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He continues working in and out of me.
Poor Hawk.
He’s trapped to the mattress under both of us, but he cups my tits, flicking his thumbs over my nipples.
Heat pulses under my skin, and everything starts to feelreallygood.
When I peek at Mag, he’s jerking off with his left hand since his right is still working my clit.
“Mmm, it’s time for you to put your cock in my mouth,” I say, licking my lips as I focus on the precum that dribbles from his tip.
“You sure, princess?” Mag quirks an eyebrow. “You seem a little overwhelmed.”
“Now, Magnum!”
“Yes, ma’am.” He scrambles up on his knees, but there’s no way I’ll be able to get him in my mouth when I’m up higher than normal from kneeling over Hawk. He wobbles as he stands, and Hawk wraps a hand around Magnum’s calf to steady him.
The little things they do to help each other always make me so freaking happy, and I can’t wait until they let their guards down fully and start acting like a real family.
It’s coming.
I can feel it.
“You’re going to have to take the lead,” I tell Mag.
He palms my head, guiding his crown to my lips with his other hand.
I open for him, and he slides over my tongue. A combination of lemon and honey explodes on my taste buds, and I moan.
Moretti slowed his movements when Magnum stood up on the mattress. He continues to wait patiently, even if his cock is throbbing in my ass.
Once Magnum is steady on his feet and solidly fucking my mouth, Moretti starts to move again.
Sweat slicks on my skin as I grind over Hawk, working my hips back to meet Moretti.
Mag uses his hand in my hair to fuck my mouth.
It’s messy and chaotic, but their pheromones make me fly.
I have no idea how much time passes, but I get the hang of working my clit against Hawk’s pelvis, and my pleasure builds dangerously fast.
I hollow my cheeks, and Magnum bumps the back of my throat, groaning. “Shit, princess. I’m done for.” He swells in my mouth as my ass and pussy lock down on my other alphas.
I choke on Mag’s cum but do my best to make it good for him. As soon as his length stops jolting in my mouth, he pulls free and tosses himself down on the bed, sending his love for me in the bond.
He was the first one to say it.
For the rest of my life, when I think of that memory, I’ll smile.
I finally give in to the pleasure that’s been sitting right there, and I fall forward, lying against Hawk’s chest as I lose it.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Come all over my cock, and let me breed you.” Hawk growls, and his shaft jumps inside me.
They all know I haven’t ditched my birth control yet, but they seem to enjoy living in the fantasy.
“Jesus, Vanessa,” Moretti chokes out. His cock swells almost painfully large, but it extends my orgasm.
The bond is an indecipherable mess of bliss. I never knew rebounding pleasure was a thing until we bonded, but it totally is. Every time one of them comes, it rips through the bond, and it’s like we all feed on each other.
