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I cried out, tears running down my face, but the heat made the pain turn into dark pleasure. “Relax your cunt,” Kai growled. “Let your mates in.” Kade kept pushing until the head of his cock popped inside alongside his brother’s. Two thick alpha cocks stretching my pussy at the same time. I screamed, body shaking. Then Knox moved behind me. He rubbed his cock against my tight asshole, using the leaking slick and cum as lube. “This hole is getting marked too.” He pushed in slow but firm. My ass opened around his thick cock, the burn mixing with the insane fullness in my pussy.

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he said finally, voice low, almost a growl in its quietness, “we have no choice now but to confront it.” Her pulse jumped. “Confront what?” He didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he stepped closer, just enough to erase the last remnants of space between them. She could see every subtle line of his face, every shadow under his eyes, every flicker of emotion he tried to hide. “This,” he said finally. “This—what we’ve been ignoring. The tension. The awareness. The… desire.” Amara swallowed hard. She could feel it now, in her chest, in her throat, in the tips of her fingers that itched for contact but didn’t move. “It’s real,” she whispered.

She teased. “No, no, it’s okay. Connor, he’s, my mate!” KC squealed with excitement. “You have got to be kidding me.” Alpha Kelvin snorted. “Eeewww, you, poor girl,” Sofia giggled as she scrunched her face. “Sofia, leave your cousin alone. The Goddess has to have something up her sleeve, it’s rare that mated pairs are within two families.” Karson commented. “Is that bad?” KC asked a little worried.

Leo groaned and cried out, trying to move away. Kawan let his weight down with his chest, pressing Leo's thighs down. He had him bent in half, rolled up below him so their weights were on his shoulders. Kawan grabbed his hands, pinning them to the sheets above his head. He basked deep inside him for minutes until the urge to move gripped him. Kawan pulled his hips up and drove his cock straight down into him. Leo gasped and Kawan opened his eyes to meet his as he delivered another deep, punishing thrust.

I say, and my voice sounds like it’s been scraped across the same desk my body just slid across. I’m sitting on a piece of university furniture that my stepfather lectures from, and my stepbrother just fucked me on it while my stepfather watched. I should be having a crisis about this, but the crisis would require energy I do not currently possess because both Voss men have extracted it through competing methods that left nothing in the tank. “Yeah,” Knox says, and leans against the front-row desk with his jeans re-buckled and his arms crossed and his expression carrying the lazy satisfaction of a wolf who just marked territory even if the marking was interrupted by custodial staff.

He knew that it took a strong woman to allow someone this much latitude with her body. He would never hurt her. Knox hadn’t known how much these things would turn him on. The front of his underwear was damp with pre-cum. He had a friend that was into BDSM, and so he knew many of the basics, but he hadn’t looked further into it. By the way that she was responding, Knox knew that he wanted to know more.

I stated firmly. “Wow, I never imagined the day that Colton Emmanuel Sinclair Jr. would be unable to penetrate the women he’s with.” Jake teased. “Stop it Jake. You people should stop it. This is so inappropriate.” Cassie stated. “It’s fine. I mean we are all adults here and I am a doctor.” Roxy stated. “I can talk about graphic details on what Cole and I are doing in our spare time. The only problem is can you guys handle it?” “I love kinky details.” Gabby blurted out.

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Zayne shot back, licking syrup off his fingers. The banter was oddly calming. Comfortable. Knox sat beside her, picking up a knife and idly slicing fruit — still managing to look infuriatingly sexy even while cutting melon. She felt herself easing into the warmth of the room, the sweet smells, the casual ease of their banter… until Knox dropped a small black pot on the table. Zayne raised an eyebrow. “What’s that?” Vivienne’s eyes widened. “Weston wants my sperm, apparently.”