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I open for him instantly, slick and ready and starving.

He grinds forward, locking us flush, and when his knot begins to swell, I gasp.

“Yes,” I cry. “Do it, Lucian.Claim me.”

Ifeelit. All of it.

The stretch. The heat. The flood.

His roar shakes the room as he knots deep inside me, heat pulsing as he fills me, come gushing into my cunt in thick, hot waves.

My mouth drops open wide.

Theo whimpers. Ash growls and bites at my shoulder. Kai mutters something about “God bless this mess”, and I agree.

Lucian stays deep, hips grinding against mine, his knot locking with brutal finality. And I feel it - feel him gather me into his arms like I’m something precious and wild and his, and then -

His teeth bare at my neck. My scent gland pulses.

It’s time.

"Mark her," he barks out to the others, voice booming with alpha authority. "Now."

Ash lunges first - a dark blur of muscle and scent, his mouth clamping down over the gland at the top of my shoulder.

I sigh in delight as his teeth pierce my skin, as the bond between us erupts into something molten, somethingferal. My scent and his twine violently in the air, a wild, unmistakable brand ofmineandours.

The bond sears brighter. Harder.

Permanent.

Theo follows.

Softer, but no less unyielding, he bends lower, pressing his mouth to the scent gland just above my heart, the spot where instinct pulls strongest. His hands stroke my sides as he kisses first, almost like he’s asking permission one last time.

And then he bites.

The puncture isn’t cruel. It’s reverent. Worshipful.

I keen, high and broken as Theo’s bond anchors harder inside me, weaving threads of golden, tender loyalty around the raw edges of Ash’s mark.

Kai growls next, the sound rolling through his chest like thunder.

"My turn, Bambi," he purrs, voice cracked and cocky even through the wreckage of his body.

He ducks lower, mouth finding the scent gland at the juncture of my hip - the place where instinct screams vulnerability.

His teeth sink in fast - sharp, wicked, a little cruel - and my hips jerk helplessly in Lucian’s grip.

The rush of Kai’s bond hits almost playfully, wrapping around me like smoke and sin, heat and hunger. It tangles itself in with the others, refusing to be neat, refusing to be anything but his.

I gasp, sagging in their arms, marked now three times over, body trembling, scent exploding out of me as their claims settle into my skin.

But Lucian waits.

He waits until I’m wrecked. Shaking.Theirs.

And then he moves.

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