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Instinct kicks in and I work my knot into him in circles, every time inching a little deeper, spreading him a little wider. His breathing is harsh but he doesn’t tell me to stop, doesn’t flinch away. He needs this.

Grey is stroking Casey’s face, I realize, seeing him through a dark haze, pushing my knot another inch inside. And another.

And then I’m inside, and I almost come on the spot. A strangled curse falls from my lips and I slump over him, catching myself with a hand on the mattress. It’s…. fucking tight and damn hot and perfect. It satisfies that primal part of me that has been chomping at the bit since we found him today.

Yeah… Fuck, yeah…I’ve knotted him.

And just that thought, combined with the above, is enough to send an excruciating wave of pleasure through me. I spill inside him.

But of course, I’m far from done. My job here today is to get him so full of cum he’ll be leaking for days.

After a long moment, Casey makes a noise. It sounds like a whimper, followed by a grunt. He pushes back a little, whimpers again.

Then he plants a hand on Grey’s chest, shoving him back, and goes down on him again. Ηis hips rock in small motions, his passage clenching around my cock and knot, and another wave of pleasure shakes me.

Damn.

Combined with the soft slurping noises of him going to town on Grey, the light rocking of Casey’s hips urge me to start moving. Time to pleasure my omega, make him come.

Nobody told me it would be so hard to do with my knot so constricted, but that omega slick is thick like oil and it allows some motion. Sitting back, gripping his hips, I start working my way in and out, an inch in, an inch out, my cock with all its piercings stroking him deep inside where an omega needs to be stroked during his heat.

History—or is it legend?—speaks of different shaped uteruses that required special cocks to impregnate in times past, but right now, it’s all about the pleasure and the curbing of an omega’s heat.

Also, a time of bonding, mating, and often claiming.

Stop thinking about biting his neck, Ron. You’re not a vampire. Focus on the fucking.

You’re fully committed now. Kind of locked in. Tied in knots.

Har har, funny.

Though I’d tie the knot with these guys right now.

Dammit.

And as I thrust, a little deeper now, a little faster, Grey cries out, hips jerking, bowed back, coming in Casey’s mouth, and it jerks another round of cum out of me, the pleasure ripping through me like lightning.

Fuck…

Casey moans, shuddering, too, and I know he’s coming. His musky release fills the air, triggering another round of cum from me, and it’s a circle—not vicious, nothing vicious about it, but damn powerful.

And all the while, Casey is still mouthing Grey’s softening cock.

Damn that’s hot, too.

Hotter than hell, and we keep rocking and coming and rocking, until darkness seeps into my sight, and even then, I roll us on our sides on the bed and keep fucking him until all is pleasure and darkness.

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Idon’t know when or how I fell asleep. Somewhere in between having Casey’s cock inside of me and coming so hard I thought I’d never recover, I found myself lying curled up on my side, lost in a dream where we have bought a cottage in the countryside and we’re sitting on our porch, on a giant swing, curled up together. It’s blissful.

But I come awake in degrees to the sound of cursing and grunting, and I open my eyes to find yet another erotic painting come to life.

I mean… what would you call the sight of Casey getting knotted by Ronin and giving a blowjob to Grey? Seriously.

Not many girls get so lucky.

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