knots her, groaning as he fills her pussy.

“Ahh!” Archer screams out as he comes into his palm.

I couldn’t stop my orgasm if I tried. I guess my beta is about to discover why they call me Bear. Two more thrusts, and I shove deep into Archer’s ass, stopping just shy of my knot. I explode with a roar that shakes the temple walls.