Chapter One

MARIAI froze mid-step, the world tilting on its axis.Splat.The sound of the cake I’d just bought hitting the floor was almost comical. But I couldn’t look down. I couldn’t look away from the bed.Kelvin was fucking another woman.Not just having sex. Fucking. Deep, hungry strokes that made the bed frame slam against the wall. His face — God, his face — was twisted in raw ecstasy, something I had never seen in all the years we’d been together. Eyes half-lidded, lips parted, a low, guttural groan rumbling from his throat every time he buried himself inside her. He stared at her like she was the only woman on earth. Like she was his.My stomach clenched.This was the same man who only touched me when I practically begged. The same man who moved inside me in silence, like he was fulfilling a chore instead of making love. I used to force out a moan awkwardly in the dark, trying to chase pleasure while he remained quiet, almost bored. I’d convinced myself it was just how he was. Some men

Chapter Two

MARIA*I swallowed another glass of vodka in one burning gulp, the liquid scraping down my throat like fire.Tears slipped down my cheeks in stubborn, uncontrollable waves.His words… those cruel, slicing words… kept looping in my mind like a curse I couldn’t break free from. I clenched the glass so tightly my knuckles ached, vision tilting slightly as dizziness washed over me.Fuck…I shouldn’t let him get to me.I shouldn’t—But my hand moved anyway, pouring another drink like it was the only thing keeping me upright.I barely lifted it when—A hand stopped me.His fingers wrapped gently around mine, grounding me in a way I didn’t expect. Heat curled up my arm at the contact, and before I could even process it, a low, velvet voice brushed against my ear.“Don’t hurt yourself like that.”Something about the way he said it. In that dangerously calm way made my breath catch.My heart betrayed me instantly, slamming against my ribs for no logical reason at all.And then I felt it.My wo

Chapter Three

VIKTOR*I hated clubs.Too loud. Too crowded. Too many people pretending they were having the time of their lives while drowning themselves in alcohol and bad decisions.Marco loved places like this.I barely tolerated them.I adjusted the cuff of my black sleeve as I walked away from the private booth we had reserved upstairs, the bass from the music vibrating faintly beneath my boots. The scent of liquor, sweat, and perfume mixed heavily in the air, irritating my wolf enough to make him restless.“Five minutes,” I had told Marco before leaving. “I’m getting a drink.”That had been the plan. Nothing more but then I smelled her and my steps halted instantly.Every sound around me dulled.The crowd blurred.And my wolf slammed into the front of my mind so violently that my chest tightened.Mate.The word echoed through me like a growl.I frowned immediately.Impossible.At fifty-one years old, I had long accepted that fate had skipped me entirely. Most wolves found their mates before t

Chapter Four

The words hung in the air, and I felt my own cock throb in response. Marco’s fingers were already spreading her folds, revealing the slick, rosy flesh beneath. Maria's pussy was a work of art—plump lips glistening with her arousal, the tiny hood of her clit peeking out, begging for attention. She let out a small, choked sound as he leaned in, his tongue flicking out to taste her.“Oh, fuck,” Maria gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily. Marco hummed against her, the vibration sending a visible shudder through her thighs. He lapped at her with lazy, deliberate strokes, savoring every drop of her wetness. Her juices coated his lips, and when he pulled back, he grinned up at me, his chin glistening.“She’s sweet,” he said, his voice rough. “Try her.”I didn’t need encouragement. I shifted lower, nudging his shoulder aside, and pressed my mouth against the heat of her. The first taste hit my tongue—a mix of salt and honey, with an undertone of something uniquely Maria. I groaned, burying

Chapter Five

Viktor’s hands were on my hips again, gripping me with that fierce, possessive strength that always made my pulse race. He held me steady while Marco’s mouth claimed mine in a searing, hungry kiss. His tongue slid against mine, slow and deep, tasting of whiskey and raw masculine heat. I moaned shamelessly into his mouth, my lips parting wider as he devoured me, his stubble scraping deliciously against my skin. “That’s it, mate,” Marco growled against my lips, his voice low and rough. “Open up for your alphas” Viktor pressed the thick, heavy head of his cock against my slick entrance from behind, teasing me mercilessly. He didn’t rush. Inch by torturous inch, he pushed forward, stretching my tight walls around his impressive girth until every ridge and vein dragged against my sensitive flesh. My knees nearly buckled when he finally bottomed out, his heavy balls pressed tight against my ass. The overwhelming fullness made me whimper desperately into Marco’s mouth. “Fuck, feel how s

Chapter Six

MARIAI woke up slowly, my body heavy and aching in the most delicious, filthy way. A deep soreness throbbed between my legs, radiating through my thighs, my hips, and deep inside my pussy. Every muscle felt used and claimed. I shifted under the sheets and felt the sticky remnants of last night—dried cum on my skin, my folds still tender and slick.I blinked against the soft morning light and looked down at myself. My breasts were covered in dark hickeys and bite marks. More bruises bloomed along my neck, my hips, and the sensitive insides of my thighs. I traced one with my fingertips and shivered at the memory.I had seriously done it. I’d fucked two guys exactly like I’d dared myself. And fuck… it had been the best sex of my entire life. Raw. Intense. Overwhelming. Being claimed so completely by two powerful men at once was something I would remember for a long time. A filthy, perfect rebound.A small, satisfied smile curved my lips, but it quickly faded as reality crept in. Embarra