Page 43 of Touch of Sin


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"Holy fuck," Leo groaned, his head dropping to my shoulder. "You feel like heaven. Like my own personal heaven wrapped around my cock." Then he started to move, and I lost the ability to think entirely. Leo fucked me hard and fast from the first thrust, no slow build-up, no teasing, just raw, primal need. Hiships pistoned against mine, driving his cock deep with every stroke, the slap of skin on skin almost deafening. The bed rocked with the force of his thrusts, the headboard slamming against the wall in a rapid staccato.

"Yes, yes, yes," I chanted, my nails raking down his back hard enough to draw blood. "Alpha, harder, please?—"

"Anything for you," he panted, shifting his angle so his cock dragged against my g-spot with every thrust. The new position made wet, sloppy sounds, his cock churning through the combined cum of two Alphas, my slick squelching with every thrust. The room smelled like sex—like slick and cum and sweat, like four different Alphas and one overwhelmed Omega.

"That's it, sweetheart," Leo encouraged, reaching between us to pinch my clit. "Take it. Take all of it. Show them how good you are for me."

"Leo," I gasped, the orgasm building impossibly fast. "Leo, I'm going to?—"

"Do it. Come on my cock. Squeeze me." I shattered with a scream, my pussy clamping down on him so tight he groaned. The orgasm crashed through me in waves, my inner walls milking his cock, trying to pull him deeper.

Leo chose that exact moment to strike. His teeth found the junction of my neck and shoulder—right below Ethan's mark—and pierced deep. I didn't have the strength to fight this time. Just sobbed as the third bond snapped into place, another presence flooding into my mind. Leo's consciousness was bright and fierce, triumphant and possessive and deliriously happy.

"Finally," he groaned against my neck, his cock pulsing as he came inside me. I felt every hot spurt, felt his cum mixing with the others, felt his knot swelling to lock it all inside. "Finally fucking mine."

"Please," I whimpered, tears leaking from my eyes. "Please, Leo?—"

"Shh," he soothed, his tongue lapping at the fresh wound. "I've got you. We've all got you. Three marks now, sweetheart. Three Alphas who love you."

"I didn't want this," I whispered.

"I know," Leo admitted, pressing a kiss to my temple. "But you have it anyway." Three presences in my head now. Three claims burning on my neck. Three loads of cum locked inside me by his knot.

And one more waiting. Caleb hadn't moved from his position by the door. He stood like a statue, his massive body rigid with tension, his ice-blue eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made my core clench around Leo's knot. Through the bonds, I felt the other three's awareness of him. Their deference. When Caleb took me, it would be different. Leo's knot finally deflated, and when he pulled out, the flood was obscene. Cum poured out of me, three Alphas' worth, a thick, white river that soaked everything beneath me. I was a mess. Ruined. Used.

The heat still wasn't satisfied.

"Caleb," Mason's voice came from somewhere nearby. "She's ready."

Caleb moved. One moment he was by the door; the next he was on the bed, looming over me like a mountain. He didn't undress slowly. Just tore his shirt off, literally tore it, the fabric ripping, buttons scattering. His chest was massive, covered in dark hair, muscles bulging beneath scarred skin.

His jeans followed, shoved down and kicked away, and then he was naked.

I stopped breathing. He was massive everywhere.

His cock was the biggest thing I'd ever seen, easily nine inches long, thick as my wrist, with a fat, angry head that leaked precum in a steady stream. Heavy veins wrapped around the shaft, pulsing with every beat of his heart. His balls were huge, drawn up tight, full of cum he was about to pump inside me.At the base, his knot was already starting to swell, a bulge that looked physically impossible.

"Caleb," I whispered, pressing back into the pillows. "Wait—you're too big?—"

"You can take me," he growled, and his voice was barely human—rough and deep and desperate. "Your body was made for me. Made to take my cock. Made to be bred."

"Please—" He grabbed my thighs and spread them wide, lifting my hips off the bed, exposing my dripping, well-used pussy to his hungry gaze.

"Look at you," he rumbled, staring at my swollen folds like they were the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. "So wet. So open. So fucking ready." He ran his thumb through my slit, gathering the cum and slick that leaked out, and I shuddered. "Three loads already inside you. Going to add mine. Going to fill you up until you can't hold any more."

"I can't—" I started, but then he lowered his head and I lost all words. If Leo had been enthusiastic with his mouth, Caleb was savage. He ate me like a man possessed, his tongue pushing deep inside me, his lips sucking at my folds, his nose grinding against my clit. He was messy and desperate, cum and slick smearing across his face, and he didn't care. Just kept licking and sucking and devouring like I was the only sustenance he'd ever need.

"Caleb!" I screamed, my hands fisting in his short hair. "Oh god, oh fuck, I'm—" I came on his tongue, my pussy clenching around nothing, gushing into his waiting mouth. He swallowed everything, growled his approval, and kept going until I came again. And again. Three orgasms in rapid succession, until I was sobbing and shaking and begging for mercy.

"Please," I wailed. "Please, Alpha, I can't?—"

"You can," he growled, surging up my body. His massive cock dragged through my folds, coating itself in my slick. "You will."He notched the head against my entrance, so big it felt like trying to fit a fist inside me—and pushed.

I screamed. The stretch was unreal. His cockhead alone felt bigger than Ethan's entire shaft, and it took three shallow thrusts before he finally popped inside. The burn was intense, my pussy struggling to accommodate his impossible girth, but there was pleasure there too, dark, devastating pleasure that built with every inch.

"That's it," Caleb groaned, feeding his cock into me centimeter by centimeter. "Taking me so well. Stretching so pretty around my cock. Such a good little Omega." He kept pushing, kept stretching me, kept filling me until I thought I'd split in two. I could feel him in my stomach, pressing against places I didn't know existed. When his hips finally met mine, when all nine thick inches were buried inside me, I couldn't breathe.

"So deep," I gasped, tears streaming from my eyes. "Caleb, you're so deep, I can feel you everywhere?—"