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pleasure tore through her as she began to orgasm.

They were going drive her insane with pleasure.

Sasha was more than okay with that.

Tanner trailed feather-like kisses up her body, sending pinpricks of pleasure racing over her. Beside her, Jon groaned and cupped Tanner’s head, drawing the other male into a deep kiss. A tiny moan caught in her throat at the erotic sight of them together.

Her mates.

She threaded her fingers through each of their hair, raking her nails lightly over their scalps. Tanner broke the kiss and met her gaze. Fuck, he was hot. She rotated her hips against him, letting him know she wanted more.

Jon stood on his knees and moved to lean over Tanner from behind. He put one hand on Tanner’s thick cock and stroked. Sasha clenched her pussy to ease the ache.

With a growl, Tanner reached out toward his bag. Using his telekinesis, he opened the bag and pulled out a tube of lube. Sasha’s heart pounded as she watched Jon nip at Tanner’s shoulder, “Are you sure?”

Sasha wasn’t sure who Jon was talking to. Tanner frowned briefly but nodded. He lowered himself and slid inside her. A soft cry of pleasure escaped her, but she didn’t take her eyes off either male. Jon gave her a crooked smile as he moved his hand to Tanner’s hole, most likely applying the lube before entering the male. The force pushed Tanner deeper inside, intensifying her mounting pleasure.

They pumped and thrust in unison, rocking her hips. She hooked her feet around Jon’s thighs, needing the feel the connection with both of them as they tumbled into bliss. They increased the tempo, thrusting harder. She shuddered and cried out as her release drove her over the edge. Her males followed in their own releases.

Jon disappeared into the bathroom and came back with a towel. After cleaning up, the guys sandwiched her again in the king bed. She let out a sigh and snuggled between them, allowing her lids to drift shut.

Chapter Eight

Luna moved from her bed to sit on the floor with her back against the wall that separated her and the demon in the next cell. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been waiting for the female to wake up, but Luna’s patience was running out. So was her time there.

Using the telepathy she gained from being connected to Keegan as his co-Alpha of the Pack, Luna reached into the female’s mind. Instantly, pain shot through her skull and she released the hold on the demon. “Fuck.”

“Was that you?” The soft, choked tone was muffled due to the block wall between them, but Luna heard her.

“Yeah. Sorry, I was trying to wake you.”

“Why?”

Leaning her head back against the wall, Luna closed her eyes and focused on her breathing. Stress of being away from her Pack was starting to wear on her. Her wolf paced and snarled within her. If she spent much longer in that damn cell her wolf would grow more feral.

Inhaling deeply, she exhaled slowly and answered the demon. “Because I’m getting out of here and you are coming with me.”

The demon laughed. “Fuck it hurts to laugh. Don’t you think I’ve tried to escape before? Too many times. Faelin always came for me and drugged me with that damned potion and brought me back here.”

Luna growled. The female sounded like she’d given up, like she had no more hope of ever escaping. Yet, she still tried to feed. Luna witnessed the demon—Faelin called her Nyla—lure the mutant guard to the bars of her cell door and kill the beast with little effort.

“I know you’re hungry. I’m betting that’s how Faelin keeps you weak.” Luna listened to Nyla breathe, which hadn’t changed during the time they spoke. “Look you have no reason to trust me. My name is Luna.”

“I know who you are and why Faelin wants the both of us. He’s hoping I will help him harness the power in the moonstone so he can force you to mate with him. He doesn’t like to lose.” Nyla’s voice had a little more life in it as if her strength was returning.

“Then you know I don’t lose.” She’d kill the bastard before he got the chance to mate with her. “My wolf is too feral for anyone to control.”

The last statement was the reason she hadn’t sought out Rafe and claimed him. Yeah, she knew as soon as the SOB showed up at her backdoor looking hot. Fucking male.

As much as she’d love to ignore him and