I gasped, the warm lash entering my mouth. The savory, salty cum hit my taste buds, driving me crazier. I squeezed my thighs together.
Elias didn’t give me a chance to catch my breath; he hoisted me into his arms, and another pair of hands slipped around my belly, and warmth pressed against my back, bracing me.
“I have you,” Kyan whispered huskily across my ear, forcing a shiver from me. I was so distracted by Kyan’s breath against my ear that I didn’t know that Elias had freed himself until he rammed inside me. His caressing hands on my thighs spread them wider, giving room for his hips to press flush against me. He pumped, shoving me against Kyan’s hard body, and his balls slapped against my flesh. He repeated the hard careful thrust.
I couldn’t stop twitching. It was too soon after my first release, but they didn’t care. He kept pushing and thrusting until he soothed the hypersensitivity, and I was once again writhing from need.
Moaning, I tilted my head back, rolling it against Kyan’s shoulder.
Sinclair forced my head in his direction with his big hand on the side of my neck. He stood close to Kyan’s right, and he swiped his release into my jaw and under my throat with his thumb.
His hand was cold against my searing hot face. The entirety of his hand engulfed my cheek, and he dragged his thumb across my lip, shoving it inside my mouth.
They weren’t being fair. I suckled on his thumb, moaning from how good he tasted.
Kyan’s arm banded around my waist, and pressure pushed into my entrance beside Elias. The sensation wrung more slick from my sex.
Elias grunted, his hand on my thighs, squeezing. He leaned forward, pressing his kisses to my throat. Kyan thrust, and Elias sank his teeth into my neck.
I screamed, the release washing over me in a wave of bliss. It felt so, so good. I sank my nails into his shoulders, bunching his shirt. He pulled back, and his mouth found mine, claiming it with hungry flicks.
Kyan nestled into my neck and bit down. Another orgasm sliced through me, my pussy clenching on their cocks with such force it made me breathless. I couldn’t think or breathe as I was suspended on a bed of pleasure.
Elias pulled back from my lips, and my gasps echoed in the room. He pressed my face to his throat until my nose was full of his chocolate scent. I licked the column of his neck and moaned.
“Bite down on me.” Elias used his Alpha Bark. I bit, and Elias pushed me harder until the copper taste of blood flooded my tongue. Heat, a different one from pleasure, warmed my stomach, clicking a piece of me in place.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Elias moaned into my ear, sending me into another orgasm. He pulled his knot out, but warmth flooded my channel, leaking out from the volume. Kyan’s, or was it Elias’? Whoever the hell it was dug their fingers into my waist.
Cum warmed my sex, heightening my lust.
It felt so good. I moaned, clamping around the two cocks buried inside of me.
Kyan’s grip on my hip lifted and slid over the other side of my neck until he cupped my mouth. He forced the side of his hand, where the meaty part of his palm was between my teeth. Kyan pumped his hips, and his knot shoved in. Elias whimpered and did the same until both their knots stretched my channel.
Kyan moaned into my ears, and I came again.
His knot ballooned inside me, stretching me even more until I couldn’t breathe.
“Fuck,” Elias hissed, and he came in a rush of cum, his knot expanding.
My teeth sank into the top and bottom—deep enough that I might have felt bone. Another piece of me locked into place.
Everything faded out of focus, and I struggled to keep my eyes open from the overload of pleasure.
He bellowed and came inside me, his knot swelling until my screaming was muffled by his hand. His grip tightened on my jaw, turning my head to the side.
“Relax, my Briar,” Elias whispered, his voice thick with something I didn’t want to acknowledge. Another pair of lips kissed my neck, right over my Scent Gland, and sank into me. I screamed, my hearing fading as I writhed between all of them.
I struggled to catch my breath, my head limp against his shoulder. Elias cupped my nape and nestled me close, a purr vibrating his chest. Kyan’s warmth stayed behind me, his palm sliding along my bare skin and rubbing my waist.
The pressure of their claims throbbed through me. Their knots loosened, and Elias kissed me as he retreated, releasing so much slick and cum, it felt like I’d pissed myself. Kyan stayed seated inside me, but Sinclair took Elias’ place, sliding into me with ease.
A sliver of reality came with the calming of my pulse.
All of them hadfuckingclaimed me. They forced it on me. Sinclair pumped his hips, and it almost shattered the bit of control I mustered.
“No,” I gasped, tensing. “Leave,” I shrieked, slamming my fist into Sinclair’s face. Pain radiated into my wrist, but it worked. Sinclair flinched, cupping his eye with a hiss.
