“Pups.” The alpha agreed. Walking over to palm the back of my head meaningfully.
“She’ll bear some. Soon.” Hunter vowed.
“Good.” Draven nodded. “She stays here. She’s mated. She bears pups. It is my law. Then it is revealed at Declarations who’s been claimed.”
But I knew he wasn’t saying it for their benefit anymore. It’s for mine.
If I run, I’ll have defied his laws.
That’s challenging him. Not a hill I was ready to die on.
“We’ll be there.” Vanquish said.
Hunter and Racer nodded in agreement.
“Good.” Draven said. “Teach the she-wolf to obey before the Moon or you will kill her.” He muttered over his shoulder as he exited.
***
Vanquish’s furious gaze levelled on me.
And I knew there was going to be hell to pay for threatening to bolt.
Hunter’s ministrations were distracting me from them discussing all they wanted to do to me.“Long as I get her pretty tits.” He popped up from my lower lips to laughingly say.“And I get that tight little ass.” Racer rumbled. His eagerness deepening his voice with lust.“Oh yeah,” Hunter paused as I rubbed against his nose and chin eagerly.“I brought this.” He lifted a small bit of black plastic.“Good idea.” Racer remarked. “That’ll help me for tomorrow.”I yelled and threw my head back, jutting against Hunter’s face as my back spasmed. Heating my core with pleasure.“Mmm.” Hunter murmured as he licked every sweet drop slipping from me. “Van, you didn’t say how sweet she tastes.”“Because I wanted it for myself. I’m hard as a stone just thinking of it.”“Yeah, well I’m n
The other two gripped my shoulders. Keeping me utterly still.“Don’t move.” Vanquish warned. “It’s Hunter’s turn.”But I tossed my shoulders, fighting their wrenching grip.I heard Hunter spit and was terrified. Then I felt something probing between my buttocks. Something cold and hard.Not a cock. Not the bit of warm flesh I’d had in my mouth more than once.This was something different.Something even more unrelenting.“Stop! What is that!” I arched up. Afraid of what I didn’t know.“It’s to help you.” Hunter said.“Calm down.” Vanquish added. His voice somehow strangely soothing.I felt him lodge it firmly inside me. Stretching parts of me very unaccustomed to something residing in. My ass parted and made a path for the bit of hard plastic to fill my channel.“Ouch.” I arched back
“Wake up.” I was hauled off my bed by an incredibly angry looking Vanquish. “What are you wearing?”He looked at me askance. Eying the giant scrap of beige cloth draped so loosely over me that it reached to my knees and rolled up to mid-thigh as he drug me.“A tunic.” I squawked. Waking enough to lurch onto my elbows and try and keep it over the parts of me I still wished to conceal.“It’s huge on you. It looks like one of mine.” Vanquish frowned.It probably was. They’d torn and tossed enough of my clothes I had truly little left and was taking what I could find in my hut.“Is that my tunic?” He eyed it.Yes.“What do you want Vanquish?” Glancing outside, I saw it was still dark. I couldn’t keep the contempt out of my voice. “It’s too early for you to be checking to see if I followed orders.”He mus
“Don’t, Vanquish.” He sat up to untuck my arms and flatten them to my sides. Hungrily taking in the sight of my breasts.“Call me, Van. Everyone else does.” His eyes roved the shape of my breasts and the color and shape of my small nipples which hardened under his gaze. Feeling like he was touching me already.I memorized a knothole on the wall instead of responding to him. Knowing that between my thighs was already dampening with my heat. Making me slick for him.And knowing he could smell it.His telltale sniff in the air and then the yellowing of his eyes as they fell back on me told me that he’d just caught the whiff.Damn my female scent.He studied my face before tilting his head and softly querying. “Why do you always look away from me?”I gave him a pained expression. “Because you’re usually hurting me or trying to make me miserable.”***
He hissed, his body vibrating as he held his tenuous control. “Eh, shit. You’re sucking me back in. Drawing me deep”My body was pulling at him. Trying to tug him in further.“Fuck!” He swore. “I’m going to lose control, Vanna Rae!”“What does that mean?”“It means grip the blankets. Pinch me in your thighs. Do whatever you must but don’t scream or the other two will come charging in to have at you before you’re properly heated.”Heated?With another swear, his control splintered. He drove into me hard. His ass flexing and I arched up as he pressed at, then through my furthest entrance.His long strokes slipping in and out, in and out. Riding into my slickness. He was pounding harder. Sinking deeper.I opened my mouth because a scream was building. I wasn’t sure if it was pleasure or pain. Or both?“No.&rdquo
He pushed my face into my bedding to silence my objections. “Shh. Shh. You’re going to call them in before I’ve opened you for them.”“I don’t want opened.” I whimpered.I don’t want to hurt. I’m still sore from things they’ve done over the last few days! I grimaced as I thought it.“Yes, you do. An unopened woman can tear. And that will hurt you. Possibly permanently. I’m not going to allow that.”“Why not? You’ve allowed everything else.” I said waspishly. The bit of fire in my soul rising to the surface.He frowned chidingly at me. “We’ve behaved like dogs in rut, yes. But we don’t want to actually harm you.”“You have been hurting me!”“It’s different. It’s part of the mating process. Part of us trying to temper our need for this night so we don’t des
"Would you hurt me?""Have I yet?" He asked.I thought about it carefully. Things he'd done had hurt my body."Tell me what you are thinking." He slid out of me.Making me moan in pain from the aching of my body. I clutched the bedding and tried not to move until the cramping inside me subsided.He rolled off the bed and landed smoothly on his feet. Stepping into his breeches, he tugged them up his legs and buttoned his pants. Sweeping up his shirt and holding it in a clenched fist."You have hurt my body.""Yes, I suppose I have. It was not my intent.""What was?""To stem the physical pain to come. I know I have better control then my brothers. The Mating Moon is already rising, and they will be far more overzealous in their hunger. Especially for you.""Why me, Vanquish? Why not one of the other breedables?""We fancy you. We take care of you. We care for you.""You do?""
"What do you want, Rabbit?" His green eyes levelled on me in that way that felt like they were cutting through me. "Do you want my mark?"He made it sound horrifyingly intimate.I couldn’t think of a single time that Vanquish had ever asked me for anything. He was always the terrifying presence commanding me. Dictating my movements. Forcing me to leave my hut, to eat, to socialize. The one insistent on knowing my every thought."Wh-what d-does that m-mean?" I stuttered out. Thinking I knew what it meant, but even more desperate to know for certain.I barely remember who I am.Do I even fully understand any more, what it really means to be mated? I’d heard all the terrifying things the she-wolves spoke of.Being killed during mating or marking. And some of the brutality of their mates under the Mating Moon.But I also knew it meant other things. It means never being hungry. Never wond