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She danced with everyone at the reception, each of the children demanding more time from her than her mates, but she was happy to give it to them, enjoying the feeling of community and the forest floor under her feet and noticing how Luke and Dom watched her, enjoying seeing her so happy and engaged.

The sun had been down for hours when Dominic’s voice could be heard cutting through the night air. “Thank you, everyone, for making this day so very special. Because it is. Special for the three of us but also for our packs. Luke, get up here.”

Luke smiled and put down his beer, taking his place next to Dominic and collecting Abby on the way. “It’s true,” he said. “This is a special community; we’ve overcome something a lot of packs would never survive. Thank you. And most of all, I’d like to thank the woman standing here who made this all happen. Abigail, you’ve made a lot of people very happy. I only hope we can all do the same for you now and in the years to come.”

At this, she couldn’t hold back anymore, and tears began to trickle down her cheeks. They were caught by Luke’s thumb, and he then leaned down and kissed her. “Now I think it’s time for our first run,” he said.

The guests clapped, cheered, and howled as Dom and Luke took her each by the hand and led her away. There, under the full moon, they shed their clothes and their human forms, running together for the first time as mates.

As they became tired and stopped to catch their breath, Abby was surprised to see Dom shift back. She did the same, and before she could even ask when they were heading back, he was on her, his tongue parting her lips.

“Looks like someone couldn’t wait to get back home,” said Luke.

“No way,” replied Dominic, his voice low and his breathing heavy as his breath merged with hers.

Abigail once again found herself transported somewhere so unbelievably good with Dom in front of her, owning her mouth, his hard cock pressing against her belly. Luke was behind her, kissing her shoulders, his cock at her back.

This was a place she could stay forever, sandwiched between them as they took their pleasure from her and delivered even more to her body. Dom dropped to his knees, his head now at her belly as he trailed kisses down it until he landed just where she needed him.

“Oh god!” she cried as he lapped at her, his tongue teasing her clit as Luke now pulled her nipples through his fingers before also dropping to his knees behind her. She felt his mouth on the tender flesh of her buttocks, his tongue reaching further and further down where Dom was.

“Oh god, I can’t,” she cried, her legs almost buckling and giving way as they brought her closer and closer to release. She clung to Dom’s shoulders, needing the support and not knowing whether the sensations she was experiencing were so strong because of the occasion or the fact they were bonded now.

Whatever the cause, it was exquisite, and she’d never felt more alive, there amongst the trees, under the moon and with her mates at her feet, drawing pleasure from her she never knew possible.

When the orgasm came, she howled into the night, her body exploding with sensation until her legs finally gave way. “It’s okay,” said Luke, helping her down gently to the mossy floor.

She lay there cuddled into him, Dominic pressed close behind her, whispering how amazing she was into her ear. Completely enveloped in them, she’d never been happier, safer, and more satisfied.

Luke turned toward her, his mouth at hers. “The most beautiful mate in the world,” he said, twisting his body so he was facing her. She brushed his cheek with her hand, seeing the love in his eyes and smelling his desire and arousal. She hooked her leg over him, and he raised his hips allowing her to place her bottom leg underneath him.

“I want you inside me,” she said, stroking his cock. “Both of you. I love you so much.”

“We love you too,” said Dom, pressing himself against her ass and feeding himself in slowly, inch by inch as Luke did the same.

They lay there writhing, a tangle of bodies, of arms and legs, completely joined as one. The way they filled her made her feel complete, their lengths stroking every sensitive inch of her.

This was it.

It was her, Luke, Dominic… and this.