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Too much pressure. Too much heat. Too muchperfect.

I grind down on his face, riding his mouth like I need it to survive.

“Fuck,” he groans, licking up a fresh wave of slick. “You taste like everything I’ve ever wanted.”

“Okay, Romeo,” I pant, still riding his face, “less poetry, more pressure.”

He obeys.

His mouth suctioned over my clit, fingers stroking that deep, perfect spot, and I come like my body was just waiting for the green light.

My slick gushes over his mouth and chin, and he drinks it down like he’ll never get another drop. Pleasure rolls over me fast - sharp and clean and blinding - and Theo moans into it.

I can barely breathe. Barely speak.

But I know this: I have never felt soseen,soclaimed,soworshipped.

Ash claps slowly. “A+ effort, golden boy.”

Theo lifts his head, cheeks flushed, beard slick. “Thanks?”

Ash shrugs. “You’re welcome. That was hot.”

I’m still twitching when Theo rises, wiping his mouth like he just survived a particularly emotional wine tasting.

“You okay?” he asks, voice hoarse and reverent.

“I’m fantastic,” I croak. “You’ve got a real future in tongue-based diplomacy.”

He grins, sheepish. “I’d like to continue the negotiations.”

“Then lose the pants,” I say, yanking the sheet off myself.

He peels his shirt and jeans off in this clumsy, fumbly rush that should not be hot -

But it is, because it’shim.

Because he’s earnest and sweet and looks at me like I hung the moon, even while tripping over his own damn pant leg.

Ash mutters, “You want me to go get popcorn, or…?”

“You stay,” I order. “I like your commentary.”

He raises a brow, arms folded across his bare chest like he’s settling in for a casual matinee. “You like being watched?”

Theo freezes for half a second - eyes wide, cock frozen halfway through a particularly reverent twitch - and I swear I see the moment his soul tries to exit his body.

I grin wider. “I like knowing you’re both too far gone to pretend you don’t love this.”

Ash huffs a laugh, low and dry. “Sweetheart, I’ve shared a six-man tent with two alphas in rut, one omega in denial, and a portable heater that sounded like it was dying every time someone moaned. This is nothing.”

Theo makes a choked noise, but Ash just shrugs.

“What? You think this is the first time I’ve been the guy in the corner during an emotional bonding orgy?Please. I’ve seen things. I’vebeenthings.”

Theo, god bless him, is now bright pink and very still - like if he doesn't move, maybe the chaos won’t see him.

But his cock?

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