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the intimacy of that move, of feeling Maz hard and naked against him. Maz’s mouth was warm and wet as he nuzzled Sando’s neck, then kissed his shoulder. He sucked behind his ear, and when Sando moaned a little, Maz did it again, harder. Would he have Maz’s marks on him, the undeniable proof of their lovemaking? He liked that idea.

Maz’s hands roamed his body, playing with his nipples, caressing his chest, his belly, then grasping his hard cock. He was still so small, and yet it didn’t matter. His men didn’t care, and neither did he. Not anymore. They loved him, and that meant he was enough.

Maz’s thick fingers found his hole, already slick and ready. And still the alpha took his time carefully working him open until Sando couldn’t even kiss Lucan anymore, his body too overheated with pleasure. His hips moved of their own accord, snapping backward to get Maz’s fingers in deeper, then forward again because his other hand was still wrapped around Sando’s cock, and god, that friction felt so good.

When Maz pulled his fingers out and let go of him, he whimpered in protest. “Maz…”

“Sshh, kitten. Lucan will take care of you. He’s ready for you, habibi.”

Gentle hands lifted him, and then he was on Lucan’s other side, facing away from him. “Lift your leg and put it over mine,” Lucan said, and Sando did what he asked.

The wet tip of Lucan’s cock pressed against his hole, and he pushed back, not even thinking about it. He needed him on a level he didn’t even have the words for. He needed both of them, craved the intimacy of being connected like this would bring. Lucan inside him…and Maz inside Lucan. Three bodies made into one. A miracle and magic all in itself.

Lucan pushed into him slowly, and Sando leaned into his touch, moaning softly at the glorious feeling of being taken. That empty place inside him that always yearned to be touched was finally filled. This was what it wanted. Maybe that was what being an omega entailed, always having that need to be taken. But there was no shame in that. Not anymore. How could he be ashamed of who he was?

When he’d filled him all the way, Lucan pulled Sando’s body flush against his own, scraping his nape with his teeth. “Just this is already heaven, kitten. Just being inside you, feeling you clench around me. It’s a privilege.”

His last word became a moan, and his hips inched backward. “What is Maz doing?” Sando asked.

“He’s… Mmm, yes. He has his middle finger in me, and he knows exactly where to… God, yes. There.”

Lucan shivered, the tremor traveling through Sando’s body as well. “I can feel what he’s doing to you.”

“Wait till he’s fucking me. I’ll go crazy, and so will you. If it gets too much, you’ll have to tell me.”

Lucan tensed and relaxed, shivered and shook as Maz kept fingering him. At least, that was what Sando assumed was happening, judging by the sighs and moans Lucan was letting out.

“You good, habibi?”

“Mmm. Have at it, alpha.”

Maz’s first thrust was gentle, but Sando still felt it because Lucan’s cock pressed deeper inside him. That felt…good. Then he did it again, and Sando’s moan mingled with Lucan’s. Maz found a rhythm, and Sando’s eyes flew open. At first it was a tad strange, Lucan almost passive as he allowed Maz to push his body forward. But then he shifted and grabbed Sando’s hips, and the next thrust was… “Ungh!” Sando groaned.

What did he do with his hands? He needed to hold on to something, his fingers too empty. Then Lucan took both his hands and pinned them above his head, and Maz slammed in hard. Lucan’s cock buried itself deep inside Sando, and oh god, that was perfect. Sweat formed between their heated bodies, and the sounds alone were an erotic concert the likes of which Sando had never heard.

Maz’s grunts were low as he slammed in, his balls slapping against Lucan’s ass with a thick, wet sound. Lucan moaned continuously, mumbling incomprehensibly in between, his body rocking back and forth between Max and Sando. Sando closed his eyes, surrendering to the overwhelming sensation of being taken like this. His cock bobbed, so desperate to be touched, but Lucan still held his hands, and Sando wanted to be good and do what Lucan wanted, even if he had to bite his lips in an effort not to beg.

But then he did beg, his