Mated to four
teeth. Four alphas. My alphas. Kael’s lips were at my throat, his body pinning me down. Riven gripped my thighs and spread them wide, his eyes nearly black as he growled low. “She said all of us,” he muttered darkly. “Then she gets all of us.” Damian kissed me like I was made of fire and he wanted to burn. His mouth never left mine, even when I cried out, even when I broke apart again and again. Lucas’s hand tangled in my hair, whispering soft, filthy promises between kisses as Kael drove into me, knot swelling, stretching me open with a brutal, aching fullness I craved more than air. I screamed their names. I scratched, clawed, sobbed—begged. And they didn’t stop. They passed me between th
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