She had two more alphas waiting impatiently outside, and I was pretty sure Sin would live inside her right now if he could. Until the end of both their heats, it would be a struggle to detach them from each other.
Grabbing Crescent’s hair up in my fist, I tipped her head to the side. She was so pliant beneath me, not hesitating when I moved her around. Her delicate throat stretched before me, and I kissed the edge of the mark I’d left on her skin.
“Mine,”I growled.
Her breathy whine had me grinding forward on my next thrust.
I couldn't feel anything but my thick knot pressed against the tight seal of her ass, and her body parted to accept it easily. I squeezed my eyes shut at the rushing pleasure starting at the base of my spine, my knot inflating to lock us together, even though there was barely space.
It was too much.
The tight channel gripped my knot.
Her heightened scent, velvet and cocoa, was rich with heat.
I released, coming inside of her with a strangled cry.
Sin choked on his next groan, the chains of the cuffs clinking as he fought against the restraints again.
She was gripping my cock like a vise, and it might be even more intense for him as her inner walls convulsed. Orgasms wracked her one after another, each one triggering a new wave of groans from Sin and I.
I couldn’t tell how long passed like that, but her body finally ended up spent. The tension in her muscles went lax, and she fell back against me in a heap of trembling limbs.
I kissed her temple, then glanced at Sin.
He was staring at her reverently, and unlike earlier didn’t seem too perturbed by me being there. I’d proven myself to his instincts, it seemed.
“Vandle?” Crescent reached up to stroke my cheek.
I leaned into the touch, finding a rusty purr rumbling in my chest. “Yeah?”
“Do you love me?”
The purr stuttered for a second in my surprise, then continued. “Of course, Princess. Love you more than anything.”
She sighed happily, her cheek rubbing against my chest. “If you love me so much, why aren’t you knotting me again?” Her tone had a bit of a pout, and a bit of a whine to it.
I blinked down at her, a little stunned.
She’d… just finished. Her body was still trembling. I hadn’t even caught my breath yet.
But I guess that was the reality of an omega in heat.
And I was doing the job of three alphas while we got Sin settled, so… fuck. Time to prove my love until she was completely spent because I sure as hell wouldn’t be the one to tap out first.
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CRESCENT
The alpha beside me was snoring like a log, and it was easy to slip from his grip. I loved Vandle’s comforting scent of burning wood, and Sin’s desert eclipse flooding the space too, but the other two scents were noticeably faint.
I knew they’d been patient on purpose, needing to ease Sin in with one alpha, but now I needed my ocean storm, my gunmetal. Karma and Phantom.
Where were they?
I swayed a little when I stood, but didn’t bother to put on clothes before I padded from the brightly lit nest. The rest of the house was a bit dimmer, fewer large windows, and I didn’t have to squint as much.
In the main living room, which was so long the far side was definitely blurry, I didn’t immediately see anyone. Phantom’s scent was faint, like he wasn’t even here—which had a whine bubbling in my throat—but Karma’s…
