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He grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls my head up.

“As you wish, baby,” he growls, then pulls out and slams back in again.

I scream, both surprised and pleased, as he begins to move, setting a punishing rhythm as he pounds into my ass. My thighs shake, and Damon and Max hold them open for Gunnar to get deeper between my cheeks.

“Oh fuck. Oh my god,” I moan, my pussy spasming on nothing while Gunnar continues to rut me. I reach between my legs to rub my clit, desperate for some extra friction to help me come, but Damon pushes my hand aside.

“Let me do that for you, princess,” he murmurs in my ear, nibbling it gently. “Let me play with that pretty cunt.”

His fingers find my swollen nub with ease, and I groan as he starts to touch me, my orgasm building in the best way. Max reaches under me and begins to play with my nipples, flicking and pinching them over the fabric of my bra. Between the three of them, my skin sizzles with electricity. I’m so close, and I need it more than I need my next breath. The pleasure crescendos until I’m pulsing, ecstasy racing down my spine and culminating in my pussy.

“Oh, I’m coming!” I scream, my hips bucking wildly. Tears stream down my face, and I’m pretty sure I’ve never had such an intense orgasm in my life.

Gunnar keeps pounding into me. He’s fucking me brutally, grunting harshly, and squeezing my ass cheeks. He keeps me spread wide while I take his cock.

“You were made to take my cock in your ass,” he snarls. “Such a good fucking omega.”

I cry out as Damon continues to play with my clit, eventually sliding two fingers into my soaked pussy. He finger-fucks me in time with Gunnar’s thrusts, and soon enough, I’m coming for a second time, spasming on Damon’s fingers.

I feel the base of Gunnar’s cock begin to swell as he speeds up, then stills, groaning loudly as he shoots ropes of hot cum deep in my ass.

He’s knotted snugly against me, and he’s not going anywhere.

I sink onto the bed, exhausted but satisfied. If this is our last time together, it’s certainly one hell of a way to say goodbye.

CHAPTER22

Lena

The morning air is cold as I stand outside the hotel, nervously looking back. It’s four a.m., and I’m waiting at the entrance for my ride.

Sneaking out was tough, but I managed to do it.

After multiple orgasms, the alphas had fallen asleep in a heap on the bed. I lay awake between them, trying to keep my breathing steady as I waited for them to nod off. Once I was sure they were asleep, I crept into the bathroom, dressed in last night’s clothes, and snuck out of the room.

The hotel’s front desk had been empty when I hurried into the lobby, and I did my best to avoid any visible cameras. I know that when the alphas wake up and find me missing, the first thing they’ll check is the footage to see what happened.

I check the rideshare app on my phone again.

My driver is still three minutes away, so I pull my coat tighter around myself against the bracing wind and ponder my next move. I’m not exactly sure where I’ll go, but I know I need to get out of this city immediately.

I need to go somewhere where neither Zorin nor Damon can find me.

A few minutes later, a white car pulls up to the entrance. I check the license plate against the one in my app and cautiously approach the vehicle.

The driver rolls the window down as I near.

“James?” I ask tentatively, and he smiles.

“That’s me. You must be Lena. Hop in, and we can get going.”

I climb into the back of the car, and he starts to drive. James doesn’t talk much during the ride, which I appreciate.

I’m too overwhelmed with emotion to hold a conversation. The city is quiet as we pass through—at this time of the morning, it’s practically a ghost town, with no cars on the road and no people in sight.

My mind drifts to the alphas, sound asleep in the bed where I left them. In just a few hours, Gunnar will be the first to wake. He’ll notice that I’m missing and then wake the others. They’ll be frantic and panicked, searching for me wherever they can. Or they might be relieved of any responsibility secretly. My heart breaks at the thought, and I know I won’t be able to take it if theydidforget about me.

My nose prickles with unshed tears, and I take a tissue out of my purse, blowing my nose. I can’t cry for any alpha anymore.

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