The drag of his cock against my sensitive anus sends shock waves of pleasure radiating outward. Each gentle thrust opens my asshole more and more until my ass fully surrenders to him.
Elias continues to stroke my clit as Kieran begins to establish a rhythm. A finger on my pussy and a dick in my ass, makes my head spin, pleasure building in tight coils at the base of my spine.
His thrusts become faster, harder, each powerful snap of his hips driving his cock deeper into me. The initial discomfort has faded completely now. I’m enjoying every second of his thrusts into my ass.
My arms begin to tremble with the effort of holding myself up under Kieran’s increasingly powerful thrusts. My legs give out, my knees sliding backward until I’m lying flat on my stomach on the cushion with only my ass raised to meet him.
I’m lying flat on my belly, spread-eagled with this powerful alpha taking my ass. My new position seems to excite Kieran even more.
He grabs a fistful of my hair, pulling my head back to arch my neck in a display of submission that makes my omega instincts sing. The slight pain of my scalp only heightens the pleasure coursing through me, adding a sharp counterpoint to the deep, full sensations of being thoroughly taken.
“Look at her,” Kieran grunts to his brothers. “Submitting so beautifully to her alpha.”
Rowan and Elias quickly move to help, each taking one of my legs and pulling them apart wider to grant Kieran even deeper access. The position leaves me completely vulnerable, spread and displayed for their enjoyment as Kieran continues to pound relentlessly into my ass.
My belly presses hard against the cushions with each powerful thrust, my ass cheeks bouncing from the impact of his hips against them. I can hear the obscene, wet sounds ofmy body taking him, slick squelching with each plunge of his massive cock into my stretched hole.
“Beautiful,” says Drake, stroking himself harder as he watches.
“She’s taking cock in her ass like a pro,” says Elias.
I never imagined he had this dark, dominating side to him in bed. The stern, businesslike Kieran I first met has transformed into this sexual force of nature, claiming me with a primal intensity that leaves me breathless. And god help me, it feels sofuckinggood that I can barely form coherent thoughts.
Moan after moan escapes my lips as the pack leader fucks my ass with abandon, each thrust pushing me closer to the edge. The pressure building inside me is different from anything I’ve felt before. The pressure is deeper, more all-encompassing than the orgasms I’ve experienced from vaginal penetration.
“I’m going to fill this tight ass with my cum,” Kieran growls, his rhythm faltering slightly as he nears his peak. “Going to knot you here, lock us together while I pump you full.”
His words push me closer to the edge, my entire body tensing with impending release. Elias’s fingers speed up on my clit, pressing harder as he senses my approaching orgasm.
“Come on his cock,” Elias urges.
The combined sensations of Kieran’s relentless pounding, Elias’s skilled fingers, and the taboo thrill of being taken this way converge in a blinding rush of pleasure.
My lower belly tightens as my orgasm rips through my entire being.
“Kieran!” I scream, my inner muscles clamping down hard around his invading length. “Oh god, oh god!”
My violent release triggers his own.
With a primal roar that seems to shake the very walls, Kieran drives into me one final time, burying himself to the hilt as his cock begins to pulse. Hot jets of cum flood my insides, each spurtaccompanied by a jerk of his hips that pushes him impossibly deeper.
I feel the base of his cock swelling, his knot expanding to lock us together as he continues to empty himself inside me. The stretch of his knot in such a sensitive area is almost too much to bear, hovering on that exquisite line between ecstasy and agony.
As the waves of our shared orgasm begin to recede, I feel Kieran’s mouth at the back of my neck, his teeth scraping against the sensitive skin where a mating bite would permanently bind us together.
Panic flashes through my pleasure-hazed mind.
“Please don’t mark me,” I beg, suddenly terrified despite the intimacy and him knotting me. A mating mark is permanent, and a lifetime commitment I’m not ready to make, no matter how good this feels. “Kieran, please.”
I feel him struggle against his instincts, his body rigid with the effort of holding back.
His teeth press harder against my skin for a moment, and I hold my breath, afraid he won’t be able to stop himself. Then, with a growl of frustration, he replaces his teeth with his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to the spot he clearly wanted to claim.
“I want you forever, Francine,” he whispers against my skin, making my heart pound. I wonder if I can trust this feeling. If I can trust him and his brothers, with not just my body but my heart.
Twenty-Seven
KIERAN
