“She clenches down so fucking hard when you do that,” Leo said through gritted teeth.
“Our girl likes a bit of pain with her pleasure.” His hand came down on my ass and delivered a slapping sting.
“I’m not going to last long,” Leo choked out.
That was fine with me. I rolled my hips, my clit grinding against him with each movement. I hovered at the edge of the cliff, my body shaking with desperation. Tears welled in my eyes. I needed to come.
My beta knew exactly what I needed. His thumb slipped between my clit and his stomach, adding the exact pressure I needed. Pleasure crashed down on me as my orgasm washed over me, sharp, perfect, and never-ending.
I slumped against his chest, utterly boneless. His arms banded tight around me as he thrust into me from below, his movements frantic until he came with a shout.
“You’re so perfect. I can’t believe how fucking lucky I am.” Leo pressed a soft kiss to my forehead.
“I’m the lucky one.”
I rubbed my cheek against his chest, shocked at the intensity of what I’d just experienced. My skin was so sensitive I was sure I’d come again if someone blew on it.
We stayed there, Leo still inside me, until my need for more was too overwhelming. I wiggled my hips and King got the message, lifting me into his arms.
“That was fucking beautiful,” he murmured.
Leo’s cum dripped out of me, and King’s thick fingers pressed it back inside. I clenched around them, desperate for friction. He maneuvered me so I was lying on my back, my hips spread wide around him. His eyes stayed locked with mine as he collared my throat, squeezing slightly.
“I’ve been fucking dreaming of this since Boston.”
“I need you, Daddy.”
He gave me a heartbreaking smile. “You have me. Always.”
His cock slipped inside me easily, Leo’s cum making my channel slippery and wet. We moved together, our movements slow and gentle. This felt so different from our first time together. I was safe in his arms, cherished and protected. This wasn’t a frantic hookup but more like…making love.
I wrapped my arms around him and buried my face in his neck, breathing him in. My pleasure built slowly, perfectly. I ran my fingers through his hair, and he leaned into my touch. “Baby girl.” His voicewas soft, his words just for me. “I’m yours. Forever.” He ran his hand up my thigh, gripping the back of my knee to hold me open for him.
I let out a cry as his cock hit a new spot deep inside me, his knot bumping against my clit.
“Forever,” I echoed.
Our bodies moved like we were made for each other. Sparks of pleasure built in my core until I came. This orgasm was soft and gentle, reaching into the deepest parts of my body, my soul. King’s fingertips dug into my thigh as he came, filling me to the brim.
Tears filled my eyes at the perfection of the moment, and my lips parted when I saw matching ones shine in his.
We were a tangle of limbs and bare skin as we held each other. Everything was perfect except—
I searched out Wilder and found him sitting at the edge of his nest, stroking himself. I whined. Why wasn’t he here, touching me? I didn’t care how many times I’d already come—I needed himnow.
King’s and Leo’s combined cum dripped down my legs and onto the nest as I crawled to Wilder. I reached out my arm. “I need you.” My voice cracked with vulnerability. Why was he keeping a distance? Did he not want to be here?
He moved toward me. Slowly. Torturously. And then his hands were on me, which was all I needed to reignite the horrible clenching in my pussy.
“Hold her open for me.” Wilder spread my legs wide to accommodate his huge body. King and Leo each slipped a hand behind my knees, pulling my legs up toward my head.
I had never been this exposed. I was completely on display, open to Wilder and at his mercy.
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Lucy’s sweet pussy was pinkand puffy from her orgasms. Slick and cum dripped from her onto the sheets. A snarl tore through my chest, my alpha furious at the thought of even a drop of her sweetness being wasted.
