Prologue

LILITH'S POV

"Look at me."

Nicholas's voice cut through the haze of pleasure and pain like a blade....cold steel wrapped in velvet, beautiful and deadly in equal measure.

His hand gripped my jaw with bruising force, fingers digging into my skin, forcing my head still. Making me meet those burning silver eyes that seemed to see straight through to my soul.

"I want to see your face when you break."

I couldn't look away.

Couldn't move.

Couldn't do anything except feel.

His other hand pinned both my wrists above my head, holding me completely immobile against the silk sheets while he pounded into me with brutal, relentless force. Each thrust felt like he was splitting me in half, tearing me open, claiming territory that would never belong to anyone else.

My body burned.....stretched impossibly around his thick length, every nerve ending screaming as he drove into me again and again with punishing precision.

"That's it," he growled, his eyes never leaving mine, drinking in every expression that crossed my face. "Watch what I do to you. Watch yourself fall apart on my cock."

I tried to close my eyes.

Tried to escape the intensity of his gaze, the way those silver eyes stripped me bare and exposed every vulnerable piece of me.

But his grip on my jaw tightened painfully.

"Eyes. On. Me."

It was a command I couldn't disobey.

Sebastian's mouth was on my breast, sucking hard enough to bruise, hard enough to leave marks that would last for days. His teeth grazed my sensitive nipple, scraping the peaked flesh before biting down just shy of drawing blood.

"Fuck," I gasped, my back arching involuntarily.

His massive hands gripped my ribcage, fingers spanning almost my entire torso, holding me perfectly steady while Nicholas destroyed me from below.

There was no escape. No reprieve. Just their hands and mouths and cocks owning every inch of me.

"She tastes so fucking good," Sebastian growled against my skin, his voice muffled by my flesh. Then he bit down harder, and I cried out.....a broken, desperate sound that seemed to please them all.

"That's it, little wolf," he murmured darkly. "Let us hear you. Let us hear what we do to you."

My head spun.

Too much sensation.

Too much pleasure edged with pain.

Too much everything.

Lucian sat in a chair at the foot of the bed, completely naked, his powerful body on full display. His golden eyes glowed in the dim light as he watched his brothers wreck me, watched them use my body like it belonged to them.

Because it did.

His hand stroked his thick cock slowly, leisurely, like he had all the time in the world. Like watching me get fucked into oblivion was the best entertainment he'd ever had.

"Look how well she takes it," he said, his voice rough with barely contained need. "Look at that tight little pussy swallowing Nicholas's cock. Fuck, I can't wait for my turn."

The pleasure built despite the overwhelming sensations.

Or maybe because of them.

Nicholas's brutal pace, each thrust hitting something deep inside me that made stars burst behind my eyes. Sebastian's mouth on my breast, sucking and biting until the flesh was swollen and tender. Lucian's hungry eyes watching everything, promising that when his turn came, he'd be just as merciless.

I was drowning in them.

Suffocating in the best way possible.

"She's close," Nicholas observed, his voice clinical despite the fire in his eyes. He could feel my body starting to tighten around him, my pussy clenching rhythmically as the orgasm built. "I can feel it. She's about to come."

"Make her scream," Lucian demanded, leaning forward in his chair, his hand moving faster on his cock. "I want to hear it. I want to hear her break."

Nicholas's pace increased impossibly, somehow going harder, deeper, more punishing.

I didn't think it was possible, but he proved me wrong.

His hips slammed into mine with such force that the entire bed shook, the headboard cracking against the wall with each brutal thrust.

Sebastian bit down on my nipple at the exact same moment Nicholas hit that spot inside me, and I shattered.

The orgasm ripped through me with devastating, annihilating force.

I screamed.....loud and broken and completely beyond my control. My body convulsed violently, my pussy clenching around Nicholas's thickness in wave after wave of overwhelming pleasure.

It was too much.....It was perfect and It was everything.

"Beautiful," Nicholas murmured, finally releasing my jaw to grip my hips with both hands. His fingers dug into my flesh as he chased his own release, his control finally fracturing.

He came with a guttural groan, burying himself as deep as possible and spilling hot inside me.

I felt every pulse.

Every throb.

Every drop of his seed marking me from the inside out.

The moment my orgasm started to fade, leaving me boneless and trembling, Lucian was there.

He pulled me off Nicholas's cock....cum already leaking out of me, dripping down my thighs in obscene trails.....and flipped me onto my stomach like I weighed nothing.

"My turn," he snarled, and there was nothing playful in his voice now. Just raw, feral, animalistic need.

He hauled my hips up roughly, positioned the thick head of his cock at my entrance, and slammed inside with such brutal force that I screamed into the pillows.

"Fuck yes," he groaned, his fingers digging into my hips hard enough to leave handprint-shaped bruises. "This is what I've been waiting for. This tight, perfect pussy."

He didn't give me time to adjust.

Didn't care that I was already sore and oversensitive from Nicholas.

He just fucked me like an animal.....no rhythm, no control, no mercy. Just savage, primal claiming.

Each thrust felt like he was trying to bury himself so deep inside me that we'd never separate. Like he wanted to crawl inside my skin and live there.

"She's ours," he growled to his brothers, spanking my ass hard enough to make me yelp. The sharp crack echoed through the room. "Every hole, every scream, every drop of cum. Ours."

"Ours," Nicholas and Sebastian agreed in perfect unison, their voices dark with satisfaction.

And as Lucian pounded into me with ruthless abandon, as I sobbed into the silk sheets from the overwhelming intensity, as my body betrayed me by climbing toward another impossible orgasm, I realized the truth.

I was theirs.

Completely and Irrevocably theirs.

Body, soul, and everything in between.

There was no going back from this.

No escaping what they'd made me.

No returning to the girl I'd been before they'd claimed me.

This is what it means to be claimed by the Cursed Alpha Kings.

This is what it means to belong to them.....heart, body, and soul.

This is what it means to be utterly, completely consumed by them.

This is my story.

And it began the night I walked into their estate, desperate enough to participate in the Mating Ritual, to offer my body in exchange for the gold bars they promised, never knowing that I was exactly what the three cursed kings had been searching for.

Their salvation.

Their destruction.

Their mate.

This is my story.