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"Cum, baby girl," Kieran orders, his voice rough with desire. "Milk me up with that tight, hot mouth of yours."

Damon grunts in agreement, slamming into me one final time, his cock buried deep as his release spills into me, the warmth spreading through my core.

At the same time, Kieran thrusts fully into my mouth, groaning as his own climax hits, thick spurts of his cum coating my tongue and filling my throat.

The combination sends me over the edge.

My body convulses, my orgasm crashing through me like a tidal wave. My moans are swallowed around Kieran’s cock, my hands gripping his forearms, my entire body trembling as the pleasure consumes me.

Kieran pulls out quickly, allowing me to gasp for air, his thumb brushing over my swollen lips with admiration.

"What a precious sight," he murmurs, nudging Damon. "Completely wrecked."

Damon smirks, still buried deep inside me, his fingers running up my spine.

"I never thought we’d find an Omega I’d want to make a potential arrangement with,” he admits more quietly as if I can’t hear them. It’s hard, but I catch his next words that dare make my heart skip a few beats. “but it seems fate has other plans. She’s ours now. We’ll have to make that clear once she meets our brothers."

Ours now…

Theirs?

They’ll make an arrangement…for me…

To keep me…

I barely register their words, too lost in the aftermath of my climax and the daring possibility that I may be kept like a precious diamond and not a discarded piece of coal. My body is spent and tingling, but my mind hums and races with uncertainty.

All I can focus on are two things:

Breathing and the undeniable truth that I would do anything to make these men mine.

11

AFTERGLOW CONTEMPLATIONS

~KAMARI~

The private washroom in Cardinal's VIP sector feels like another world entirely.

I stare at my reflection in the ornate mirror, taking in my flushed appearance and wildly dilated eyes. The woman looking back at me seems different from the one who walked into this club hours ago – changed in some fundamental way by what just transpired with Damon and Kieran.

Did I really just...?

My fingers trace the ghost of kisses along my neck, remembering the feel of their mouths, hands, and bodies against mine.

The memory alone makes heat pool in my core again, despite how thoroughly satisfied I should be.

What strikes me most about my reflection isn't the obvious signs of recent passion – it's the expression in my eyes. There's something there I've never seen before, something that looks oddly like...contentment? Fulfillment?

The word escapes me, but the feeling is undeniable.

The red lipstick Damon somehow procured adds a perfect finishing touch. He'd asked if I needed anything to clean up "aside from the necessities," and somehow knew exactly what would help me feel put together again.

"I don't know about anyone else," I murmur to my reflection, "but a good set of lipstick is all you really need to look stunning face-wise."

The color is perfect – not too bright or dark, just the right shade to make it look like I haven't spent the last hour being thoroughly claimed by two of the most magnificent Alphas I've ever encountered.

The best Alphas ever to be truthfully blunt.

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