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“Both of you!” she cries. “I need you both, now, together!”

“Fuck,” I growl and release my cock from my jeans. It’s straining to get to her. I’ve never done this before, but Sam doesn’t baulk at the idea either. He shuffles her so I can guide my cock into her pussy, alongside Sam’s, with a low growl of pure possession.

The tightness of Lily’s pussy squeezes both of us, her body accommodating us with a shared heat that’s almost overwhelming. The sensation is unlike anything I’ve felt before—intense and profound.

Lily’s head lolls back against my shoulder, her eyes half-closed in pleasure. “Fuck,” she breathes, her voice shaking. “You both feel so good.”

Sam and I move in sync, our bodies finding a rhythm that sends shockwaves of pleasure through all three of us. Each thrust makes her whimper, her nails digging harder into our arms with a needy desperation.

“Fuck, Lily, you’re amazing,” Sam growls against her ear, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he drives into her.

“I’m so close,” she pants, her body tensing as another orgasm builds. “Please… don’t stop.”

“We won’t,” I murmur.

The intensity grows with every thrust, our movements becoming frantic as we chase that peak together. When it finally comes, it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced. Lily’s scream echoes in the room, raw and primal. Her body convulses between us, squeezing our cocks so tight I can barely breathe. Sam and I groan, the feeling of her climax driving us both over the edge.

“Need to knot,” I rasp.

“Don’t pull out,” she cries. “Knot inside me, both of you. Show me how much this means to you.”

“Jesus,” Sam pants as he shoots his load inside her, his knot inflating.

“Oh, fuck,” I growl as I climax as well, dumping my cum in her pussy as my knot nearly splits her in half.

She screams, the pain in her voice evident, but there isn’t anything we can do now. The three of us are locked together.

“Shit, Lily. I’m sorry. Fuck, we’re hurting you,” I murmur,

“Yes,” she gasps. “But it’s right. You’re mine. Both of you. This makes you mine.”

“We are yours,” Sam breathes out, clearly feeling the squeeze as much as I am. It’s like our cocks might snap in half from the pressure of being rammed into such a tight space. “We are all yours, Lily.”

Lily’s body trembles, her breaths coming in sharp gasps as she adjusts to the sensation. The sweat glistens on her skin, making her look like some ethereal goddess caught in the throes of ecstatic divinity.

I grin at the poetry of it, but that’s what she is—a goddess.

“I didn’t think this could feel so...” She trails off, unable to find the words, but I know exactly how she feels. It’s beyond description—this raw, visceral connection that binds us.

Sam’s hands caress her sides, his touch both tender and possessive. “You’re incredible, Lily,” he whispers against her ear, his breath hot and ragged. “Are you on your heat yet?”

My grunt is only just heard above her squeak of surprise.

And then we wait for her answer.

Chapter 23

Lily

The room is still spinning from the intensity of it all, and I can hardly catch my breath. The sensation of being filled so completely by both of them is overwhelming, but in the most delicious way. I feel their knots pulsing inside me, every throb making me acutely aware of just how deeply we’re connected. Jack growls, that low, primal sound that reverberates through me, making me purr in contentment.

My mind is fuzzy, but I know one thing for sure. “Not yet,” I murmur.

I know why, and I’m pretty sure they do, too. It’s because Max isn’t here. The arrogant prime alpha who I don’t know and am on the fence about getting to know. But they are a package deal. I can’t have Jack and Sam without Max. So, how is that going to work?

“You’re worried about Max, aren’t you?” Jack asks after a few minutes as the pressure inside me eases up and their knots deflate, but not enough to withdraw.

“Obviously,” I murmur, wishing I could face him, but I’m still stuck on two knots and unable to move anywhere yet. “I’ve never officially met him. I delivered some flowers to him the other day, and he was... well, you know.”