CHAPTER Forty-One

  Bo

  My cock felt like it was about to split open with how rock hard I was. Amanda's pussy was spread wide, taking both the dildo and Zale, and my alpha wasn't holding back with her.

  Instead of crying out in pain she writhed beneath him. Her hands looped around his neck and lifted her body to meet him thrust for thrust.

  "Fuck," Zale grunted.

  Who was I hornier for? I wanted Amanda's ass, even stretched wide by the massive dildo it didn't make my desire for her any less. Through the bond her arousal surged through me. But hers wasn't the only hole I wanted to fill. I didn't get to top Zale too often, but I'd be willing to if I had the chance tonight. I'd nearly died on my little venture.

  "More," Amanda pleaded.