“I fucked an Alpha.” I lifted my chin. “And it was so fucking good.” My lie tasted sour on my tongue. The gross sensation in my stomach had only grown the more I smelled the Alpha’s cum on me.
“What?” Sinclair’s accent thickened. He kept shaking his head like he’d heard wrong.
“I fucked another man.” I shouldn’t feel guilty for shoving it in their faces. I didn’t feel guilty, not after watching another woman in their laps, their hands all over her. All the while, they knew who I was to them. They never had courtesy for me, and they didn’t deserve mine.
“Lies,” Elias hissed, hand lashing out like he could swat away the words.
I raised an eyebrow.
“Don’t believe me, then.” I shrugged. It took all my fucking effort to keep it together. Kyan’s frown was so deep, the indents on his face looked carved in. “Now, leave me be, I’m finally getting some peace.”
I wasn’t opposed to starting another fight to get sent back into solitary since my time was almost done.
I was mid-turn when my hair was pulled, forcing me back a step. Stings littered my scalp. Sinclair dragged me to face him. He crowded closer until my ass was pressed against the wall. His face loomed over mine, a deep growl vibrating in his throat.
“She smells of cum,” he bit out, his chest heaving. I pursed my lips, trying to hold my breath, but it was no use; their scent filled my nose, and slick gathered at an alarming rate, dampening the inside of my thighs.
Fuck.
I yanked my head to get free of Sinclair, and he let go, as I knew he would. He would have pulled it out if he’d kept the grip. I started to the side, but Elias slammed his palm down, blocking me with his body. Whirling, I found Kyan on the other side. I was boxed into the wall with no chance of escape.
“Get out of my way.” I hated how breathy I sounded.
“You have to be lying.” Kyan nodded, like he’d made a revelation.
“Nope.” That was all I gave them.
Slowly, Sinclair undid his belt, keeping his focus on mine. My breathing elevated.
What I did with Sergei had done nothing to my body, but watching Sinclair undo his jeans had me so wet, it was embarrassing. I turned to Kyan, begging him with my eyes forsomething. But he remained unfazed, harsher than I’d ever seen him. My stomach swirled with a mix of nerves and anticipation.
Sinclair’s cock bounced free, and I was snagged by the bead of precum gracing the top.
I gritted my teeth, staying expressionless, but they would know I wanted them from my scent.
“The easy way, or the hard way,” Kyan murmured, coming closer until an inch was between his chest and my arm. I swallowed hard and tried to bolt through the sliver of space between their legs.
Hands gripped my waist, ripping a yelp from me. My heart was going crazy, and I couldn’t control my breathing. Kyan pinned my arm to the wall, while Elias held my other arm, rendering me immobile. I gawked up at Sinclair.
Kyan reached to tug my jumpsuit off until it was around my ankles, leaving me in the plain white panties, and the wire-less cotton strip across my breasts.
“Looks like the hard way.” Sinclair’s smirk sent a shiver of panic down to my toes. Next move, he had his big hands under my knees, and his cock prodded my entrance while his hands squeezed my ass. Sinclair tilted my hips and seated himself so deep he stole my breath. His piercing rubbed against my entrance, rippling pleasure through my senses, and he pumped, seating his knot.
I gasped, curling my fingers into my palm.
My channel flexed around his cock without my conscious effort. I whimpered, and Sinclair’s jawline rippled, the anger bubbling in his gaze manifested in each hard thrust.
I let my head drop back against the wall. They would make me lose myself. I gave an experimental tug against the grip they had on my arms. It didn’t give even a little. My channel flexed around the hard cock, and Sinclair withdrew his knot with apop.The delicious rub of his piercing was next, and I could no longer keep still. I hiked my hips to get him back inside me.
Fuck it, there was no way I would be able to resist. It wasn’t in my biology. I enjoyed sex more than I thought possible, but I only craved it with them. I relaxed my fingers. Sinclair started a punishing pace that smacked me into the wall.
I came with a scream, my pussy clamping down on him. He grunted and pulled out. Kyan and Elias held my arms tightly, and my feet dropped down, dangling a few inches off the ground.
My body still kept twitching from the flood of pleasure. I hated when they pulled out during my orgasms.
Kyan and Elias lowered me, and my legs wouldn’t hold me, so I dropped to my knees, still being supported by them, but Sinclair’s cock hovered near my face.
He gripped his base and pumped once. Grunting, he came all over my face.
