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I rock down hard, taking every inch. “You’re so stupid if you think anyone is getting that dinner except for me.” My gaze moves from his face to his neck, need pouring through me as I bend down and bite directly into his skin. Fox arches into me before running his hands up and down my sides. “Mine,” I murmur against his skin.

The mark won’t stay, but it will bruise, and hopefully it’ll still be visible during the auction.

Arlo laughs, crawling up beside me. “Yeah, our Alpha is a little stupid, isn’t he?”

Fox flips us suddenly, pinning me on my back and driving into me in deep, punishing strokes. He jackhammers hard, the wet slap of skin echoing in the small room. I cry out, nails digging into his shoulders as he fucks me open.

A wicked, hungry grin splits across Arlo’s face as he moves to kneel behind Fox. I hear the cap of lube snap open, my eyes widening as I twist to see two of Arlo’s fingers disappearing, most definitely into Fox’s ass while Fox keeps railing me.

Fox’s movements stutter, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as my back bows off my nest in surprise.

“Maybe it’s time for him to get a little fucked, yeah?” Arlo murmurs.

Fox moans, the sound broken and gorgeous. Arlo lines up and pushes inside him in one smooth thrust, the force driving Fox even deeper into me. I sob at the overwhelming fullness, Fox’s thick cock stretching my pussy while Arlo fucks him from behind, the rhythm turning into a mixture of brutality and perfection.

Fox’s knot starts to swell, locking us together as I come hard around him, clenching, vision whiting out. His hands move to either side of my head, his fingers whitening as they curl into the blankets. I stare in awe as his face scrunches up.

“Is he knotting you?” I push out, a whine following as Fox rocks deeper into me, his knot thickening just a bit more. He releases his full load inside of me, my pussy clenching around him.

“Yeah—fuck, shit, I always forget how big he is,” Fox groans as Arlo keeps thrusting, driving the knot impossibly deeper. “Fuck, Arlo—”

Arlo kisses the back of Fox’s neck, teeth grazing his skin. I stare at the bitemark just an inch away, wondering if they’ll ever put their marks on me. “That’s what you get for not telling us. Shit—I’m gonna come—”

Arlo slams deep inside of Fox and spills with a low groan. He stays buried for a long moment, breathing hard against Fox’s skin, then slowly pulls out. Cum drips down Fox’s thighs as Arlo flops to the side.

Fox moves carefully, rolling us onto our sides so I’m tucked safely between them, his knot swelling further to make up for the loss of space, deep inside me. I’m shaking, oversensitive, but so full and claimed I can barely think.

“No more heroics, okay?” I whisper, voice hoarse.

Arlo grins against my hair, pressing a kiss to my temple. “And Fox? Charge your damn phone.”

Fox huffs a tired laugh, nuzzling the back of my neck, his hand sliding up to rest lightly on my throat. “Deal.”

I melt between them, their scents wrapped around me like a promise, and let the storm outside rage while everything inside my nest finally feels right again. Well, mostly. Now, I have to come up with the money to bid on my Alpha boyfriend so that the only person having dinner with him after the auction isme.

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Thelockerroomisempty except for the three of us. Practice ended twenty minutes ago, but Parker is still simmering. I can smell it on her; her scent turned sour with hurt and anger, citrus zest cutting through the steam and leftover sweat in the air. She hasn’t said much since last night, but every look she gives me is laced with it.

She’s pissed about the auction roster. And she’s about to make sure I feel it.

Arlo is leaning against the lockers, shirt already off, that lazy grin on his face like he knows exactly what’s coming. Parker stalks straight up to him, plants both hands on his chest, and shoves him back against the metal with a metallic clang. He lets her, eyes darkening instantly.

“Parker—” I start, voice rough.

She cuts me a look over her shoulder, eyes blazing. “You watch.”

It’s a deliberate punishment and one well-earned. I’m not sure what I was thinking, but Parker is making it very,veryclear how stupid that choice was. She wants me to stand here and feel every second of this while she takes what she wants from Arlo and makes me wait.

My cock twitches hard in my sweats.

She yanks Arlo’s shorts down, freeing his pierced cock. It’s already leaking, the silver barbell gleaming. Parker drops to her knees right there on the tile and takes him deep in one smooth motion. Arlo’s head falls back against the locker with a groan.

“Fuck, baby…”

I grip the edge of the bench behind me, knuckles whitening as I try to contain the possessive sound bubbling up in my throat. Guilt twists in my gut right alongside the heat. I should’ve told her about the auction the second I signed up. I should’ve trusted her instead of trying to protect her from the team’s problems. Now, she’s on her knees for Arlo, making me watch, and all I can think is that I earned this.

But fuck, she also looks gorgeous like this. Both of them do.