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Beck’s tongue tangles with mine as his hand shifts to my other nipple, and he rolls the hard peak between his fingers. The sensation sends a jolt straight down to my pussy. My back arches off the bed and I let out an obscene moan into Beck’s mouth.

Leo is right. I guess I do like that.

Sex has never felt this way before—this all consuming. This pleasurable. This safe.

When Leo comes inside me, Beck is peppering kisses all over my face. On my lips, of course. But also on my cheeks, my forehead, hell, even my eyelids. And in between each kiss he’s whispering pretty words.

Beautiful. Strong. Hottest thing on the fucking planet.

But the one that really gets me?

“Ours. You’re ours, Starlight.”

I cling to Beck’s shoulders as Leo lets out a soft grunt, collapsing down onto my other side.

“Wow,” I breathe out, when I finally have a chance to catch my breath.

“Wow is right,” Beck grins, propping himself up on an elbow.

“You are amazing, Lucky Duck,” Leo murmurs, taking his turn to press a gentle kiss against my lips.

“I’m glad,” I hum, flashing him a loopy smile.

“You know... you sure talk a lot, when you’re getting off,” Leo teases, glancing up at Beck.

“Can’t a guy be communicative these days?” Beck snarks back, rolling his eyes playfully.

“I liked it,” I say, resting a reassuring hand on his chest.

“Glad you did. Looks like you’ve been outvoted, Leo. You’re just being a party pooper.”

“Was I being a party pooper or was I just focused on the task at hand?” he says, grinning down at me before flashing me a wink.

A wink.

“I mean... technically, I made Beck come first before you made me come, so were you really that focused?” I tease.

It’s Leo’s turn to roll his eyes a bit.

“That just means I have to do better next time.” He leans in to brush a kiss against my forehead before rolling out of bed.

“Where—where are you going?” I ask, my voice taking on a sharp note of panic at the loss of his warm presence beside me.

My inner omega hates that there’s distance between us.

“Just going to grab a warm washcloth to help clean you up, Lucky Duck,” Leo murmurs, his expression softening as he looks back at me.

“He’ll be right back, Starlight. And no need to worry, you’ve got me,” Beck says, tugging me onto his chest.

My eyes widen, and I let out a soft gasp.

“You’re hard already?” I blink at him, feeling his flesh, hard and insistent against my hip.

“Yeah,” he shrugs. “It’s an omega thing. But don’t you worry. I’m more than ready for bed. It’s been a long day.”

I let out a soft hum.

“Okay, whatever you say. I guess I’ll just have to keep that in mind for next time,” I say, echoing Leo’s earlier words.