Full.
Owned.
I don’t know what to do. My hands are suddenly on Johan’s thighs like I might try to push myself away from him. But instead I dig my nails into his silky pants and moan as Noah hits my G-spot.
Oh God…None of my prior experiences involvedthatsensation. I thought it was a myth. But no, it’s… it’s definitely…Ohhhh…
My eyes threaten to roll into the back of my head, but a tug from Lazarus’s hand commands my focus. “Hollow your cheeks, princess. Yeah, just like that. Now breathe in and hold.”
He shoves me down even more than Noah did, making me gag around Johan.
But there’s nowhere to go.
I’m forced to embrace it, to swallow around Johan, to justendurethe contractions in my throat.
Then he pulls me back and tells me to inhale.
I do so noisily, only to be driven back down again while Noah ruts into me. I don’t even know how he’s doing that from the chair, but his strong body is moving with mine while Lazarus controls my head.
“Good?” Lazarus asks.
I’m not sure how to respond, nor am I sure if I’m good or not.
But then Johan says, “So fucking good.”
Ugh, why is that so hot?I wonder, panting as Lazarus lets me breathe again. There’s something undeniably sexy about these men talking to each other as they fuck me.
“Touch your clit,” Noah tells me. “Pinch it for me, pet.”
My insides burn with his request, my body on fire for him. On fire for Johan. On fire for Lazarus.
This is insanity.
I love it.
I don’t want it to ever end.
And as my finger finds my clit, my world ignites beneath another wave of fiery heat.
“So obedient.” Noah kisses my neck, his mouth closer to my nape now as he angles my hips in a way that allows him to fuck me even harder.
I feel like I would fall right now if he and Lazarus weren’t holding me. I’m so precariously perched. Speared by two cocks.Trapped in a pack of alphas.
I’m dizzy from the realization that this is somehow my reality.
Overwhelmed by the sensations that knowledge provokes deep inside me.
And lost to the male growls filling the air.
Johan’s jaw is clenched tight, his eyes on me. I release my death grip on his thigh so I can grab his knot again, squeezing it and twisting the way Noah told me to.
It’s clearly the right thing to do because Johan groans, then reaches for my nape to hold me to him. “I’m going to come.”
“Swallow it,” Noah demands, pumping into me. “Don’t waste any of that precious seed, Aurora.”
“I’ll make sure she swallows,” Lazarus says, his grip on my hair unrelenting. “Deep breath, princess. You’re going to need it.”
I do, but before I can finish, Johan is already releasing his essence into my mouth. I nearly inhale it, causing panic to quicken my pulse.
