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“Yes,” Alaric admits shamelessly. “And it smells delicious. Sweet and musky at the same time.”

“Oh my god,” I squeal, but it’s hard to maintain my outrage when his words send an unexpected jolt of pleasure straight to my core.

“Almost done,” Ryker says, his voice tight with restraint. “Just a little longer.”

The thermometer feels like it’s going deeper with each passing second, the invasion becoming almost unbearable. Butas the seconds tick by, something strange starts to happen. The initial discomfort is fading, replaced by a creeping warmth that spreads from my ass throughout my entire body.

My pussy begins to tingle, then burn, the arousal building with shocking speed.

What the fuck? Am I actually getting turned on by this? Or was I getting turned on by my audience of men who can’t seem to stay away from my butt?

My thighs start to tremble, my nipples hardening into tight, sensitive peaks beneath my tank top. The air around us feels charged with electricity, heavy with the scent of my growing arousal.

“Look,” Lorenzo says, his voice thick with desire. “She’s starting to slick.”

Oh god. Please don’t let that mean what I think it means.

But sure enough, I feel a warm, wet sensation spreading between my ass cheeks, a viscous fluid beginning to leak from my pussy. It trickles down, coating my inner thighs.

“I can see it,” Rex says, and I can hear the smile in his voice. “Dripping from her pussy like honey.”

My pussy clenches hard at his words, the sudden emptiness between my legs almost painful. I want a knot again. That’s all I’m craving right now. I remember how fully stretched out I was last night under Ryker’s knot. The way it stretched me open, filled me completely, the overwhelming pleasure of being locked together as he pumped me full of his cum. My womb aches at the memory, and a deep, primal need builds inside me. It’s honestly terrifying that I’m having such wild instincts right now with these men.

“Fuck,” I breathe, unable to keep the desperation from my voice. “How much longer?”

The thermometer suddenly beeps, the sharp electronic sound breaking the tense silence. I hold my breath as Rykercarefully slides it out of my ass, the sensation making me shiver.

“One hundred and one point seven,” he announces, his voice dropping to that low, rumbling tone that makes my pussy clench. “It’s elevated. You’re approaching heat, but not in full heat yet.”

The men let out groans of disappointment.Oh wow, they were really eager to have sex with me.

“What does that mean?” I ask, still dangling over Marcus’s shoulder, my ass exposed to the room. “How much time do I have?”

“Full heat hits hard and fast,” Ryker explains. “When it comes on, you’ll be in so much pain you won’t be able to move. Your body will be screaming for a knot to relieve the pressure.”

I suddenly have an image of myself desperate on the ground, opening my legs and writhing while begging for a cock to go inside me. Marcus would take ample pleasure in making me beg.

“Umm, exactly how much time do I have?”

“Hours, maybe a day,” he says with a shrug.

This is horrible. I need time to make a plan, to get away from this island before I’m trapped here forever as their breeding omega.

“Can you put me down now?” I ask Marcus.

Without warning, Marcus lifts me off his shoulder. For one dizzying moment, I’m suspended in midair, my legs kicking wildly. I’m so high up that I can see over the heads of the other alphas, the ground seemingly miles below me. The rush of adrenaline makes my head spin, my heart hammering against my ribs.

“Not yet, sweetheart,” he growls.

“Whoa!” I yelp, instinctively wrapping my arms around Marcus’s head for stability. “What are you doing?!”

My words die in my throat as he automatically lifts me higher, then pulls me down until I’m sitting directly on his face, my thighs spread wide on either side of his head. His tongue darts out immediately, lapping at my dripping pussy with hungry enthusiasm.

“Mhmph…” he replies, busily eating me out.

“Holy shit!” I gasp, my hands flying to his hair for support. He’s strong. Like, really strong to be able to carry me like this and eat me out at the same time. And it looks effortless on his part.

My eyes roll back in pleasure as he growls. The vibrations from his throat send shockwaves of pleasure through my core. His tongue is relentless, probing, swirling, sucking at my slick-covered lips with desperation. His nose presses against my clit as he works, the pressure just shy of too much, sending jolts of electricity racing up my spine.