Evans’s hand slipped off her throat first, like it burned him to keep holding her. He stumbled back, c**k still hard, still coated in her spit, in her scent, in the evidence of what he’d just done.
Diego didn’t move.
His c**k was buried so deep in Sera’s cunt the twitch of it made her hips jerk.
Lucien’s voice dropped into a snarl cause honestly he could not believe his eyes. His two betas couldn’t control themselves. They f****d her.
“I said out.”
Diego’s jaw clenched. His body shuddered.
Then slowly, painfully, he pulled out.
A string of thick white c*m followed his retreat.
It dripped from her ruined hole in fat, slow drops that splattered onto the floor beneath her.
Lucien’s eyes never left the mess between her legs.
His Omega.
Fucked open.
Used.
Leaking with the filth of
