LOGIN"AGAIN!" Val's voice cuts through the morning air like a whip crack, and I’m really, really ready to murder her. Actually, genuinely end her life right here, right now. I'm going to shift into my wolf just so I can bite her perfect face off. Except I can't shift into my wolf, which is the entire fucking problem and the reason I'm currently dying in what used to be a peaceful clearing behind the pack house. My lungs are screaming. My muscles are screaming. Every single cell in my body is screaming, and Val just keeps shouting that one word over and over, a sadistic fitness instructor from hell. My cousin, my blood, the person who's supposed to love and support me, has transformed into a demon whose sole purpose in life is to break me into tiny, sweaty pieces.I drop into another burpee, my arms shaking so badly I nearly face-plant into the dirt. Sweat pours down my face, stinging my eyes, and my mouth feels like it's been glued shut with cotton and regret. The blissed-out bubble I'
His fingers slip inside me, stroking upward with practised precision until he finds that sensitive bundle of nerves deep inside, and he begins a slow, steady massage. His other hand strokes soothingly across my lower belly, anchoring me as intense sensation begins to build again. He whispers promises against my skin, that he's preparing me, readying my body for what's coming, that I'm going to take all of them and feel absolutely transcendent.Still stood nose to nose, I want to scream at Leo and Corrian to kiss and then fuck me again. But Corrian grips Leo's chin, forces his jaw wide, leans forward and spits in his mouth. A full claim from one Alpha to another that takes Leo to the edge just like that. His whole body jerks backwards, yanking his cock free from Jax’s throat and he fists the base, squeezing with desperation as he nearly cums all over the floor between them."Jesus fucking Christ, Corrian." Leo growls out, a laugh edged with tension rumbling through his chest.Corrian's
Corrian and Ezra pick up their pace, their thrusts becoming harder and less controlled, and I can tell they're both close. Corrian's fingers are still working my clit, building me toward another orgasm even though I'm not sure my body can handle it, and Ezra's hands have moved back to my hips, his grip tight enough that I know I'll have bruises tomorrow. The thought makes me clench around both of them, and they both groan at the sensation."Gonna fill your pretty asshole," Ezra growls, his voice barely human. "Pump you so full of my cum you'll never be rid of me.""Yes," I gasp, pushing back against them. "Want it– fill me– please.""Cum for us again, brat," Corrian commands, and his fingers press harder against my clit. "Soak your mates' cocks. Show us how good we make you feel."The combination of his command and the physical stimulation sends me over the edge again, and this orgasm is even more devastating than the last. I come apart completely, my body clenching and shaking, and
"Fuck," Corrian breathes, and his hands tighten on mine. "I can feel him. Can feel his cock through you. This is—you're incredible. You were made for this.""So full," I gasp, and my voice is shaking with the intensity of it all. "I can feel both of you. It's so much. It's—"I'm safe, they've got me, the dilation is beyond anything."Move," I gasp. "Please– need you to move."Corrian doesn't need to be told twice. He flexes his hips and pulls out slowly, every inch of him drags through my soaked channel with heady slowness. When he pushes back in with a controlled thrust I yield to them completely. Ezra mirrors his movement, pulling out as Corrian pushes in, and the alternating rhythm means I'm never empty, always filled by at least one of them. Indescribable pleasure, so acute it dangles on the border of pain, they're touching something deep inside that's never been stroked before. They find a rhythm together, moving in perfect synchronization. I'm lost in it, eyes rolled to the ba
Corrian adds a third finger, and this time the stretch is significant enough that I cry out, my body tensing against the intrusion. Ezra's response is to work my clit with renewed intensity, his hands gripping my hips to hold me steady as he consumes me with single-minded focus. The pleasure he's giving me helps offset the burn of Corrian's three fingers stretching me wider than I've ever been stretched before, and gradually my body starts to adjust. Corrian moves his fingers slowly, carefully, working them in and out while adding more lube, and my muscles start to relax around the invasion. The sensation’s immense, too much and not enough all at once. I'm trembling with the effort of staying still, of letting them prepare me without tensing up and making it harder."You're doing so well, princess," Corrian murmurs, and his free hand strokes down my spine in a soothing gesture. "Taking three of my fingers now. Getting ready to take our cocks. Going to fill you so completely you won'
What happens next unfolds with a coordination that would be impressive if I had any brain cells left to appreciate the choreography of it all.Ezra moves first, settling himself on his back in the centre of the massive bed, his dark eyes locked on mine with an intensity that makes my breath catch. His hands reach for me, guiding me over him until I'm positioned on my hands and knees above his body, my thighs bracketing his head, my pussy hovering just above his mouth. The vulnerability of the position makes my heart race.I'm completely exposed to him, open and dripping wet, and the hunger in his expression as he looks up at me makes my pussy throb with anticipation. His hands grip my hips, pulling me down toward his face, and when his tongue makes first contact with my clit I nearly collapse from the sensation. He doesn't ease into it, doesn't tease or build slowly, he devours me,, his tongue working my clit with firm, deliberate strokes that make my thighs tremble and my arms shake
“This is divine,” I preen, gulping another huge bite of double cheeseburger down my gullet.There wasn’t a pocket burger, but our first stop was a drive-through. Turns out I’m not the only one who hasn’t been eating. The amount of food we ordered is obscene. Made the disembodied speaker voice cut C
The motel room’s so quiet the sound of the door flying out the frame is another bomb going off. It slams against the wall knocking a crater in the plaster, one hinge snaps clean off, the door hanging drunkenly from the frame. They’re going to charge me for that.Adrenaline surges through me all ove
Cold water runs over my hands, I’ve been standing at the cracked sink in this stinking bathroom much longer than necessary. The place is giving me a headache. Or maybe that's the stress. It drips from my fingertips into the stained porcelain basin while I study the bruised shadows beneath my eyes.
The amber liquid arrives first. I knock it back in one, fire races down my throat. It burns. It hurts. It feels wonderful.For the first time in days, the fog in my head clears ever so slightly. I rest my elbows on the bar and stare at the wood grain beneath my fingertips. Everything I've learned







