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She wraps one hand around the back of my neck, pulling me close until our foreheads connect; we are so close at first our noses touch, but then she gives me an intense kiss before pulling away.
Sugar surprises me when she leans over and kisses my neck before she bites down first, eager to mate, which fills my heart with joy. I fist my hand in her hair and ride the wave of pure pleasure to be fucking her while she mates with me.
When she releases me, I waste no time in tilting her head to the side and biting down on the other side to where Cain bit her.
She moans and creams my cock, her sweet slick scent filling the air as my bite arouses her.
There is hardly any more time to enjoy her pussy before I knot inside her, spilling my cum into her body, knowing that I’ve already made a baby with her. With a grunt, I pull her down onto my knot, feeling her soak it through.
“Gorgeous and mine,” I growl.
“Yours,” she purrs back and collapses on my chest, spent after being ravaged.
I stroke her hair and fall into a bit of a daze myself, wondering when I can take her to meet my parents. I know they will adore her. My mother has been worrying about me a lot lately. She is concerned that my job will stop me from finding a mate. But now she can be happy that not only have I found my perfect mate, but I’ve also found my brothers as well. I will be proud to take Sugar home to meet Lord and Lady Cavendish, knowing she will please them with her sweet nature and kindness, but also because she loves me.
With a yawn, she falls asleep on me with my cock buried deep inside her, and I smile.
The musky scent of sex is heavy in the air, our bodies exuding the scent of lovemaking like wild animals in rut. The scent of her arousal, her slick, the sweat and cum, the earthiness of our bodies, our essences mingling into one.
We let her rest, knowing that she isn’t even halfway yet.
There is still so much more to come.
ChapterForty-Eight
Sugar
Gasping, I wake up to a wonderful sensation between my legs. I didn’t even know I’d fallen asleep. Last I remember, I was stuck on Trent’s knot, wondering what his parents are like and if they would like me.
“Are your parents nice?” I murmur, cracking an eye and look down to see Atlas enthusiastically licking my pussy. “Not you. You.” I flick my gaze to Trent.
“Lord and Lady, I believe,” Atlas snickers before going back to slurping up my slick, his one hand resting gently on my lower abdomen as if protecting the baby. It’s so sweet.
“Yes, Lord and Lady,” Trent says with an annoyed glare at Atlas. “But they are really nice and not as posh as they sound.”
“Oh, please,” Nico jibes.
I turn my head to look at him, lying next to me, his face close to mine. “Let him finish.”
Sweat sheens my forehead as the heat-like symptoms are back in full force, but maybe now they are pregnancy symptoms instead. The urge to kick all of these alphas out of my nest so I can rearrange it to my absolute perfection is clawing at me almost as much as the craving for their knots is.
“Honest to God, you will love them, and they will adore you. My mother has been waiting for this moment, so she will be over the moon,” Trent says, ignoring Nico and reaching over to stroke my face.
I nod sleepily, glad that his parents will be happy he’s mated. Atlas’s wonder-tongue lulls me back into a gorgeous half-sleep that I know will be shattered once my climax thunders through me. He nips my clit, and I cry out, wiggling to get my pussy closer to his face.
He laps at me, slaking his thirst. “You look so hot down there,” I croak.
He glances up at me and chuckles before he goes back to his task. Yawning, I writhe on the bed as he increases his efforts.
I come spontaneously, flooding his mouth with even more slick, with a loud cry of pleasure. He groans and swishes his tongue around, inserting his fingers deep inside me as his tongue works fervently against my clit.
“Please, now,” he mumbles, dropping butterfly kisses all the way up my body before he traces his lips over my jugular.
He inhales my scent, a look of bliss on his face. The omega inside is crying out for him to bite me, claim me, mate with me. “Yes!” I exclaim.
With a groan of contentment, Atlas slides into my pussy slowly. I reach for Nico. Kneeling next to me, he knows what I need. Sitting up, resting on my elbows, I take his cock in my mouth, sucking him off slowly in sync with the speed that Atlas is fucking me.
Nico’s breathing goes heavier. He holds his cock in place so that it doesn’t drop out of my mouth. I drive him wild when the vibration of my purr ripples over his enormous cock.
