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He fucks me then, hard and angry and deep, rutting me with the ferocity of an animal in season, shoving me up against the window with every dominating thrust. I’m about to come for the first time when something catches my attention.

A movement outside the tower.

CHAPTER 7

I wouldn’t have seen them if my senses weren’t so heightened. A trio of figures lurking in the tree line about a hundred paces from the foot of the tower. Even from a distance, I recognize them immediately.

The three boys from this morning.

They’ve come to watch my daddies punish me, I suppose. Awfully bold of them to show up here, after the way Knar chewed them out earlier. He would probably kill all three of them if he knew they were down there spying. I’m tempted to tell him.

But then Knar would have to stop what he’s doing to me, and I simply can’t have that—not when I’m so close to coming around his perfect cock.

So I decide to give the young alphas a little show instead. Let them see how much I love getting ravaged by a real alpha. Who knows, maybe they’ll learn a thing or two.

“Don’t stop, Daddy! Please don’t stop!”

As if Knar would even think about it.

He grabs my hips and pounds me even harder than before, driving his dominance deep into my dripping heat. His pelvis slams into my backside again and again, reigniting the flames he put there with his hand. He’s spanking me all over again, punishing me and pleasuring me at the same time. It feels fucking amazing.

“Daddy!” I cry. “You’re going to make me come.”

He presses against me from behind, flattening my breasts against the clear pane. Below, at the edge of the woods, three pairs of eyes grow a little wider.

“Do it,” Knar growls. “Come all over Daddy’s cock like a good girl.”

I don’t even have to play it up for our audience; Knar does all the work for me. The hard metal piercing on the tip of his cock plows against that sensitive spot inside. I couldn’t disobey him if I tried.

I don’t know what feels better: my orgasm, or Knar’s. His release gushes into me, filling my pussy with liquid warmth. Then it overflows. His stuff drips out of me in sticky globs. The air grows thick with the pungent aroma of breeding.

It takes me a moment to realize why it’s leaking like that. The gland at the base of Knar's shaft has expanded, but it isn’t inside me. I can feel it pushing against my labia, a good two or three times thicker than the rest of him.

Even Knar is not without mercy, it seems. He has decided to spare me the pain of his knot.

I almost wish he hadn’t.

“Daddy?” I whisper.

He kisses me softly on the shoulder, then the neck, then a nibble at my ear.

“Patience,” he murmurs. “You’ll feel my knot soon enough, little omega. But first, you have two more alphas who wish to breed you.” He sniffs me, then growls. “And your heat is still far from over.”

Knar withdraws, and the stuff which had hitherto been merely leaking from my body now comes pouring out of me in a rush. I barely have time to blush before I am passed into the arms of the next waiting alpha.

Renn.

He takes me face to face, with my back pressed against the glass. His knot is still swollen at the base of his shaft, and it smacks against the lips of my sex with every hard thrust. It doesn’t matter that he can’t fit his entire cock inside me like this; the handsome young alpha has length to spare.

He presses his forehead against mine and smiles as he fucks me.

“You like putting on a show,” he whispers. “Don’t you, little omega?”

My eyes go wide, and my mouth drops open in shock. Does he know the other young alphas are out there watching?

Renn laughs softly.

“They can’t see your face with your back against the glass. I guess you’ll just have to scream, really… really… loud.”