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anymore, just acting from instinct. Jack Henry slanted his eyes toward Elias, who had a firm grip of his arm but was otherwise left out.

“I’m okay,” Elias said when he caught him looking. “I’ll get my turn. And this is just… incredible, beautiful. Sorry, I don’t have the words for it.”

Jack Henry squeezed Elias’s thigh. He didn’t have the words either. “You’re next,” was all he could manage, mumbling around the flesh filling his throat.

Elias nodded. “Next,” he agreed, as if he’d been waiting a long time but could wait a long time more. Jack Henry couldn’t wait anymore though. He bucked his hips up hard, managing to drive his cock deep enough into Jasper’s throat to make him gag. Jasper sat up between his legs so Jack Henry could see him over Saul’s shoulder and gave him a disciplinary look that turned into a fond one.

“You look good with a cock in your mouth. Can’t wait for it to be mine. But for now, let’s get you fucked.”

“Please,” he begged.

“That’s a good omega. Ready for alpha’s cock. Knowing his place.

Grr. That shouldn’t be hot. Jack Henry didn’t want to live like that, except right now he very much did.

“Please, Alpha?” The light in Jasper’s eyes told him he was on the right track, so he said it again. “Please, Alpha? Please?”

Jasper moved Saul out of the way like he weighed nothing. Saul was big, his musculature obvious, but Jack Henry was coming to realize that Jasper was by far the strongest of the three, thanks to that wolf he had inside him. He picked up Jack Henry even more easily than he’d picked up Saul and flipped him onto his stomach.

“All fours,” he said with a smack on Jack Henry’s ass. “You need this as hard as I’m going to give it to you.”

Boy, did he. He needed it so bad. He scrambled onto his hands and knees, pushing his ass back, asking Jasper to fill it. And after all that waiting, Jasper didn’t make him wait any longer. He sank in balls deep with a single commanding thrust, filling Jack Henry completely. Jack Henry let out a scream that was half howl, because finally. Finally. This was what he needed, had been needing all night, had been needing for years. He arched his back, his mouth hanging open slack-jawed as he accepted the power of the man behind him, absorbing it because he’d been made to take it. His first orgasm hit him like a tsunami—a force of nature that left him gasping for air. It was wonderful, but it was only a start.

“Saul’s turn,” Jasper said. “You’ve got a lot of fucking to get through. I don’t want to use you up.”

“But you didn’t even come,” Jack Henry whined. He wanted loads. Lots of them.

“Don’t worry, I will.” Jasper slapped him on the flank, then gave him a more gentle kiss in the same spot. “I’ll be back, baby. Don’t you go anywhere.”

ELIAS

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Elias had only been watching because that was all he was capable of doing. The scene playing out in front of him—Jack Henry sucking on Saul, Jasper sucking on Jack Henry, the wild fuck that ensued—had kept him enraptured. Now Jasper ceded his spot to Saul, and Saul went right at it.

“Jack Henry could suck you while Saul’s fucking him,” Jasper suggested.

Could he? Jack Henry was being flung around like a rag doll, moaning and squealing and occasionally tossing his head back to howl at the moon as if he had a wolf hidden inside him just like Jasper did. Saul was engrossed in his work, his eyes hooded and his hands square and tight on Jack Henry’s hips, plowing away with rough, steady thrusts as he murmured encouragement and praise.

Elias wasn’t sure he should insert himself into the middle of that. He wasn’t sure he could handle it. If Jack Henry sucked him, he’d probably pop off, and he wanted his turn in Jack Henry’s ass. He didn’t dare risk it. But Jasper scooted him forward, lining him up in front of Jack Henry’s gaping mouth and grabbing Elias’s cock with his own hand to tap it against Jack Henry’s chin. Jack Henry took it in with a groan, as if he’d been waiting for it.

Fuck. Elias didn’t even need to feel what Jack Henry was doing to him. Just seeing it was going to kill him. Jack Henry’s mouth was so warm and wet, and it moved with urgent suction. He hadn’t stopped