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I obey.

“You fucker,” Neven spits but his lips turn up in a lazy smile as his chest heaves. Looking all hot and god-like above me.

I grip his thighs, trying to take him as deep as I can, his little whimpers encouraging me. Reed’s praises definitely help. Slick drips down my thighs, getting me impossibly hot again as I please my alpha.

Well, not my alpha. Or maybe my alpha for the night?

“Esper, fuck, shit, I’m—” I hold his thighs harder as he goes to move away from me. I want—no, I need to taste him. I go faster, Reed instructing me to wrap my hands around his knot unless I want my mouth stuffed. Even in my lusty haze, I know that I don’t want my first knot to be in my mouth.

I use my hands on his swelling knot and I almost get distracted by the impossibility that this would actually fit inside me when his hot cum shoots down my throat. Hints of his sweet caramel scent give the salty cum an erotic taste. Can something taste erotic?

If it can, then this is it.

“God fucking damn, baby, that was…”

“The best you ever fucking had?” Reed supplies for him, and he nods.

“The fucking best,” Neven confirms, lighting my omega up inside.

“Someone’s not done,” Reed says, his fingers sliding down the front of my body and lapping the slick there.

“Not even close,” Neven says, getting off the bed and shedding his pants. Coming towards me with a look so scorching I swear my brain is gonna melt from all the pleasure his eyes promise is yet to come.

CHAPTER 10

REED

The sun shines through the blankets covering the window. Held up with a tiny pin and a prayer. Esper’s dorm is a cute little space and honestly what I’d imagine her having, but this doesn’t work as a nest. Not really.

She needs a proper nest, as this wouldn’t suffice for what's to come, based on her reaction last night. One with proper window covers, proper air conditioning, and a bed that fit more than one person

Her heat symptoms broke after the fourth orgasm we gave her. I’d say it lasted about six hours, meaning this wasn't her actual heat. Just a taste of what was to come.

I wasn’t kidding when I said she'd become my new addiction. Her cranberry scent isn’t nearly as potent as I’d like it to be. When we awoke the first time, I couldn’t help but slide down and snag me another taste despite her heat having broken.

I turned under the thin sheet Neven covered the three of us with, stacked like sardines in her dorm bed. Waking from the feeling of the lack of her arms around me, I open my eyes to find the space empty.

“Didn’t know you liked to be spooned.” Neven smirks as he cuddles into her pillow.

“Can’t say I like waking up to your ugly mug.”

“Where is Esper?” he asks, staring longingly at her spot.

“How the hell am I supposed to know?” I say, snappy by nature. Missing her scent al-fucking-ready.

Fuck, it’s never been like this. Normally waking alone was a relief. I didn’t have to have the awkward conversation of this being a one-night-stand. I could just leave without the interaction and it’d almost be like it didn’t even happen.

Esper being gone sets my nerves off. Like a live wire that wouldn’t be taken out until I had her in my sight again.

Esper is somehow so angelic. It should make me want to stay away, so as not to break her, but I can’t. Every fiber of my being is rooting me here with her, and I wish I knew why. What made her so… perfect?

“You’re the omega. I thought you would know,” Neven snaps back and I roll my eyes.

“She’s in the shower most likely. You come more … aggressively the first time around.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah.” I roll off her incredibly small dorm bed, pacing around the small space. Antsy.