Chapter 40

Layla

Sutton’s cock swells when Zayd buries himself in Sutton and twitches excitedly when Zayd calls him a good boy.

I don’t know what happened between them while I was sleeping, but whatever it was, I like the results. The shift in their dynamic is intoxicating. Not that things didn’t work when Sutton was in charge, but this… It just feels right in a base, natural way.

“Does it hurt?” I ask Sutton.

“The best kind of pain, baby.” There’s a shiver in Sutton’s voice.

“You like it?” I ask.

“Of course he does,” Zayd pipes in. “My human loves taking his alpha daddy’s cock.”

Sutton moans, and I squeak when Zayd thrusts against Sutton’s rear and the force drives Sutton deeper into me, and I can feel Zayd vibrating through him.

“Shit. Sutton. Are you bigger now?” I gasp.

“It’s probably my knot,” Sutton says.

I shake my head, my eyes wide. “I don’t think so. I’m not just talking girth.”

Sutton never failed to fill me up, and he is definitely wider, but he never went this deep before.

He draws his hips back, his eyes rolling back at the pressure of Zayd behind him when he does. When he thrusts back in, he looks shocked. “Fuckin’ A. I’m gonna fuck you so good, baby,” Sutton says, eager to put his new and improved equipment to work.

“No. You will be a good boy and fuck my omega at my command, human.” Zayd wraps his clawed hand around Sutton’s throat, pulling Sutton back against his chest. “Tell me… Tell your alpha daddy you understand.”

“I understand.”

Zayd tightens his grip on Sutton’s throat until Sutton utters a hushed, “Daddy.”

“Good boy,” Zayd smiles, showing his fangs dripping with venom.

Butterflies swarm my stomach.

Zayd can’t bite Sutton. It will put Sutton in a coma.

They both read the concern on my face and pause, giving all of their attention to me.

“It is alright, omega,” Zayd coos, reaching around Sutton to lay his big hand on my cheek.

“Trust him, baby. Trust us,” Sutton adds, bringing his hand up to cup my other cheek.

“I do,” I say.

Sutton smiles, and my breath catches in my throat. “Fangs.” And they, too, drip venom from the sharply tapered points.

“It is time,” Zayd says, taking his hand away to drag it down and back up Sutton’s back before taking hold of his throat again. “I’m going to claim you now, human. And when I give you the order, you are going to claim our omega. Tell me you understand.”

“I understand. Daddy,” Sutton adds when Zayd fucks into him, demanding he address him properly.

My pussy pulses at their exchange. I am so ready for Zayd to fuck me through my husband and to become one with them both.

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