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Pepper turns her face toward me. I kiss her while Ezra’s mouth travels down her neck. Her scent opens.

My hand cups her breast. Her nipple firms beneath my palm, and she arches into the touch, breath catching against my lips. Ezra kisses the other breast, tongue circling until Pepper moans. The sound travels straight through me.

“Look at me,” I tell her.

Her eyes open. Wet curls frame her face. Desire has softened the grief there.

I roll her nipple between my fingers. “What do you want?”

She presses one hand over my heart and the other against Ezra’s chest. “I need to feel all of us here.”

Ezra kisses her palm. “Perfectly said.”

I lower Pepper into the nest. Ezra follows her down. She reaches for me before my knees touch the blankets, fingers curling around my arm and tugging until I lie beside her. Then she climbs over me.

Her thighs settle around my waist. Ezra stretches beside us, one hand tracing her back. She bends to kiss me. My hands close around her hips. The wet heat between her legs slides over my cock. She rocks once, and my control nearly breaks.

Ezra laughs softly near my ear. “She’s beautiful when she wrecks you.”

“Don’t encourage her.”

Pepper rocks again. “I require very little encouragement.” Her smile is small but real.

I want more of it. I grip her hips and guide her harder against me. Pepper gasps.

Ezra moves behind her. His mouth finds the curve of her shoulder while his hand reaches around to tease her nipple. Pepper braces one palm against my chest and turns enough to kiss him. They fit together in a way that makes my heart ache, his body curved around her soft curves.

Pepper breaks the kiss and looks down. Her eyes narrow. “You’re watching us like you’re trying to memorize it.”

“I am.”

“You’ll see it again.”

The certainty in her voice hurts. I slide one hand into her curls. “And every time, I’ll be this grateful.”

Pepper’s expression softens.

Ezra brushes his lips against my temple. I pull him down and kiss him over Pepper’s shoulder. She moves between us, grinding against my cock while our mouths meet. Ezra groans. Pepper’s purr joins mine. Our sounds fill the nest.

Her hand slips between our bodies and closes around me.

My hips lift into her grip. “Pepper.”

“I like when you say my name like that.”

She strokes me slowly, using her own slick to ease the glide until my cock is throbbing. Ezra’s fingers move lower, circling her clit while she works my cock. Pepper’s body jerks. Her head drops back against his shoulder.

“So good,” she breathes.

Ezra watches her face. “It’s about to get better.”

His fingers move with the confidence of a man who has already learned every sound she makes.

I sit up beneath her. Pepper gives me another slow stroke before her arms close around my shoulders. She grinds against my shaft while I kiss her breast and Ezra works her clit.

Her pulse beats against my mouth. The scent gland waits inches away. My alpha presses forward. I have an overwhelming need to bite. Claim. Keep.

I drag my mouth lower.