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this, dissatisfied after her last heat. This time she was whole, ready, and twice as demanding. She took our cocks, demanding more even as we filled her up.

We all fell into the delirium where animal instincts reigned. Hot, dirty, wild, gratuitous. I embraced every moment.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Lilly

“EAT YOUR EGGS, babe,” Ryker said. It was his gentle, encouraging tone, and he held a fork out like he was expecting me to just open up.

“I can’t eat anything. I’m not hungry… and distracted with the monstrosity that’s poking me in the hip!”

Ryker chuckled. “You didn’t call it a monstrosity earlier, Lilly,” he said, smirking. “You were begging me to put it back in while we were in the shower despite Ethan saying he’d take the belt to you if you misbehaved. You’re such a little deviant, getting all hot over the thought of Ethan’s belt and my monstrosity filling your pussy up.”

I swear every dirty word had me mesmerized. I didn’t want the eggs. I didn’t even like eggs. Ethan ordered Ryker to make me some before he took his turn in the shower. I wish he’d gotten in there with Ryker and me, but I sensed he was worried he’d end up forcing my heat again. Ryker had been annoyingly playful as he washed me. My legs were so weak, they would barely take my weight, which meant I’d been defenseless to him and his roaming hands. I swear my intimate places had never been so clean.

Despite my previous terror, I did, in fact, want Ethan to force my heat. I also wanted the hard temptation poking against my hip.

I fidgeted, lowering my lashes and trying to ignore the wet smear that his cock was leaving or the way it constantly jerked. “It’s very distracting,” I finally admitted.

“I can’t help myself,” he said. “I’m still half in my rut. If Ethan hadn’t threatened to rip it off and choke me with it, I’d have batted these eggs you don’t want to the floor and be fucking you like a savage over this tasteful walnut veneer. Now, open up like a good girl.”

I opened my mouth to protest again—Ryker took the opportunity to thrust the fork inside. Closing my mouth under automation, I glared at him. He stared at my mouth while I chewed and swallowed with an intense expression that made my stomach clench. Slick pooled out. He must have noticed it considering we were both naked and I was on his lap.

I became restless, anticipating Ethan’s threat to force my heat tomorrow.

How was I supposed to sleep tonight with that hanging over me?

My chest heaved. Don’t think about it.

Ryker fed me some more. I ate it, trying to ignore the heaviness in my breasts and the way my nipples had hardened to points.

“Good girl,” he said.

And damn him if that didn’t mix everything up inside me even more.

I wasn’t a girl; I was a twenty-eight-year-old woman and the director of a program that was among the most important in our Empire.

But I liked being Ryker’s good girl, couldn’t help the little catch that tugged inside my chest when I pleased him.

The food was a tasteless necessity; I was terrified by how aroused I was by Ethan’s promise for tomorrow. No wonder Omegas were so enamored with it.

Forced heat wasn’t like normal heat in that it didn’t last as long, or perhaps that was just me. It had only been two days. I was sore, but not the debilitating level I had known on Lyus. Somehow, despite the growing tension between us, the hot flesh poking and jerking against the side of my ass, I ate all the food.

Pushing the plate aside, Ryker smirked and said, “Now it’s my turn.”

Ethan

Still damp from the shower and wearing only a loose pair of sweatpants, I entered the main room. Here, I found Lilly spread out on the dining table with her legs over Ryker’s shoulder and his face buried between them. Her back formed a captivating arch, head tipped back, and fingers gripping his hair.

I liked eating pussy, I didn’t know an Alpha who didn’t, but Ryder fucking loved it.

Their combined, lust-rich pheromones permeated the air. A low growl issued from my chest. Jealousy or encouragement? I didn’t know what the fuck I felt anymore. How the hell did I end up sharing?

How the fuck did I end up enjoying it?

I wanted to rip her away from him. I wanted to put my hand on the back of his head and force him to