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“I’m going to do more than claim you, angel. I’m going to ruin you. I’m going to fuck our mate’s cum deep inside you and hope it takes, and then I’m going to feed you my knot and lock you good and deep. And then? Then I’m going to sink my teeth into you and let you feel just how much you mean to me.”
The secondary wave of pleasure that hit me from the bond had me looking toward my omega, his sapphire eyes shining bright as he settled next to our girl and pulled one of her thighs toward him, spreading her wider.
“I got her all ready for you, alpha.”
Fuck, he was just as naughty as she was. He just hid it behind his sweet and soft demeanor. I couldn’t wait to thoroughly explore just what depths were lurking below that surface in years to come.
Situating myself between Lindsay’s legs, I couldn’t help but run the broad size of my cock through her creamy slit. She was so hot and wet but as I notched myself at her entrance, I still knew it would be a stretch.
I pressed in slowly, savoring the site as her pussy engulfed my thick length and her lips parted as she reached for me.
“That’s it, angel.” I cooed, sinking all the way in until she was flush against my knot.
“Spencer! Oh gods. More!”
I snapped my hips into her again, loving how wild she went. “You’re hungry for it, aren’t you, angel? Hungry for my knot now that you know what one tastes like?”
“Yes! More,” she demanded. “Please.”
“Rub that beautiful clit of hers, baby,” I told Ollie. “I’m not giving it to her until I feel her milking me. Our girl deserves multiple orgasms.”
Ollie snaked his hand between us, doing exactly like I asked. I couldn’t resist swooping in for a kiss, getting another taste of him before doing the same to our beta.
With the way my thick cock dragged against her tight walls and the way she keened as I felt her sweet spot, it wasn’t long until Lindsay was gushing around my cock.
“Such a good girl,” I praised. “You earned it, angel. Let me in. Show me how you can take my knot.”
I went slow, careful not to hurt her, but Linds wasn’t having any of it. Her sheer resilience coming into play as she bucked against me and helped work my knot into her inch by inch. She was so fucking tight and by the time I was seated inside of her and she’d taken my knot whole, I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Spence–”
“You did fantastic, angel. So fucking good for me, going to fill you up and keep all my cum locked inside of you until it takes. Need you. Need you so damn bad, baby.”
I was rambling now as my knot swelled, but I couldn’t find it in me to care. Hot pleasure licked up my spine, pulsing through me as I began to spill. A sharp tug and cry on my hair pulled me closer to my angel, my teeth sinking the soft swell of flesh over her heart.
Gently as I could, I bit, using the last vestiges of my control to make sure I didn’t hurt her. I couldn’t stop the tears in my eyes as she shattered around me, our bond snapping into place.
Overwhelming love swamped me, and I pulled both of them in close, the three of us now tied together in the deepest of ways.
I’d waited my entire life for a moment like this and it was better than I’d ever imagined.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Lindsay
Holiday Hollow might have outdone themselves this time. The winter festival was in full swing, with white lights and silver snowflakes everywhere.
Janet had gone out of her way to get everyone involved. The hardware store had a huge window painting of a snowy scene, complete with a handyman Snowman. Beatty’s diner was decorated with more silver garland and snowflakes than I’d ever seen before.
Walking down the streets of Holiday Hollow toward the festival grounds was like being inside some sort of fairytale. Everything seemed to sparkle with magic and light. It was amazing.
The festival grounds were even better. The air was filled with the scent of delicious baked goods, fried treats, the sound of music, and excited chatter coming from the beer tent.
“Hiring people to help out with this was the smartest decision we’ve ever made,” Ollie said as he hooked his armthrough mine. His eyes were sparkling with excitement and we’d only just walked in.
It was still pretty early in the day, but the festival was in full swing and would be going on for hours. We opted to come now so we could appreciate it before heading back to the bar.
Ollie saw the hand-blown glass artist we loved and rushed ahead with Spencer following behind. I loved watching them together. My omega brought out our alpha’s playful side and he made us both feel safe and accepted. There was no need to hold back with him.