Page 183 of Shear Instinct


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“You’re... doing just fine,” I murmur, gasping as Sylvan keeps gently grinding into me. “I... I liked the growly alphas.”

Val huffs. “Course you did, trouble.” His mouth lowers over my breasts, my stomach, his large hands spreading my knees again.

One long, rough lick of his tongue over my slit follows. “Fuck. You were right, Luc...” He groans. Then licks me again. Harder, slower. “Someone needs to fuck her, soon.”

“Who, omega?” Sylvan murmurs in my ear, voice the deadliest rasp I’ve ever heard. “Choose.”

“I...” My gaze drifts to Kaiden.

“We don’t care, omega.” Val pulls my sight back to him below me. “We just need you to pick so we don’t fight again.”

I fight to keep my eyes open while Sylvan keeps rubbing against me.

“Luciano,” I whisper. His face slowly lifts from my throat. I try to smile. “If you never came to my salon that day...” I reach out to hold his face. “I need you to fuck me, alpha—”

I squeak as I’m manhandled by multiple alphas, pulled down onto my back, legs spread. Luc’s kissing a path down my stomach, Val’s worshipping my breasts, Sylvan’s propping me up against something soft before his tongue slips back into my mouth.

Luc thrusts into me. I gasp at the sudden intrusion, then moan at the feel of him.

“You have no idea,” Luc pants as he pulls out, then thrusts back in, “how badly I wanted you.” He lowers his body over mine. “Every day, I want you more.” Our mouths brush each time he deepens his movements. “I always want you.”

He punctuates the end of his admission by kissing me, slow but hard, desperate, then he slams into me even harder.

Possessively.

My gasp turns into a moan as his blunted teeth nip my jaw, as he keeps fucking me, pace turning more frantic.

The air hums sharply. Luc tries to scoff, “I know... I know. No knot.”

I whine because that’s exactly what I want. Need.

His pace slows. “Sorry, baby.” He never stops fucking me as he kisses my throat, my jaw, back to my lips. “Not mine, not now. But soon, I promise.”

Lips to mine, he pulls out only to plunge in deeper, his body grinding into me, over my clit, over and over until we’re gasping against each other.

“That’s it,” he groans as I clench around him, lifting my hips to help push him deeper.

I could easily take his knot if I just shifted...

“Joder… Kai.”

“Omega.” Kaiden’s stern tone rumbles the room, the nest, commanding compliance. My eyes snap to him.

In the low light, crouched on the elevated edge of the nest, he’s masked in shadow, and his eyes glint like mercury dipped in ink. Even in the darkness, I can still make out his body, his huge, naked, muscular body, and his large hand slowly stroking his hard cock.

He knows where my eyes are. His hand moves more slowly, strokes longer. “Omega,” he repeats, softer this time, a wicked tilt to his lips now. “Your first and last knot will be mine. Understood?”

He wants a response, I know he does, but I’m so close to coming, and Luc’s knot is right there—

“Revea.”

I tense, gaze snapping to Kaiden again.

“Try and take his, or any of my pack’s knots, and I’ll bind you.” His declaration seems to freeze the room.

Then a rush of heat engulfs me.

I’ve always had a vivid imagination, it’s only gotten better as a hairstylist, and right now, I’mvividlypicturing being tied up while my alphas fuck me—