King turned on the lights and led them to the wall of mirrors. Daniel turned to the side so that Bianca could see their reflections. She looked ridiculous, with her lace-clad ass in the air and her breasts hanging out of her bra.
King met her gaze in the mirror. “Look at our pretty little whore, all trussed up for us and begging to be ruined. Your new jewelry looks damn good on those perfect tits. Are you ready to thank me yet, or are you still feeling bougie?”
Considering how thoroughly they’d dominated her thus far, Bianca didn’t have enough nerve left to say what she really wanted to say. Still, she was stubborn. She resolutely kept her mouth shut.
“It’s like that, huh?” King nodded as if he could read her thoughts. “Alright, baby girl. I see what you need from Daddy.”
Even as she bristled at his infantilizing words, her pussy clenched needily. She’d never met an alpha who could match her energy, but Quentin King understood the assignment. He knew fighting wasforeplay. It was hot, especially when you had a strong opponent. It made losing feel like winning when you were subdued by a worthy adversary.
Smack.
Bianca gasped when King slapped her hard on the ass, right on the spot Daniel had marked earlier. She didn’t have time to catch her breath as he delivered a series of stinging slaps to each cheek. Tears sprang to her eyes. She could see her ass turning red in the mirror, and she couldn’t even try to cover it with her hands bound as they were.
When King finished, Bianca sagged on Daniel’s shoulder, the muscles that had tightened during the spanking releasing all at once. The tears in her eyes threatened to spill free, but she clenched her jaw. They would not break her.
“Are you ready to thank me?” King asked, tugging on the chain between her nipples. Bianca moaned, unable to help herself, but she kept her lips pressed together. King sighed. “Okay, Countess. If you insist. Spread her.”
Daniel cupped her ass with both hands and pulled her cheeks apart, exposing more of her to King’s punishment. This time, he added in the occasional smack to her pussy between slaps on her ass. Each time his hand came down on her swollen sex, the intense jolt of pain and pleasure made her cry out. After the fifth smack on her pussy, she couldn’t take anymore.
Hot tears streamed down her cheeks as she forced out the words. “Thank you, King! Thank you for my gift.”
He moved around to face her, grabbing her chin and gripping it hard. “I didn’t quite catch that. Did my dirty slut have something to say?”
Bianca sniffed, her cheeks burning with shame. “Thank you for my gift, Alpha.”
King smiled darkly. “You’re welcome, baby girl. Are you ready to be fucked now?”
Bianca shivered. “Yes, King.”
“Good, because I’m hard enough to break ice and your pussy smells like Christmas,” he growled, pulling her off of Daniel’s shoulder and setting her gently on her feet. “What about you, Van?”
“Her cunt’s been dripping on my shoulder this whole time, what do you think?” Daniel shot back.
King chuckled and directed him to sit on a nearby weight bench, then guided Bianca into position before him. He gave her a penetrating look. “You ready to swallow Van’s dick, baby?”
Bianca heard the extra concern in his voice and knew what he was really asking, and she damn sure knew her answer. Yes, she was okay. Fuck yes, this is what she wanted. It was what she needed.
“Yes, King,” she answered firmly, licking her lips. His eyes followed the movement, darkening as he accepted her submission.
He crossed the gym and retrieved a rather large exercise ball, while Daniel pulled out his massive cock and gave it a mouthwatering stroke. King settled the ball in front of his packmate, then bent Bianca over it. Her balance felt precarious with her hands bound at her back, but King’s grip on her waist was firm.
“Give me that pretty mouth, BB,” Daniel commanded in a husky voice that made her shiver. He wrapped her ponytail around his fist, using it to guide her mouth onto his cock. “Goddammit you feel so good.”
With her mouth stretched wide and her head controlled by Daniel’s big hand, Bianca could do nothing but let him use her mouth as he saw fit. The exercise ball moved with her, forcing his cock deeper into her throat. Bianca gagged, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Daniel moaned and fucked her mouth harder, hips lifting off the bench as he forced her head down to meet his thrusts. Bianca now understood what he’d meant byferal. It was as if he couldn’t get deep enough into her mouth, but each stroke drove him wilder, his moans and growls growing increasingly reckless.
It was so fucking hot.
“Goddamn, Van, our little omega slut loves swallowing dick,” King purred, sliding Bianca’s panties down her legs. “Her pussy is fucking gushing for us.”
Bianca whimpered, her core clenching. Between King’s words and Daniel’s low moans as he fucked her mouth, she was desperate to be filled. Her pussy was aching as if she hadn’t had an incredible orgasm less than an hour ago. She whined desperately.
“Shh, I got you, baby,” King murmured, positioning himself behind her. “I know what you need.”
He lifted her hips higher, wrapping her legs around his waist so that he was holding her like a wheelbarrow, her torso still supported by the exercise ball. Daniel’s cock slid farther down her throat as King thrusted into her, sheathing himself fully and hitting something inside her that made Bianca feel as if she would completely shatter.
Then it was all sensation. King fucked her hard, plunging into her again and again with a desperation that made Bianca feel powerful—as powerful as she felt with Daniel moaning her name. She was making these big, strong alphas come apart. Their pleasure washers.
