LOGINLucian’s knot stayed locked inside me for what felt like forever. Every small shift sent another pulse of cum deeper. My body kept fluttering around him, oversensitive and greedy.When the swelling finally eased enough for him to pull free, a thick rush of his release spilled down my thighs. I barely had time to miss the stretch before Vance was there, flipping me onto my hands and knees.He pushed in hard, burying himself to the root in one thrust. “Our turn.”Kade moved in front of me and fed his cock back between my lips. Rhys settled beside the bed, stroking himself slowly while he watched.Vance fucked me deep and relentless, each thrust forcing me forward onto Kade. The wet sounds of it filled the room. My arms shook. My wolf was singing under my skin, desperate for more than just their cocks.“Bite me,” I whispered around Kade. The words came out broken. “Please—claim me.”Vance’s rhythm stuttered. Lucian’s hand slid into my hair, tilting my head to the side and exposing the si
Lucian’s fingers slid through my slick folds like he already owned them. One slow stroke from entrance to clit, and my hips jerked hard against his hand.“Fuck,” he muttered. “Soaked.”Kade moved onto the bed beside me, grabbing my chin and turning my face toward him. His mouth crashed against mine, rough and open, tongue pushing past my lips while Lucian pushed two thick fingers inside me without warning. I moaned into Kade’s mouth, the sound swallowed as he kissed me deeper.Rhys climbed onto the other side, yanked the strap of my tank top down, and closed his mouth over my breast. His tongue flicked hard over my nipple before he sucked, teeth grazing just enough to make me gasp.Vance stayed at the foot of the bed, watching. His eyes were darker than the others, almost black with hunger. He didn’t touch me yet. Just stared while his brothers worked me open.Lucian curled his fingers and pressed against that spot that made my thighs shake. “You’ve been dripping for us for days. Ever
I never thought the night my mother remarried would end with me locked in a guest room, soaked between my thighs and fighting the urge to open the door.The wedding had been perfect. White flowers, soft music, my new stepfather smiling like he’d finally found something good. I smiled through it too, even when the four of them watched me.My stepbrothers.Lucian. Kade. Rhys. Vance.Four alphas. Same blood, same pack, same cold silver eyes that had followed me from the moment I stepped into their house three months ago. They never touched me. Never spoke more than necessary. Just watched. Like they were waiting for something.Tonight the waiting ended.I kicked the sheets off my legs. The air conditioning did nothing against the heat crawling under my skin. My wolf was restless, pacing, whimpering. She kept pushing the same word against the inside of my skull.Mate.I pressed my thighs together and bit my lip hard enough to taste blood. “Stop it,” I whispered to her. “They’re not ours.
I walked back into my house on Sunday evening with my father-in-law’s cum still a ghost between my legs and the black card burning a hole in the bottom of my purse.My husband was in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, stirring something that smelled like the lemon chicken he always made when he felt guilty. He looked up when I stepped inside, smiled the same careful, affectionate smile he’d worn for three years, and came over to kiss my cheek.“Missed you,” he said. “How’s your sister?”I let him kiss me.I even kissed him back.All I could taste was the memory of his brothers’ cocks and the way his father’s hand had felt around my throat.“She’s fine,” I answered. My voice sounded almost normal. “Tired from the drive.”We ate dinner like nothing had changed. He talked about work, about a partner who was causing problems, about how much he appreciated me. I nodded in the right places. I smiled when I was supposed to. Under the table my thighs were pressed together, still tender, still ac
They didn’t let me leave when the first round ended.I sat on the edge of the platform on trembling legs while they cleaned me with warm, damp cloths—almost gentle, almost careful—only to start touching me again the second my skin was rinsed clean. My father-in-law’s hand stayed possessive on the back of my neck. Marcus stood between my thighs, two fingers idly stroking through the mess of cum and arousal still leaking out of me. Tyler and Daniel watched with dark, satisfied eyes, already stroking themselves back to hardness.“We’re not done with you,” my father-in-law said simply. “Not even close.”He kissed me then—slow, deep, claiming—while Marcus pushed three fingers inside my cunt and curled them. I moaned into the older man’s mouth, hating how easily my body opened for them again. The live-feed light still glowed green in the corner. Somewhere, strangers were watching my husband’s bloodline pass me around like a shared toy.They moved me to the large bed in the corner of the roo
The second my father-in-law bottomed out inside me, the last scrap of denial burned away.This was real.These were them.He didn’t give me time to process. He simply gripped my thighs, spread me wider, and started fucking me in deep, measured strokes that forced the air from my lungs. Every thrust dragged against that sensitive front wall until my vision blurred.“Still so tight,” he muttered, almost conversational. “My son never did know what to do with a cunt like this.”One of the older brothers—Marcus, the one who always brought expensive wine to holiday dinners—leaned over and spat on my clit, then rubbed it in with two rough fingers. “She’s dripping, Dad. Look at that. Married to our little brother for three years and still this greedy.”The youngest, Tyler, was still by my head. He guided his cock back to my mouth and pushed in before I could answer. The taste of my own arousal mixed with his skin. He held my jaw and fucked my throat in short, controlled thrusts, eyes half-lid
Lila stumbled back into the venue, rain-soaked and trembling. The thin yellow sundress clung to her curvy body like a second skin, outlining every heavy swell of her breasts and the flare of her wide hips. The vibrator inside her virgin pussy buzzed mercilessly, intensifying with every step she too
Lila woke up with a gasp, her body still humming from the shameful secret she had committed in the kitchen the night before. Sunlight filtered through her curtains, but the pink vibrator hidden under her pillow felt like it was burning a hole through her thoughts.Her phone buzzed on the nightstand
The heavy click of the front door locking echoed through the massive mansion like a gunshot in the silence.Lila stood frozen in the kitchen, her heart hammering so violently she could feel it in her throat. Damien was gone. Really gone. The house felt emptier than ever, yet somehow more dangerous.
Lila lay in Damien’s arms for only a few blissful, terrifying seconds before reality crashed over her like ice water. What have I done?The taste of her own arousal still lingered on her lips from his kiss. Her thighs were sticky, her pussy still throbbing from the most intense pleasure she had eve







