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I nod, gasping. Then I manage a grin, dizzy with it all.

“That wasso muchbetter than the car.”

He barks a quiet, breathless laugh, his hand brushing sweaty hair from my face, his fingers lingering like he doesn't quite trust himself to let go yet.

“You’re something else.”

He says it quietly, almost reverently - like he’s trying to memorize me Trying to remember why he’s supposed to be patient when every instinct in him is screaming not to be.

I hum. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”

Theo’s breath is still ragged against my throat, his weight heavy on top of me, and I can barely keep my eyes open through the wave of bliss still rolling through me.

But there’s a shadow to the left - a gaze that burns hotter than fire.

I turn my head slowly, dazed and swollen and fucked-out, and meet his eyes.

Ash is still lying next to us, one arm behind his head, the other hand still casually stroking himself. He's entirely too comfortable with the unfolding chaos.

“You gonna keep playing with yourself, or you want a medal?”

Ash snorts. “I’m ex-military, sweetheart. I’ve jerked off in worse places than this. You ever tried getting through a deployment with four bunkmates and no privacy?”

Theo makes a strangled noise, still inside me. “Jesus.”

“No,” Ash replies, perfectly deadpan. “Jesus wasn’t there. But Corporal Martinez had a sock puppet and zero shame, so.”

“You could’ve at leastpretendedto be subtle,” I shoot back, lifting myself up on my elbows. “You were pumping your dick like you were setting a record.”

“Don’t dish it if you can’t take it, sweetheart. You were moaning his name like he’d just invented orgasms. What was I supposed to do -pray?”

“Shut up,” I grin.

Ash’s eyes narrow - smoldering and sharp - and he leans in again, his lips brushing the shell of my ear.

“You’re not the only one who’s insatiable, sweetheart. But if you think I touched myself because I had to, then you’rewrong.” His voice is rough silk. “I did it because Iwantedyou to see. Wanted you to know I was right there, stroking my cock while you let another Alpha fuck you senseless.”

My thighs twitch. My breath hitches.

Theo hums, amused. “You’re gonna rile her up again.”

“Good,” Ash says, his eyes locked right on to mine. “Let her remember who saw every second of it. Who’s next.”

I cackle, which unfortunately makes my cunt clench around Theo’s still-hard cock, and he lets out a very real, very wrecked gasp.

“Sorry,” I murmur, definitely not sorry.

Ash just raises a brow, eyes dark with heat. “Don’t apologize. That was hot.”

Theo exhales like he’s just run a marathon uphill. “I feel like I’m in a very specific fever dream.”

“You are,” I say sweetly, dragging my fingers down his chest. “It’s mine.”

He makes another tiny, reverent sound. “Best dream ever.”

“You’re adorable,” I tell him. “But you look like you’re about to pass out.”

“I’m fine,” he lies, blinking in slow motion like a stunned koala. “I just… need a second.

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