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“Not to worry, little one,” Ilya rumbles. “We’ll ease you into that. Even if you’re not a virgin.” There’s teasing in his tone now, and a sassy quip is on the tip of my tongue, but I’m pushed down and impaled by Ilya’s thick cock, filling my pussy nearly to the limit, walls stretched, and all thoughts are forgotten.

“Yes,” Ilya hisses. “Gods, she is so tight, brothers. So fucking tight.” He grips my hips from behind and begins to move them up and down, using my pussy like a fuck toy, my slick gushing out of my core as my whine fills the room.

“Fuck!” He hits that spot inside of me that makes me see stars, and I’m convulsing now, milking his thick shaft as I scream his name.

But as I come down, my Alphas all work to lift me off his cock then ease me back down, Ilya slipping into my ass, his cock drenched with my slick.

The sensation of being filled again makes my whine grow.

Ilya’s hands rub my back gently, then my sides, and he coaxes me to lean back, let him hold me up with this hands. As I do, his cock is driven further into my ass, slick gushing out of me again.

Cade and Garen are kneeling on the bed now, one on either side of me, and they bend my knees and spread me open as far as I can possibly go, until there’s an ache in my hip joints.

“Lean back more, love,” Garen instructs.

I do as he says, and Ilya has me, lowering my back gently to his chest. And then, my knees are pushed up, and I’m wider now. My pussy spasms, wanting to be filled, and Garen is there, slowly sliding his length inside of me, coating his cock with my slick as I sigh with pleasure, feel every inch of him filling me.

When he pulls out, I don’t have more than a second to consider complaining about emptiness before Cade is there, the head of his cock just inside my opening.

“Eyes on me.”

My gaze whips to his, holding steady as he pushes all the way inside of me, our hips meeting at the end of his thrust. Then, he’s pulling out too soon, like Garen did. But they get closer together, and my pussy begins to stretch and stretch, both of them pushing into me as one.

My whine is silent as my head falls back, mouth open wide, pleasure too intense.

“It’s too good,” I cry. “I’m going to pass out.”

“You won’t, baby,” Ilya’s hand comes up to cup my breast. “You want to feel all of this pleasure. You can take it. I know you can.”

The whole time he’s talking, soothing me, Garen and Cade are inching further and further inside of me, one of them beginning to rub my clit in slow, lazy circles, making my slick flow again. And then, I can finally cry out again, body jumping of its own accord, as another orgasm tears through my soul without warning.

My mind says there’s no way this will work, no way it will feel good. That it will hurt me. But my body has a mind of its own now, and all it wants is more.

“Fuck me,” I whine. “Knot me. My Alphas. Please your Omega.”

That’s all the coaxing it takes.

My mates begin to fuck in tandem, Garen and Cade lurching forward as Ilya lifts my ass to pull his cock almost all the way out of me, and then I’m falling back onto Ilya’s cock, and Garen and Cade are only inside of me head-deep.

They do this again and again, setting my body on fire, my whines mixing with my moans and cries, my Alphas beginning to groan and hiss, until the thrusting becomes erratic, the timing is all off, and they come inside my body, drawing yet another explosive orgasm from me as I scream so loud my throat aches. I feel their cum shooting inside my canals, coating my insides with warmth, and then, an unbelievable fullness as their knots inflate, locking us all together as one unit.

My pack.

I’ve been knotted. Finally knotted by the men I belong to, now and forever.

I couldn’t have asked for anything more.

Chapter Thirty-Five

Ilya

“You’re fidgeting,” Sin whispers at me. “Are you worried she won’t approve?”

I’m sure to still my body instantly at that question. “Not at all.” I pull her into my body, wrap my arms around her. “She’s going to love you.”

Sin’s voice is small when she responds. “Oh. Good. Because I’m actually pretty nervous.”

I smooth her hair, kiss the top of her head.