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7 ~ Breaking the Seal. ASHRIEL’s POV “They’re gonna kill me with this wait,” I thought, tossing in my bed. Jordan and Riley had tucked me in with kisses on my forehead and promises whispered in low voices. My hole twitched emptily, still slick from their tongues and fingers. Sleep came, my dream full of their cocks pounding me senselessly. And there came the next morning. Sunlight sliced through the curtains, and I woke hard as rock, the sheets, a mess of pre-cum from last night. Voices drifted from downstairs, low and teasing. I pulled on boxers and a shirt, padding quietly to the kitchen. They were there, shirtless and cooking eggs, their backs facing me. Jordan's broad shoulders flexed as he stirred, Riley's ink-covered arms reached for plates. Apart from the morning erection, my dick jumped at the sight, forbidden heat flooding my veins. Stepbrothers. This is so wrong, but fuck, I crave it. Riley spotted me first and he grinned wickedly. "Morning, slut. Sleep good

9 ~ Double Bred and Owned. ASHRIEL’s POV While I slept alone in the silent house, the night dragged on endlessly. My ass pulsed with need and my hole was slick from constant leaks, my cock raw from denied strokes. And when morning came slowly, sun crept in, but my body burned hot already. I got out of bed and did my thing the usual way. Just as I walked into the kitchen to get breakfast, they both arrived, dressed neatly. They wasted no time before they cornered me in the kitchen. Riley poured some coffee, his tattooed arm brushing mine deliberately. “Did you sleep well, Ash? Did you have a dream of our dicks splitting you?” His grin wicked, his eyes dropping to my tented boxers. Jordan from behind, his hand cupping my bulge firm. “Today's the day. We own that hole. No more games.” His breath on my ear sent shivers, my ass clenching. I nodded, my voice thick. “Please... I need you both inside me.” We barely finished eating before they dragged me to the master bedroom. Wi

13 ~ Heat's Begging and the First Claim. JAYDEN’s POV My legs barely held me up as I burst through the heavy doors of Rafael's chambers. Sweat poured down my skin, mixing with the slick gushing from my hole. My cock stood rock hard, the tip leaking pre-cum that smeared against my robe with every shaky step. The heat clawed at my insides, making my ass throb like a needy pussy desperate for cock. I panted, my vision blurry, the fated bond pulling me here like a chain around my gut. Rafael sat on the edge of his massive bed, brooding in tight leather pants that hugged his thick thighs. His alpha scent hit me first, all smoke and dominance, making my knees buckle. He shot up, his eyes widening in surprise that turned to raw hunger. But then his face hardened. “Get out, Jayden. I rejected you. Leave now.” His voice boomed, but it cracked at the end, betraying the pull he fought. I dropped to my knees right there on the stone floor, tears streaming hot down my cheeks. My body

15 ~ The Final Bonding. JAYDEN’s POV Rafael's knot swelled thicker at my rim, the bulbous base pressing hard against the stretched ring of my hole, trapped just outside by Aurelius's cock still buried deep alongside him. Thorne knelt in front, his pierced shaft slick from my mouth, stroking himself slowly as he watched my body tremble. Sweat beaded on my skin, every muscle taut from the endless edging, my cock aching untouched, leaking pre-cum in steady drops onto the sheets. The bond hummed between us, pulling tighter with each shared breath, scents mingling heavy in the air—alpha musk, beta calm, rogue wildness all wrapping around my omega heat like a vice. “Now, omega. Take our knots. Seal us forever,” Rafael growled, his voice rough as gravel. He rocked his hips forward, forcing the knot to nudge harder, my walls yielding just enough to let the tip breach. The stretch burned white-hot, my rim thinning to the limit around both shafts and the swelling bulbs. I gasped, m

11 ~ Reignited Flames and Tender Touches. ANSEL’s POV Gael's breath ghosted over my nipple, warm and teasing, before his tongue flicked out to lap at the sensitive peak. I gasped, my back arching off the bed as pleasure shot straight to my groin. My cock throbbed harder now, straining against the fabric of my pants, begging for attention. But Gael took his time, his mouth closing around the bud with a gentle suck that pulled a low moan from my throat. “God, Ansel,” he murmured against my skin, voice rough with want. “You taste even better than I remember.” His words sent a shiver through me, mixing with the heat pooling in my belly. I threaded my fingers through his short hair, holding him there as he lavished attention on first one nipple, then the other. His teeth grazed lightly, not enough to hurt, just enough to make me squirm. Our bare chests rubbed together with every movement, his dark skin sliding over my pale one, the friction building that familiar ache. I co