They work seamlessly in tandem, never withdrawing completely. As Hunter pulls back, Damian surges deeper, before trading off again. Chuckling, Damian’s fingers tighten on my throat. “And you take us so well.”
Hunter hums a contented sound, working a hand between us to thumb circles over my clit. “Of course she does; she’s perfect for us.”
They keep me pinned between them, pressing as much of their bodies against mine as possible. Hunter releases my thigh to reverently trace every inch of skin he can get his hands on while Damian keeps me at their mercy, tightening his hold on my throat until I’m clenching around them both with a strangled curse. They surround me completely, keeping me captive in the moment, the rest of the world falling away.
All I can do is take everything they have to give, in every sense of the words.
In his attempts to take everything away from them, Ash inadvertently gave them exactly what they needed to destroy him. Without his ability to keep them complacent, all of the suffering he put them through, put all of the people here through, makes them a stronger breed of wolves.
Ones fueled by resentment, desperation, and nothing left to lose.
Chapter 17
Sabrina
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Wrists bound behindmy back and Damian’s hand pressing between my shoulder blades, he fucks me hard from behind while pushing me down. Hunter threads his fingers through my hair, fisting it to guide my mouth onto his cock. Damian’s next thrust forces me to swallow Hunter deeper, and another has me choking out a muffled cry as he hits a particularly deep spot.
The brutal crack of flesh and bone cuts through our ragged breathing, Damian pulling out before there’s another heavy thump. Hunter lifts my head off of his cock with a low, warning growl while I suck down a couple of ragged breaths. He rolls me onto my back as he gets to his feet so that I won’t be completely helpless, but I immediately regret that he didn’t leave me to suffocate.
At least then I wouldn’t have to see Sebastian stalking away from Damian’s unconscious body lying in a naked heap on the floor near my feet.
Poor Damian, always getting punched in the face.
Sebastian looks at me, then swiftly away. Thankfully, my skirt and bra keeps all of the important parts hidden, but it hardly makes me feel better after what he walked in on. He turns his attention away from my flaming face to pin Hunter with a glare that would make lesser men piss themselves.
Realizing what it must have looked like to him when he walked in, I cringe. “It’s not what it looks like, I promise.”
His voice is a crack of furious thunder so loud that I flinch. “Don’t defend them after what they did to you! Being mated isn’t a free pass to do whatever they fucking want, to hurt you.”
“That’s not-”
Closing the distance between them in two strides, he takes a swing at Hunter who manages to dodge by a hairsbreadth. Throwing one back, he manages to land a hit on Sebastian’s ribcage, but the massive man doesn’t even flinch. Gripping Hunter’s wrist, he keeps him captive, the two of them grappling until they fall out of sight. Squirming to free my wrists from the restraints, I wince at the sound of them crashing into the dresser, the wood splintering apart upon impact and a second later, glass shatters as the mirror falls to the ground.
“For the love of...” I mutter, giving my wrists fabric burns. Only making it tighter the more I try to free myself, I give up, scooting off of the bed so I can get to my feet. “I asked them to, okay? Totally consensual, kinky sex, Dad, so no need to murder anybody.”
