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Aurora remembers that she wants that.
So she kneels there, between the alpha’s legs, waiting. Waiting for the wolf to give her his c**k and his knot and his c*m. Waiting for the wolf to take her and mark her and make her his.
But that’s not what happens.
No, instead, the alpha’s fingers pull against the skin on her thighs, guiding her forward until she has to climb over the other wolf’s legs and straddle his waist again.
Her legs are spread around the alpha, and she can feel the slick dripping out of her entrance right onto the other wolf’s c**k. The alpha’s hand comes between them, and suddenly, she feels the smooth metal from the piercing against her rim. The alpha’s other hand comes up to her hip and slowly guides her down.
“Sit on my c**k, precious,” the alpha tells her
