Page 82 of A Snowy Escape

His knot swells, fully locking into place.

The twinge of pain turns to bliss as he rocks into me, practicing rutting.

“Tell me you’re okay,” Bryant chokes out.

“Okay? I’m fantastic.”

Wow.

I sound wasted.

I don’t even care.

Every movement sends euphoria ricocheting through my system.

Bryant slides a hand between me and the mattress, pulling me up with him until we’re both on our knees.

I sob, bending toward the bed, but he keeps me upright. “Are you trying to rearrange my organs?”

“Sorry, pretty girl.” He chuckles darkly, sliding his hands up my thighs, over my stomach, and continuing up to cup my tits. “My head is a mess. I want to watch your tits bounce and daydream about you big and round and full of my baby.”

I have no idea why that’s so hot, but I leak around his shaft and squeeze his knot.

“Hmm, you like that idea too.” Bryant bends, burying his face in my throat. His forearm hooks in the indent above my hip as he works my swollen nub. “I’m blitzed. Your pheromones are messing with my head. My teeth are aching. This is so fucking dangerous.”

My hand falls, cupping his as he works my clit. “Yeah, but it feels amazing.”

He licks and sucks on my neck but pulls free, growling like a rabid alpha.

Though my vision is foggy, it’s easy enough to spot Luka as he climbs onto the mattress.

“Don’t growl,” I say, smacking Bryant’s hand. “I want both of you.”

Luka is in low-slung sweats, and the outline of his shaft is fully visible under the material. He makes his way across the mattress, coming to a stop in front of me.

“Hey, gorgeous.” He smirks. “You look wrecked.”

“Bryant has been taking good care of me.” I smile back, even though I know I must look like a hot mess. “Kiss me?”

Bryant growls again.

Luka ignores him, saying, “Gladly.” His facial hair scratches my skin as his hand cups my face, and he shoves his tongue into my mouth.

Need pulses in my lower stomach, and I rock on my knees, working over Bryant.

“Damn, Abby,” Bryant groans. “You’re trying to wreck both of us at once.”

I love the sound of that.

These alphas are mine.

I just have to claim them.

Get them to claim me.

Ehh, whatever.

Luka kisses me like he wants to destroy my sanity, and I cup his shaft over the material of his sweats. He’s thick, but I’m already so full of Bryant’s knot that there’s no way to fit him inside me at the moment.