All Chapters of Claimed by three Alphas: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The den had grown darker, the fire reduced to little more than glowing coals that painted the stone walls in faint, blood-red light. The air was thick with the heavy scent of spent slick, sweat, smoke, and the unmistakable musk of three satisfied alphas. My body was a ruin of sensation. Thighs shook uncontrollably. Every muscle burned with deep, lingering fatigue. My hole throbbed with a dull, constant ache, still stretched and leaking a slow, sticky mix of slick and cum. My throat felt raw, my jaw sore, and my cock lay soft and oversensitive against my stomach. I lay curled on my side in the center of the furs, trembling, barely able to catch my breath. The blindfold had been removed, but my vision still swam. Every small shift sent fresh sparks of pain and overstimulation through me. Thorne sat with his back against the hearth, powerful legs spread, watching me with that same dark, satisfied intensity. His expression was calm, but his eyes burned with quiet possession. Aurelius lo

The night was thick and heavy, the wind howling across the mountains like a living thing, sharp and cold, carrying the unmistakable scent of rival scouts closing in. The fire in the den cast long, flickering shadows that danced across the walls and furs, but the warmth did nothing to ease the chill crawling down my spine. My body ached from hours of layered claiming. Thighs burned tight with fatigue. Muscles trembled uncontrollably. Pulse raced erratically. Thick, warm slick coated my skin, sticky trails running down my inner thighs and soaking the pelts beneath me. Every breath felt heavy. Every nerve felt raw and exposed as I knelt there, completely open to the three alphas who owned me. Thorne crouched near the hearth, his green eyes cutting through the dim light like blades. They followed every arch of my spine, every tilt of my hips, every helpless twitch. His possessiveness wrapped around me like chains of iron. My pulse spiked violently under that stare. My muscles tightened on

The Den pulsed with raw, crackling tension. Firelight danced across rough-hewn stone walls and thick furs piled deep on the floor, casting long, hungry shadows that seemed to reach for me where I knelt naked, marked, claimed. My thighs still trembled from the earlier claiming, muscles sore and slick-smeared, my hole fluttering around the lingering stretch of their knots. Every breath I took carried the heavy, mingled scent of my three alphas: Thorne’s wild earth and blood, Aurelius’s sun-warmed cedar and smoke, Cassian’s sharp winter pine and steel. It wrapped around me like chains I no longer wanted to break. Thorne stood at my back like a wall of coiled violence, green eyes narrowed to slits, every muscle in his powerful frame tight with lethal promise. His large hand rested possessively on the nape of my neck, thumb stroking over the faint bite scar he’d left there weeks ago. “They won’t take you,” he growled, voice low and rough, vibrating straight into my bones. “Not while I stil

The air in the Den grew heavier after Aurelius’s confession. The fire crackled low, but the heat that filled the space had nothing to do with flames. My knees pressed into the thick furs. My body still trembled from the revelation. Blood. Kin. Forbidden. The words repeated in my head like a curse, yet my traitorous omega instincts refused to listen. Shame burned hot in my chest. This should disgust me. Aurelius carried traces of the same ancient bloodline that marked my silver eyes. The old laws existed to prevent exactly this kind of corruption. Mixing moon-born power with pack blood could twist gifts into something monstrous, something dangerous to the entire territory. I knew that. My mind screamed it. But my body betrayed me completely. Slick poured from my hole in steady, humiliating streams. It soaked the furs beneath me and coated my inner thighs. My cock hung heavy and leaking between my legs, twitching at every shift of their scents. The wrongness only sharpened the ache.

cock pulsed deep inside me, pumping the last heavy ropes of cum into my already overflowing hole. Aurelius’s forbidden seed mixed with Thorne’s, creating a dangerous, warm slickness that leaked steadily around the swollen knot and ran down the curve of my ass onto the furs. I lay on my back, chest heaving, body trembling with aftershocks. Tears dried on my cheeks, but new ones threatened at the corners of my eyes. My mind would not stop screaming. Blood. Kin. Corruption. The old laws rang clear in my head. Moon-born omegas carried sacred power in their silver eyes and veins. Sharing even distant blood with an alpha who claimed them risked twisting that power into something rotten. It could poison the pack, breed monsters instead of strength, bring ruin to bloodlines that had survived centuries. Aurelius and I shared that blood. He had knotted me knowing it. He had filled me with it. And now Thorne had added his own load, stirring the sin deeper. Disgust should have choked me. Revul