CHAPTER THREE: THE MOON CLAIM 🐺🌙

LYRA

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Four men stood in the chamber when I pushed the door open.

They were already hard. Thick cocks stood proud against their bellies, flushed and leaking, the smell of hot-blooded males slamming into me on top of the flower still burning through my veins. Sweat shone on their chests. The moon poured through a glass ceiling and laid a white path straight down the middle of the massive bed.

“Welcome, Luna,” one of them said. “The Alpha will be with you soon.”

I almost laughed. “Another welcome?”

The door closed behind me. I stood there for a moment, staring at it, with the sinking feeling that I wasn't walking back out the way I came.

“Get on the bed.”

The command hit like a hand between my legs. I walked to the mattress, climbed on, and lay back under the glass. Moonlight painted my oiled skin silver. I stared up at it while they closed in, four bodies forming a circle around the bed, heat rolling off them in waves. My pussy throbbed so hard it hurt. I stared at their cocks and licked my lip, already imagining how it would feel to sink down on one of them.

“Won’t the Alpha be here anytime soon?”

“Be patient, Luna.”

I rubbed my foot like it was cramped. One of them stepped in, concern pulling his brows together. He bent to check, and his cock dragged hot and wet across my toes. He caught my lower lip between his teeth, a quick, claiming bite, then let go and stepped back as if he’d remembered his place.

Even the males here were a sight to behold. Goddess, rail me now. Take me, I screamed in my head.

Then the far door swung open.

The Alpha King was exactly what I had imagined. He was fully dressed, with dark hair that looked slightly tousled and silver eyes that caught the moonlight as he stepped into the room. His broad shoulders nearly filled the doorway.

He walked toward the bed and stopped, his eyes moved slowly over my body.

He didn't touch me nor did he say a word.

My cunt clenched around nothing. Slick ran down the crack of my ass onto the sheets. They were all just watching. Four hard cocks and one clothed Alpha and me dripping under glass like an offering no one wanted take.

I got tired of it. My body felt hot, and I needed something to cool me the fuck down.

I sat up, swung my legs over the edge of the bed, and walked toward him. My fingers curled into the front of his shirt, then slowly trailed down his chest, over the hard line of his stomach, and lower—until my palm pressed against the thick, obvious bulge straining his trousers.

I looked up at him, my heart pounding.

“Please,” I whispered. “Let’s start the ritual. I want this.”

His silver eyes dropped to my mouth. “I don’t know how to. Teach me.”

I couldn't believe him. How dare an Alpha stand there, hard beneath his clothes, and pretend he didn't know how to please a woman?

I grabbed him with both hands and shoved him onto the bed. He hit the mattress on his back. I climbed after him, ripped his shirt open, and dragged his trousers down just far enough. His cock sprang free, thick and already wet at the tip. I did not ask again. I straddled his hips, lined him up, and sank down in one long, greedy slide until he filled me to the root.

“Fuck…” The sound tore out of me as he groaned in response.

I rode him hard. Palms on his chest, ass slapping down, I used him the way I had used Rhada’s tits: selfishly grinding my clit against the base of him every time I dropped. They were all watching, and it pleased me even more. My pussy made filthy wet sounds around him. I bounced until my tits shook and my thighs burned and the first orgasm ripped through me so fast I bit my own lip to keep me from screaming the whole place down.

He let me take it. Then his hands clamped on my hips, and the lesson ended.

He flipped us hard. My back slammed into the sheets. He shoved all the way in and just stayed there a second, eyes locked on mine, then he started fucking me like he was angry. Deep, mean strokes that beat the hell out of my cunt. Every thrust knocked the air right out of me and made the bed creak. I locked my legs high around his waist. He folded me almost in half and kept slamming that swollen spot until I was digging my nails into his shoulders and babbling nonsense.

“Alpha…D-Darius, harder—”

The moon brightened. Light poured through the glass like the Goddess herself had leaned closer to watch. I guess she was horny too. He snarled, dropped his mouth to the side of my throat, and bit.

The claiming mark tore through me, sending pleasure surging through every nerve. It increased tenfold as the bond sank deeper, lighting up my entire body at once.

I came so hard my vision went white, cunt locking down on his cock, slick gushing around him. He licked the wound possessively, and the lick sent another shock through the mark.

Tears of pleasure rolled down my cheeks as he lifted his head, his mouth stained red.

“This is just the beginning, Lyra. Consider this a gift for going easy on you. Do you want more, mate?”

I could barely speak. I nodded, craving another taste. I didn't want him to stop now.

He looked at his warriors.

They moved in. Two of them caught my legs and held them wide and high. The first beta took his place between my thighs and shoved in with a groan. He fucked me in long, hard strokes, hands on the backs of my knees, while Darius watched with those eyes and a hand around his own slick cock.

“Our Alpha’s whore tastes so good.”

When the first one pulled out, the second took me from behind. They rolled me onto my side, one leg hooked over a shoulder, and he slammed in at an angle that made me see stars.

“Look at her being fucked like a doll. Take it, Luna.”

The third put me on my hands and knees and mounted me like a wolf, chest to my back, as he fucking me without mercy. The fourth flipped me onto my back once more and fucked me slow and deep, forehead against mine, until I was shaking.

Then two of them lined up at once.

I felt the stretch before I understood it. One cock already buried, the second pushing in beside it, both of them forcing my pussy to take more than it had ever taken.

I screamed so loud but they didn't stop working together, giving me short brutal thrusts, filling me until I thought I would split, and the pleasure was so overwhelming.

“Beg us to let you go. Go on—beg.”

“Please" I panted "don’t let me go—”

“Stubborn,” Darius said behind them, and they kept torturing her pussy.

Another cock pushed past my lips. I opened for it, gagging when he hit the back of my throat, drool running down my chin. The last one stood over my chest and slapped his wet cock against my tits, the heavy meat striking my nipples, smearing precum across the oiled swell of my breasts.

I moaned so loud the walls seemed to shake.

They used me until my voice broke. Then the Alpha pulled them off.

He hooked my knees over his elbows, and drove back into the sloppy, stretched mess they had made of me. He fucked me like he was finishing a hunt. The knot started to swell at the base of his cock, catching on my rim with every thrust, bigger, tighter, until he shoved once more and locked.

The knot popped into place.

He flooded me. Pulse after pulse of hot seed pumping straight against my womb while the knot held us together. I felt every spurt. I felt myself stretch around the lock. I came again, weaker this time, a broken flutter, eyes already going drowsy.

He stayed inside until the knot eased enough to pull free. Seed spilled out of me in a thick rush and soaked the sheets. I could not lift my head. My mark throbbed in time with my pulse. My thighs were wet and shaking.

Darius looked down at me, silver eyes darker now. “Rest now. I think I like you, my mate.” His palm slapped my breasts. “Good show.”

He straightened, still half-hard, still dressed in the ruins of his shirt.

“Rest. Next, we go to the Moon Temple. Call the Omegas,” he instructed one of the men.

I stared at him through half-lidded eyes, claimed, knotted, dripping, and too wrecked to do anything but breathe.