chapter 5

Ariana pov

The bedroom door clicked shut behind them as they returned, the sound felt final, like a lock snapping into place on the rest of the world.

Kade didn’t give me time to second-guess. His mouth crashed against mine the second the latch caught, hard and claiming, tongue sweeping in like he was starving for the taste of me again. I stumbled backward under the force of it until my calves hit the edge of their massive bed. Kane was already there, hands on my hips, yanking my shirt over my head in one rough pull while Kade devoured my mouth.

My bra hit the floor next. Kade’s palms covered my breasts immediately, thumbs flicking over already-tight nipples until I gasped into his kiss. Kane’s fingers worked the button of my jeans open, shoving denim and panties down together. I stepped out of them on shaky legs, naked between them while they were still mostly dressed.

Kade broke the kiss only long enough to rip his own shirt off. The sight of him made my core clench. Kane followed suit, slower, more deliberate, letting me watch every inch of skin he revealed. When his jeans dropped, both cocks stood heavy and thick, already leaking at the tips.

“On the bed,” Kade ordered, voice gravel-rough. “Hands and knees. Ass up.”

I obeyed without thinking, crawling onto the black silk sheets. The mattress dipped as they joined me. Kane moved behind, palms spreading my cheeks wide while Kade knelt in front, fisting his cock and tapping the swollen head against my lips.

“Open,” he said.

I did. He slid inside slowly at first, letting me feel every thick inch stretch my mouth until my lips sealed tight around him. The salty taste of pre-cum coated my tongue. I moaned around the fullness, and the vibration pulled a low curse from his throat.

Behind me, Kane dragged the blunt head of his cock through my folds, coating himself in the slick already dripping down my thighs. “So fucking soaked already,” he muttered. “You were thinking about this the whole drive here, weren’t you?”

I couldn’t answer with Kade filling my mouth, but my hips rocked back instinctively. That was answer enough.

Kane thrust in with one brutal stroke, burying himself balls-deep. The sudden stretch made me cry out around Kade’s length, the sound muffled and wet. They didn’t pause. Kane set a punishing rhythm immediately—long, hard strokes that slapped skin against skin and forced my body forward onto Kade’s cock with every snap of his hips.

Kade gripped my hair, guiding my head, fucking my throat in counterpoint. “That’s it. Take us both. Let us use you.”

Saliva dripped from the corners of my mouth, slicking down my chin. My arms trembled, but Kane’s hands on my hips kept me upright, kept me exactly where they wanted me. Pleasure coiled fast and vicious in my belly. I was already close—embarrassingly close—and they hadn’t even touched my clit yet.

Kane felt it. His hand slid around, fingers finding my swollen nub and rubbing tight, merciless circles. “Come,” he snarled. “Come on my cock right now or I’ll spank this pussy until you do.”

The threat tipped me over. My orgasm hit like a freight train, my walls clamping down so hard Kane groaned like he’d been punched. I convulsed between them, muffled screams vibrating around Kade’s shaft. He swore viciously and thrust deeper, holding my head still while he came down my throat in thick, hot pulses. I swallowed reflexively, greedy for every drop.

They pulled out at the same time, leaving me gasping, empty, dripping. But there was no break. Kade flipped me onto my back, hooked my legs over his shoulders.

His eyes pierced into mine, his gaze burning with a hunger that made my heart race. He gripped my hips, his fingers sinking into my soft flesh as he notched the broad head of his cock against my dripping opening. I could feel the heat of him, the thick vein pulsing with desire.

Behind him, Kane loomed, stroking his own impressive length as he watched, his eyes dark and intent. "Beg for it," Kade commanded, his voice a low, guttural growl. "Beg us to fill you, to fuck you until you can't remember anything but the feeling of our cocks splitting you open."

I was trembling, my skin flushed and feverish, every nerve ending alight with want. I looked up at them, these two gorgeous specimens of raw male power, and I knew I would die happy if I could just have this one moment, this one chance to be filled and used and cherished by them. "Please," I whimpered, my voice breaking as I stared up at them with desperate, needy eyes.

"Please fuck me. Fill me up with your big, thick cocks. I want to feel you inside me, stretching me, claiming me. I want you to fuck me so hard that I forget everything but the feeling of you pounding into me."

My words seemed to drive them into a lustful frenzy. With a roar, Kade surged forward, burying his thick cock deep inside my dripping cunt in one hard, powerful thrust. I cried out, my back bowing off the bed, my nails digging into his shoulders as he split me open on his shaft. He was so big, filling me completely until I could feel every throbbing inch of him pulsing inside me. Behind him, Kane cursed, his hand moving faster over his own cock as he watched his brother claim me.

"Fuck, she's so tight," Kade groaned, his hips setting a relentless pace as he began to fuck into me, his strokes deep and hard and aimed to push me into the mattress. The bed creaked with the force of his thrusts, the headboard

Kade and Kane took turns fucking me for two days straight, with only brief breaks in between. They used me in every room of the sprawling pack house - on the kitchen counters, bent over the back of the living room sofa, even once in the grand entryway where anyone could have walked in and seen them pounding into me.

Sometimes they would both fuck me at the same time, one in my pussy and the other in my ass or mouth. Other times, they would take turns, one brother fucking me until I was a quivering, drooling mess, only to be replaced by the other, ready to bring me to another shattering climax.

They fed me and let me sleep in short bursts, but the rest of the time, they were on me, in me, fucking me with a single-minded intensity that left me breathless and aching and desperate for more.

On the second night, as I lay sandwiched between them in their massive bed, my body slick with sweat and cum, I couldn't help but wonder how I had survived the last two days. My muscles ached, my throat was sore from screaming, and I knew I would be walking funny for days to come. But somehow, I felt more alive than I ever had in my life.

Kade and Kane seemed just as insatiable, their stamina and hunger showing no signs of abating. Even now, as I drifted in the hazy space between sleep and wakefulness, I could feel their hard cocks pressing against my skin, ready and eager for more.

"I don't think I can take anymore," I whispered, my voice hoarse and ragged. "You've fucked me stupid."

"That's the point," Kane murmured, his hand sliding down to cup my breast, fingers plucking at the sensitive nipple until I arched into his touch with a soft moan. "We want to fuck you so full of our cum that you'll be dripping for days. We want to ruin you for anyone else."

I shivered at the dark promise in his words, a thrill of fear and excitement running through me. I knew I should be frightened at the intensity of their desire, the ferocity with which they claimed me. But all I could feel was a deep, bone-deep satisfaction at being wanted so completely.