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between them while he
gently rolled her nipples with his fingers.
    A river of fire boiled through her as they both teased her
nerves from one end of her body to the other. She panted as Shaw spread out
beside her and dipped his head down to take her mouth. His hair, smelling of
the forest pine and fresh air, framed her face and his tongue claimed her,
feeding off her as if he couldn’t get enough.
    She indulged in the sensations, whimpering into Shaw’s
mouth. His cock was impossibly hard against her thigh. Her emotions were on
overload. The past few months had given her too much to think about and she
needed reassurance that everything would be okay.
    “Shaw?” she whispered against his lips. “I want you inside
me. I want to feel you deep down, filling me up.”
    Shaw nodded and didn’t waste any time maneuvering her away
from Hagan’s touch. He lay on his back and pulled her on top to straddle him.
Hagan rubbed his palm down her spine while Shaw braced her hips and guided her
onto his hard staff.
    She sunk onto him and sighed at how perfectly he fit inside
her. He chuckled and pulled her down to brace her face and kiss her lips. His
caress was so soft and tender, she had to sigh again. Her heart filled with
what could only be love.
    Love for him and love for his pack. She finally had a family
who cherished her.
    Hagan cleared his throat and positioned himself behind
Alaura. She looked back at him as he gripped her bottom with his rough fingers.
His hands had explored her most private areas and she’d felt enough comfort
with these two men to allow it.
    Her breath hitched when he eased her down onto Shaw’s cock.
He grinned devilishly and dropped his head to her ass. “Don’t worry, Alaura. I
won’t hurt you.”
    She believed Hagan, too. None of them would ever harm her.
    She hissed out a breath as his tongue lathed across her
anus. A new wave of warmth rolled through her.
    Her heart filled with joy.
    Shaw forced her attention back on him. He gripped her face
between his hands and angled her so they were eye to eye. His gentle gaze
gleamed of pure love and adoration.
    “Pretend he’s me, Alaura. All of it is me. My gift to
you…for our new life.” He thrust his hips up as he cradled her face in his
hands.
    “Okay,” she said. Our new life. What did he mean by
that?
    Any worry she’d had disintegrated as her insides smoldered
and trembled from the combined attention. They were very good at pleasing a
woman. She only wondered if one day she’d have Shaw for herself. It felt
amazing to be pleased by the both of them. Only her heart was Shaw’s and his
alone.
    Both men grunted and groaned. Alaura peeked back to see that
Hagan was working himself to release. His hand jerked up and down his hard
shaft.
    “Oh,” she cried, desire consuming her as Shaw lifted his
hips in a steady rhythm, his cock lodging deep inside her.
    Hagan moved his mouth from her and lifted his cock next to
her anus. A couple more strokes and he spurted his hot cum against her ass
cheek.
    Alaura moaned as a new immediate wave of heat ratcheted her
body. Her heart beat wildly as her body jerked.
    Shaw grabbed her arms and drew her down. “Come here, love.”
He lifted his head to kiss and lick her throat as she panted. The pleasure was
almost too intense as he continued to thrust inside her, his tempo growing
insistent.
    Harder, deeper, he filled her slick pussy, sliding into a
sensitive spot she’d never known existed. Sweet pressure built inside her.
Higher and higher.
    Oh, wow.
    She dropped her head to cradle Shaw’s neck and cried out as
a rushing orgasm hit her hard. Her hands burrowed into his muscular arms. Her
thighs quaked and her pussy pulsed. Waves of fire rolled through her and she took
in gasps of air, then collapsed onto his chest.
    He held her limp body and kissed her moist cheek. Somewhere
behind her, she heard Hagan depart, leaving her alone with Shaw, the man—no,
Were—with whom she’d fallen desperately in