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As Prim had done, I settled in to watch our alpha fill his senses with her, sharing them with me through our bond.

He slid his hands beneath her backside to lift her pussy toward his waiting mouth. “So sweet.”

The pulse through her core made my groin tighten, the strands of his hair seeming to tangle in my fingers as they did Prim’s.

He licked her, and I tasted her on my tongue, moaning as she did.

“Oh, fuck.” I tipped my head back and watched through lowered eyelids as my alpha devoured our female.

Their yearning swirled through my mind, but needing more, I slid my hand over Prim’s heaving chest. Skin to skin allowed me the experience of their desire feeding off each other, and I groaned, soaking in emotion and pleasure until I felt like I would combust.

“You’re killing me,” I croaked, and Patrick hummed while slurping at Prim’s core.

She clutched at his hair, the slight sting causing my scalp to tingle.

The supernatural fucking rocked.

Yessss.

Our beasts hissed their desire as one voice, and Prim came on our alpha’s tongue, crying out his name.

Sweetness swamped my mouth, and I swallowed…nothing, jealous Patrick enjoyed sustenance while I’d been teased.

That was the end of my punishment, I realized as he slid up her body, shaft spearing into her throbbing pussy, filling her with one thrust.

She clutched at his shoulders, still coming, and he rolled before she finished, settling her atop him.

Hands on her ass cheeks, he showed me her pink, spasming hole.

Groaning, I got on my knees, hand in a death grip around my granite-like dick.

“Please,” Prim begged, face buried in Patrick’s neck.

I gathered my pre-cum, smearing it over her back hole as she finally settled from her climax, sated and blissed out.

But still wanting.

Yessss.

There was no need for orders, no commands given.

Patrick pulled from her core, and I took hold of his soaked shaft, milking him until I had a handful of his pre-cum. He eased into her pussy again, Prim’s shudder skittering along my spine.

“Fuck, yeah,” I muttered, smearing Patrick’s slickness over her asshole, rubbing at her pucker until she softened while he gently rutted into her.

Beta.

I lifted my head to find Patrick’s passion-hazed focus on me. Fire burned bright in his eyes, his control slipping. “Take her, boy.”

Holding his gaze, I slid two fingers past her ring, rubbing along Patrick’s length as he backed out of her wet heat.

He groaned while pushing in again, a mere membrane of our female between us.

“Need you both,” Prim begged, and I used my other hand to palm Patrick’s dick as he slid from her tight sheath.

“Fuck.” He clenched his jaw as I gathered their combined arousal off his shaft to slicken my dick.

Need swelled through the bond among the three of us to the point I couldn’t tell one’s thoughts from the others’, or whose inner beast whimpered for release the loudest.