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Garen pulls me flush to his chest, making me sigh with pleasurable comfort. Cade and Ilya rub their cocks against my slick-drenched pussy, and my body comes back to life with anticipation of what’s to come.

Their knots. I know it as sure as I know my own thoughts.

Confusion causes me to blink, wonder how that’s possible, but only for a fleeting moment before two cocks are aligned at my ass, pushing inside as one, drawing a strangled cry, a high-pitched whine, straight from my soul.

“Yes,” I shout. “Fuck me. Knot me.”

I can barely do anything but grunt words at this point.

“We’re going to fuck this tight ass together, little one.”

“Let us in to please you.”

“I’m going to fill your cunt with my cum and my knot, Sin.” Garen nips at my earlobe. “We’ll make you feel so good, love.”

My whine is deafening to my own ears as all of my Alphas plunge into my body as one, the thrusts of Cade and Ilya at my ass moving Garen’s cock in and out of my pussy, all of them filling me to the brink, their cocks rubbing all the right spots inside of me with perfection.

We all turn into a pile of moans and groans, grunts and sighs, pleasure building in all of us as one. Eerie but familiar feelings in the back of my mind mixes my pleasure and my Alphas’ as one, and when we come, we do so as one, cries of pleasure filling the room and our hearts, before their knots fill my body.

Lying there with my fated mates, drenched in sweat and slick, completely satiated, I let my Alphas’ love fill me along with their cum and their knots, push my love into each of them in turn through this fresh mate bond.

And as they all purr around me, a cocoon of flesh and soothing vibrations, I fall into the most restful sleep I’ve ever had in my life.

Epilogue

Sin

Eight Months Later…

“Girl, we’ve seen you on TV!” This is Matty’s welcome when my mates and I show up at the now completely renovated club, now a cafe, in Los Angeles.

The once run-down and ugly brick exterior is now bright and cheery with a new stucco facade, fresh windows and front door, and a beautiful landscape mural on the side facing the parking lot, courtesy of two of the Omegas we helped get out of Bert’s ugly clutches.

The inside is all good vibes, bright colors and natural light. The old bar is now a beverage station with coffee, tea, and all other kinds of drinks. There are display cases of pastries that make my mouth water, and before I can even ask, Matty is handing me a big, gooey chocolate chip cookie in a paper sleeve.

I bite into it and my eyes roll with delight. “Ohmygods,” I mumble through my cookie.

“Amazing, right?”

I nod quickly, watch my Alphas swarm the station where a couple of people I don’t know take their orders.

A little gift from me to them, we discovered, through our mate bond: a newfound love of sweets.

You’re welcome, my loves.

Matty links his arm through mine. “Let’s keep going.”

When I notice the stage is still in the back of the main portion of the building, Matty gestures to it. “So, we’ve teamed up with a bunch of local groups, like theater and music, and we’re almost ready to start hosting performances!”

“That’s outstanding.” His joy is infectious.

“Can you come to the back?”

I peer over at my men who are now stuffing their faces with pastries. I catch Garen’s eye and indicate I’m going to the back section, and he waves at me in confirmation.

My cookie eaten, I toss the paper sleeve in the nearest trash and let Matty lead me through what used to be the door to the dressing area, but now leads to a pretty sitting room with pale, plush chairs and couches. He knocks on a door, and a female voice calls out, “Come in.”

It’s an office, and a beautiful female Alpha sits behind the desk. She smiles at Matty with a loving glint in her eye that I’d have to be blindfolded to miss.