LOGINThalassa's POV
Thinking about it now, I think the Twins would be the best bet to get back to Lucien.
I knew how much he hated them because he desperately wanted to be them. Rich, powerful, handsome and infamous—they were practically living his dream life.
And now.. that the BlueMoon Pack is a rival—Alpha Sebastian had been worried that they were going to claim the Silverhart Pack goldmines—no one would see this coming at all.
The Twins stare at me for a long moment—as if they couldn't hear me at first—but then when the words settled in their eyes narrowed in disbelief.
“What did you say?“ Kieran asked, his voice was deep but barely audible.
I swallowed hard, and said the words again —louder and clearer, “My husband is cheating on me with my sister and as a rebel against him, I want you to fuck me.“
Their lips curled into a devilish smirk. “Did you think you can handle us both?“ Kael asked.
My brows furrowed and a strange warmth spread through my cunt at the ridiculous thoughts. Both of them? Of course, I have heard tales about how they shared one she-wolves and I'd be lying if I said I haven't been attracted to them before or wished I was one of the ladies I had caught them fucking before in the locker room.
“Why not?“ I said, my voice dripping with newfound confidence even though I knew I was clearly inexperienced when it came to sex.
Lucien and I, led a very boring sexual life. For instance, I have never taken his cock in my mouth like Talia did yesterday. Since he said, I should learn—maybe there was no better tutors than these playboy Alphas.
Kieran nodded and then leaned forward, his breath warm against mine as he whispered, “I thought you'd never talk with those arousal leaking between your thighs.“
I gasped from the shivers sent down my spine. So, they already knew about my arousal? Interesting, but I wasn't surprised though. Powerful Alphas like them had heightened senses.
“Now that I have spoken… please give me what I want.“
“Sure.“ Kieran pressed his lips to my neck and sucked me in, then my chin, collarbone.
“We would help you get back to that asshole.“ Kael's voice was hard as if this rebel was now personal to him. Then he also pressed a kiss to my cleavage and sucked my flesh.
My breath practically seized. My brain froze. My chest cracked open as shockwaves coursed through my body. I threw my head up and cry out in pleasure.
Fuck.. just a kiss and I was already dripping this much; I could feel the crotch of my lace panties clinging to my pussy lips like a second skin.
Kael's fingers reached between my thighs and he yanked my legs apart. His fingers grabbed the band of my panties and dragged it down—the sounds of the fabric ripping apart echoed through the room.
Kieran fingers brushed my lips and my thighs trembled violently. “Fuck, Thal…” he growled against my flesh. “Fucking so wet when we haven't even touched you yet.“ He circled lazily around my clit with his nail.
Thal?
I love the nickname.
“Ahh,” I moaned, my hand grabbing a handful of their hairs and pulled them closer to me because I wanted more of this overwhelming pleasure.
I tried to clasp my thighs together—to stop the torture but Kael struck my thighs. Hard. “Stay put or else we'd tie you up and keep for cunt open until tomorrow morning,” he threatened.
And I tried to stay put. Though, I never stopped whimpering.
Then he pushed two middle fingers inside me.
My pussy welcomed it—tightening around it perfectly like it has been starved and waiting for it all day.
“Ah….“ I cried out. Not a girly or cute one. One that is scary—that signified that I was being ruined by my bullies. One that made my body shook violently.
“Fuck, Thal,” a animalistic growl tore out of Kael's throat. “Fucking tight pussy, huh?“ He slide all the way in—then all the way out in a fast punishable pace, his base was grazing my clit as if he was trying to prove a point—as if he was trying to punish me for all the years I had denied the pull between us.
Keiran began to rub around my clit in slow pace—searching for my sensitive spot and when he found it, he stayed right on it.
“Fuck Kieran,” I growled, my toes curled so much that it almost seemed like my nails were going to snap off. “Please…”
The reason I'm begging them? I don't fucking know.
Should they continue or stop?
I have never ever felt this kind of pleasure with Lucien before. He has never fingered me.
But damn… these men though, how could they play around my pussy like it was their favourite instrument without disrupting one another?
Kieran stopped sucking my neck and began to lick my ears. “Tell us how much you love this?“ He whispered.
I. Love. This. So. Much—but then.. I couldn't speak. Not with the way I could feel Kael's fingers deep in my throat. Not with the way Kieran's voice is stroking my nipples.
“Answer him, Thal,” Kieran snapped, his patience wearing thin. “Or do you want us to stop?“
Stop?
That would be more cruel than what my husband and sister did to me.
I nodded so frantically that it seemed like my head was going to snap off my neck. “I—love—it—so—much.“ My voice is no longer mine. “Please. Don't. Stoppppppppp.“ My fingers tightened around their hair and I feared that they might go bald.
“Good….“ Kieran pulled in and out… “girl.“ In and out again. The sliding in and out of my wet pussy was making some obscene sound that echoed through the room.
My body locked up. My stomach flipped upside down. My breathing turned ragged. Sweat dripped down my forehead in the fully air-conditioned room.
“I—swear—I'm going to cummmmmmm,” I screamed, my body arched off the leather seat and I threw my head up, and I swear I could see fairies.
I was no longer of this world and internally, I placed a curse on my husband. Lucien, I loathe you. The Goddess herself would punish you for all the pleasures you denied me for three years.
They both increased their pace now, assaulting my cunt and I screamed out in a mix of pain and pleasure. “Now… cum for us.“
And who am I not to obey?
I cum. Hard enough to make my eyes blurry with tears. Not of pain. But of profound happiness. Of relief.
Thick, hot squirt shot out of my hole into their fingers.
They were still fucking me through my release—and only pulled out their fingers moments later.
My hands weakened around their hairs and I collapsed back on the seat, my breathing slowed.
Kieran raised his coated fingers to his lips and dipped into his mouth. “Fuck, Thal,” he snarled, squeezing his eyes closed. “Why so delicious? What did we do to deserve such a milky ecstasy?“
My eyes widened in shock. They also licked cum like Thalia did? I had thought it wasn't normal.
Is it really as delicious as he complimented?
Kael noticed and smirked. “You seem like your husband hasn't tasted you before?“ He also licked his fingers clean.
“Yes, he hasn't,” I replied.
“Oh.. poor woman,” he pouted sadly. “You must have been sex starved a lot.“
“Can I have a taste?“ I asked, curious.
“Sure.“ Kael swiped his fingers on my cunt and held it up to my mouth. “Taste just how amazing you are.“
I wrapped my hands around his wrist, parted my lips opened. At the first swipe, it tasted bland and funny, but when I swallowed it... it was delicious and exciting. I wanted more!
I licked his fingers hungrily and he moaned out, throwing his head up. “Your mouth.. though. I can't wait to have it wrapped around my cock.“
I nodded, my wolf jumped in excitement.
Then Kieran leaned forward. “Drive faster to the suite, Raymond.“
Before I could fully process what was happening, a sharp pain exploded through the side of my stomach.I gasped, my body jerking in shock.My eyes dropped slowly, and that was when I saw it.A knife.Sticking out of my side.My heart stuttered violently against my chest as panic rushed through me. I turned my head weakly and saw the girl standing there, her hand still gripping the handle. Her face was twisted with rage and satisfaction.I tried to pull the knife out, my hands shaking, but it wouldn’t move.Silver.The realization hit me hard. That was why it hurt so badly. That was why my body felt like it was shutting down.Cynthia screamed when she saw it. “Oh my God!” she cried, rushing toward me in panic.My legs gave out, and I collapsed onto the ground, the world spinning around me. My breathing became heavy and uneven, each breath harder than the last. The girl stepped closer, lifting the knife again, her eyes wild.“I told you,” she hissed. “I told you I was going to finish yo
Seeing the letter made me flinch at first, my heart jumping slightly. But that fear didn’t last long. Almost immediately, it was replaced with anger. Pure disgust.“What the fuck?” I muttered.What did she even want with them?I didn’t want the twins. I didn’t need them. They were all hers if she wanted them so badly. And who even sent this letter? How did they get into my room? The questions made my head ache.My fingers tightened around the paper until it crumpled. I walked to the window, shoved it open, and threw the letter out without a second thought.Bullshit.Who gives a fuck about them anyway? Who cares? I didn’t want them. I didn’t want their attention, their games, or their drama. If anything, I wanted distance—complete distance.I clenched my jaw, anger bubbling inside me. I wished I could see her face-to-face, just once, so I could tell her clearly: Girl, I don’t need your men. I don’t want them. I don’t want to see them. I don’t care about them. They were shady, dangerous
Then the game started again.As if nothing had happened.As if a girl hadn’t just been shot right in front of us.The bottle spun once more, clinking softly against the table, and people began answering again. This time, everyone told the truth. No lies. No hesitation. Fear had done its job. The rules were clear now—one mistake, one lie, and you were dead.For a moment, it almost felt… calm. Too calm.My heart, however, refused to slow down. I stayed alert, my senses sharp, constantly watching Cynthia from the corner of my eye. She was quiet, her body stiff, her face pale. She was still processing everything, still trapped in shock.Then the bottle stopped.It landed on Cynthia.My breath caught in my throat.Before the beta could even speak, a man I had never seen before suddenly raised his voice. “I want to ask her,” he said eagerly.My stomach dropped.Cynthia panicked instantly. I felt it through the way her body tensed beside me. Without thinking, I reached for her hand and squee
I muttered the words without thinking. The moment they left my mouth, I felt it.Cynthia’s eyes lifted to mine.They were wide, filled with confusion, and in that instant, my heart dropped. I knew I had messed up. Badly. She didn’t know anything about my divorce. She didn’t know about the mess my life had become, or how everything had fallen apart so quietly. I had planned to tell her—eventually. When the time was right. When I had the courage.But now she was hearing it this way.In the middle of a stupid game.Her gaze stayed on me for a few seconds longer, shock and confusion tangled together, before she slowly looked away. That hurt more than I expected. She didn’t say anything. She didn’t even glance at me again.I wanted to explain. I really did. I wanted to tell her that I wasn’t hiding it because I didn’t trust her, but because I was scared. Scared of pity. Scared of judgment. Scared of reopening wounds I had barely managed to close.But she didn’t give me the chance.My eyes
Then I felt it clearly—Cynthia’s heartbeat.It was beating heavily.Too fast.It thudded wildly against her chest, so loud that for a moment I swore I could actually hear it. Her hand was cold in mine, slightly damp with sweat, and her fingers trembled as she held on to me like I was the only solid thing left in the room.I squeezed her fingers gently.Not because I was brave.But because she needed it.“It’s okay,” I whispered softly, even though it wasn’t. Even though I was lying through my teeth.She leaned closer to me, her shoulder brushing mine. Her breathing was shallow and uneven, like she was afraid that if she breathed too deeply, something terrible would happen. I could feel her fear soaking into me, mixing with my own.Then—The beta clapped his hands once.The sound was sharp and sudden, slicing through the room and making several people jump.“Now,” he said calmly, his voice echoing slightly, “we’ll go around the circle. One by one.”My stomach twisted painfully.“You’ll
All eyes turned toward Cynthia.The sharp sound of the shattered glass had pulled everyone’s attention to us, and for a second, it felt like the entire room was holding its breath. My heart slammed painfully against my chest as I felt the weight of dozens of gazes pressing down on us.I forced a smile.A fake one.One that didn’t reach my eyes.“It was a mistake,” I said calmly, even though my insides were burning with fear.The room relaxed almost immediately. Conversations resumed. Some people laughed it off. Others turned back to their drinks like nothing had happened.Just like that.Life continued.I exhaled slowly and leaned closer to Cynthia.“Calm down,” I whispered harshly. “Getting scared won’t get us out of here. It will only make things worse.”She swallowed hard, her hands trembling slightly.“We just need to plan how to survive,” I continued quietly. “That’s all that matters now.”Her breathing was uneven.“And if we had left earlier when I told you to,” I added, unable







