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“Steady, Eiden,” I say in warning. “You don’t want me to have to explain to Nox that you’ve been misbehaving.”

He eases off and resumes teasing, sucking, and stroking, not that it helps much when her panties are in my fist and her scent fills my nose.

Then there are the sounds of Jude fingering her wet pussy, one holding her lips open so I can see just drenched she is—all ready to be fucked.

Jude shifts, undoing his buckle, and shucking his pants down past his hips. His cock springs free and lands nestled against her slick folds. The sight shoots a spike of arousal through me.

He is going to fuck her now.

I fight the urge to spill down Eiden’s willing throat as Jude lifts Fawn and positions the head of his thick cock at her entrance.

She mewls sweetly as he lowers her down, impaling her, filling her, stretching her tight pussy out.

Eiden moans again as the scent of her arousal saturates the air.

Jude takes her hips, fucking her from below, his lips against the back of her throat, giving me an opportunity to see her being filled over and over, his cock glistening with her juices.

“How does she feel?” I cannot help but ask.

“Fucking amazing,” Jude rumbles. “Hot, wet, tight, fluttering all over me. She wants to come. She’s close.”

“Yes, so I can see. Will you knot her?”

“Yes.” The word is pushed through gritted teeth.

Eiden is sucking me to the root again and doing something with his tongue that challenges my desire to hold off. I don’t bother to call him out this time. We are all close.

“Good. Get her off. I’m not going to last.”

I tighten my fingers in Eiden’s hair, my eyes now on Fawn’s glassy ones as she’s impaled ruthlessly from below. Her tits bounce with every stroke. Her naughty fingers are busy petting her clit.

She comes with a squeal.

The thick bulge of Jude’s knot lodges. I devour the image of his seed pulsing and leaking out as I come down Eiden’s throat.

We breathe heavily into the aftermath. Eiden licks and laps at my softening cock like he is afraid to miss a drop.

My antlers finally recede. They are impractical in bed, so I hope they remain contained. As for my cock, I’m already hardening again.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Wolf

Ibelieve I have answered my own question, at least partially, about whether I’ll enjoy sharing Fawn. Tonight has already been a wild experience.

I cannot wait for more.

She leans back against me, sated. Her faint tremble tells me she knows this has only just begun.

Nox arrives, rounds up a dazed Eiden, and takes him to their room. The omega has a sorrowful look on his face… and a huge bulge tenting his pants.

We are still knotted. My pants sit awkwardly around my thighs. Her pretty dress is all screwed up around her waist. Her eyes are closed. This is a lot for her. I can see why Seven chooses to do this in steps.

Seven rises and strips out of his pants. His gaze softens as it settles on Fawn. “Come through when you’re ready,” he says, turning and striding for his bedroom.

My lips twitch when I notice that her panties are still fisted in his hand.

Seven is dominant, but perhaps not as dominant as Nox, who is still a wild card as far as I’m concerned. I can also admit that I enjoyed watching Eiden with Seven. My first experience with Eiden and Fawn was not one of my most proud moments, but I’m curious about seeing them together now.

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