“A lot,” Jaxton growls. “You’re going to come on all of our cocks tonight.”
The tension builds until my body is shaking, the walls are clasping and fluttering, and my muscles are so tense I can’t move. That doesn’t slow Jaxton down. He slams into me with more ruthlessness. More vigor. So much determination it unravels me completely.
“Jaxton!” I scream, the tension releasing in like a bolt of lightning as the orgasm crashes through me.
It’s the biggest, most intense orgasm I’ve ever had and I realize I’m still screaming. It has to be because I’m in heat. I certainly feel like I am. I’m burning up, and not just my ass. My core is now stuck in a constant state of euphoria. Even with the others, I didn’t feel this kind of lust. It didn’t feel like I completely lost control before, but I feel like that now.
“That’s it,” he roars, still hammering his length into me. “Let me feel what I do to you.”
“Yes, yes, yes,” I cry out incoherently, squeezing the quilt in both of my fists as the pleasure continues to destroy me.
The orgasm doesn’t fade. It keeps shooting bliss into my veins with every thrust, wave after wave crashing into me until I can barely breathe. Still, my body responds. My pussy is gushing with arousal. I’m crying with pleasure. Just when I think it can’t get any better, I feel Jaxton throbbing inside me, pulsating with the same need.
“Fuck!” he roars, then he drives his as deep as he can go.
A warm sensation floods my passage. I’m still orgasming on his massive cock as it stays balls-deep inside me while he ejaculates. My walls clench and flutter and seize, like I’m trying to milk him dry.
“Ansley,” he gasps, his fingers tightening on my hips. “You’re making me knot.”
Jaxton starts to swell inside me, just like I’ve felt with his brothers, except it doesn’t stop. My pussy is stretched until it aches, and I let out a whimpering cry, but my body is still in a constant state of orgasm, the sensation almost painful as I spasm around his knot.
“We’re locked together now, my sweet mate,” Jaxton croons. “Bonded in a way I never thought I would truly feel. It’s incredible.”
“It feels so good,” I moan, my body convulsing on his engorged cock.
Time seems to lose all meaning. I’m in this moment with Jaxton and nothing else matters. I’m being knotted. Claimed in a way that defies their logic and mine. I’m writhing with pleasure, the orgasm still radiating with quick vibrations of pleasure that keep me trapped in a haze.
Finally, I hear Jaxton speak again.
“And now, I’m going to mark you,” Jaxton growls. “So that the entire world knows who you belong to.”
I hear a gnashing of teeth and don’t know what to expect until I feel his fangs on my shoulder. He bites down, breaking skin, making me cry out, even as I remain trapped in blissful pleasure.
“Mine,” he says, licking the spot where he marked me and tasting my blood. “All fucking mine.”
The knot begins to recede and after it does, he slowly pulls out. I feel so empty I can’t see straight. My pussy is still quivering andthrobbing, and I haven’t stopped coming. Even when Jaxton is gone, the need doesn’t go away.
“More,” I whine, sounding as needy as I feel. “I need more.”
“I got what you need, mate,” Storm growls, moving behind me. “I said I was all in and I meant it. You may belong to my brothers, but you also belong to me.”
“Yes,” I whimper, my hips grinding against him until I feel his cock between my thighs.
“Just like a she-wolf in heat,” he groans, pushing into me. “Fuck, you really do feel good.”
Storm doesn’t waste any time. He grabs me around the waist, fingers digging into the soft skin, and delivers a hard thrust that sinks every inch of his length into me in one continuous drive. He’s massive like his brothers, but the fullness is exactly what I crave.
“Still orgasming from Jaxton, huh?” Storm chuckles as he settles into a rhythm. “Let’s see if I can make you scream my name, too.”
The orgasm feels like it will never end. Storm’s rhythm continues at a steady pace for a while, then he starts hammering into me harder and faster, with deep, powerful thrusts that stroke the sensitive spot inside that’s already sizzling with pleasure.
“I’ve only had your scent for a matter of hours,” Storm groans. “I can’t believe that Hayden and Remy survived for days without claiming you. I would have never been that strong.”
“You don’t have to be,” I gasp.
“No! Thank fuck.”
Storm fucks me like an animal, which is exactly what he is beneath his skin. They all are. Hungry wolves that have been denied this for too long. Denied mates. Denied love. It would be a privilege to be claimed by any one of them, but I’m meant for all five of them.
