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When I look up, I have to crane my neck to meet his eyes. I’m only 5’2” and this guy is at least six feet. I practically bounced off him. Then the scent hits me. I inhale deeply, struggling to keep my body and my face under control. This man smells like bourbon, spicy cloves, and honey. It reminds me of warming myself on a cold winter morning, and my heart starts to race in a way it never has before.
Sometimes people make the mistake of thinking Caleb is insecure because he’s so quiet. Garrett never has a problem speaking his mind, Ethan wouldn’t know how to keep a thought to himself if you paid him, and I’m pretty damn opinionated myself. But Caleb’s silence isn’t a lack of confidence. Far from it. He just knows the value of waiting for just the right thing to say.
He smells incredible. His scent is a mix of cinnamon, freshly baked cookies, and just a hint of toasted marshmallows. I feel like I’m sipping hot cocoa and making s’mores around a campfire.
“That’s a good girl,” I praise. “Very good. It’s okay. You’re safe now. You’re safe with me. I won’t hurt you.”
He smells like freshly baked pie, like wood burning in a fireplace, and like a glass of sweet apple cider to wash it all down. Like pure, homespun safety.
“Ava, hi.” Caleb sticks out his hand for me to shake. Oh my god. He’s so cute I can hardly stand it. I find myself shaking his hand, blinking as his scent crashes over me like a wave. It’s insanely comforting—rich dark chocolate, smooth caramel, and toasted hazelnuts.
We’ve never shared a woman before, but somehow, it doesn’t bother me at all to see my pack mate kissing Ava. In fact, it makes a kind of satisfaction rise inside me, because I can see the way her body responds to him. He’s easing her discomfort, giving her pleasure, and I like that a lot. Making Ava feel good feels… right.
“Fuck. You’re wet,” he groans, slipping a finger inside me. “Of course I am.” I try to smile teasingly at him, but it’s hard when my eyes are about to roll back in my head. “I’m in the bath.”
“What a strong Omega,” he purrs. “My strong Omega. You were so brave. It’s okay. I’ve got you. I’ll protect you. I’ll rip his damn throat out if he tries anything, I don’t care who’s watching or where we are. You were so brave. You’re safe. I’ll keep you safe.”
“Is this what you need, baby girl?” I ask, breaking our kiss and pulsing my hips against hers to let her feel how hard I am for her. “You need me to split you open with my cock right here in this office? To make you scream so loud that everyone in the building will know you’re being fucked senseless?”
Ethan grabs my hand and brings it to his cock, wrapping my fingers around his length. He’s hard and hot against my palm, and I bite my bottom lip as he drags my hand up and down his length. “You feel what you do to me?” he whispers roughly. “But I’ve barely done anything.” “You exist. That’s enough.”
Leaning closer, I draw Caleb into my mouth again, sucking softly on his half hard cock. He groans, tangling a hand in my hair, and my eyelids droop closed. It feels so good, so comforting, to have him inside me like this, a complement to the way Ethan and Garrett are filling me up. I draw him in a little deeper, humming contentedly around his length, and Dante lifts one of my hands in his, kissing my knuckles. “Rest, baby girl,” he says in his deep voice. “We’ll be right here with you.” So I do.
“What do you want, baby? I want to hear you say it.” “I—I want your cock.” “Just my cock?” I kiss up her neck to her ear, scraping my teeth over the lobe. “You don’t want my nice thick knot too? You don’t want me to bend you over this desk? Or, even better—I can just keep you on my lap and bounce you up and down on my cock until my knot is nice and snug inside you.”
His knot inflates fully just as he presses deeper inside my mouth, burying his cock down my throat as jets of cum spill from him. I feel intensely full, my jaw open wide as his knot lodges between my teeth, locking my mouth around.
I’m stuck between the two of them, completely rooted in place, knotted in both my pussy and my mouth. My nostrils flare wide as I struggle to breathe, the orgasm still rolling through me like an endless tide, and Garrett’s strong hand pets my hair soothingly.
“That’s no fair. You guys are basically giving me four extra clits—and on my neck, of all places! I’m holding you responsible for what happens if you kiss one of them in public and I have a screaming orgasm in front of a bunch of strangers.”
“It’s okay. I don’t need you to be gentle. I don’t need you to fuck me like you love me right now. I just need you to fuck me like I’m yours.”
