Page 25 of Nicolette

“Goddamn, woman,” Dice hissed. “What the hell are you thinking or looking at to make you clamp down on me like that? Fuck, you keep that up, and I’m a goner way too fucking fast.”

Nine altered his pace to pull almost all the way out, then slammed into me with everything he had, thrusting me further onto Marco’s cock and gagging at the surprise of it. “You hear the man? Answer him.”

Marco eased himself out of my mouth, giving me the ability to answer. “I love to see them watching us,” I answered. “It makes all of this so much more since I know they want to be where you three are.”

“Is that right, you like being desired and lusted after? I’m sure you’re enjoying teasing them with what they can’t have because my cock is filling this pussy,” Nine said, his voice edged with a snarl like his lion was close to the surface.

“Yes, I fucking love it,” I answered truthfully before Marco’s cock was back in my mouth.

“Circus, tell me what you see,” Nine ordered, resuming his punishing pace alongside Dice.

Circus cleared his throat before he could speak, but he never stopped stroking himself. “I see my alpha sharing his queen as he’s fucking her so deep and hard I can see where his cock ends as her stomach bulges.”

“That’s right. I’m fucking every inch of her pussy, leaving my mark so deep inside her no one else will touch it. When I come, I’m going to lock her, fill her, and own her pussy as is my right as alpha,” Nine announced.

The mental image of what Circus and Nine were saying had me moaning and lifting a hand to feel where he was talking about. Sure enough, every time he thrust, I could feel the tip of his cock ramming into me so deep it pressed outward. Pressing on the spot made everything ten times more intense. So much so I couldn’t hold myself up anymore and flopped to the table. The men adjusted, and now with my stomach pressed to the wood of the table, I felt everything.

I lasted mere seconds before my brain exploded with pleasure. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I screamed long and loud until I had no more air left. Just as I was about to pass out, Dice was ripped off and out of me just as Nine buried himself deep, as deep as he could get, before his barbs locked me to him.

His cum flooding into me had another climax slamming into me like a semi-truck that didn’t bother to put on the brakes. Marco pulled out at the last second and came all over my face with a shout. Nine laid himself over me, covering my entire body with his as he brushed away my hair from my neck. Seconds later, his teeth pierced my skin, holding me like he did when I was a feline. Wrapping his arm around me, he made little thrusting motions that had me wiggling to get away. It was too much, too intense, and my mind was trying to tell me there was more to what was happening than I understood.

Unlike when the others locked themselves to me, being locked to Nine wasn’t painful in the least. It was the opposite. Climax after climax rained down on me as he growled and grunted with each humping motion. Finally, it became too much, and I passed the fuck out, vaguely aware that someone was yelling.

Guess I’d have to find out what that was about when my soul returned to my body.

My body felt like it had been run over.

They’d backed up and run over me again.

Even my teeth hurt, which made no sense at all, but I was not a fucking fan. I tried to shift and see if laying in a different position would help, but I couldn’t budge. Cracking open an eye, I found myself staring at the fur of a tiger that tickled the tip of my nose. I noticed out of the corner of my eye a lion’s arm wrapped around my shoulders and over my legs. The reason I couldn’t move was the simple fact a motherfucking lion was lying on top of me with a tiger wedged against my other side.

“Why the hell are you two on top of me?” I grumbled as I wriggled an arm free and shoved at Rambler.

The tiger lifted his head from his paws and gave a greeting chuff before he licked my cheek. He shifted his weight so it wasn’t on me, which also allowed him to nuzzle against me easier. The deep threatening growl that rumbled out of Nine had Rambler jerking his head back and answering with his own snarl. Nine’s paw pulled me closer as he snuffled my hair with little grunts of pleasure.

When his lion was satisfied, Nine shifted so I was now trapped by his naked body. “You’re finally awake,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to my neck.

“How long was I out?” I asked, once more trying to pull away from him, but I froze when I felt something off. “Nine. Why the fuck are you still locked to me?”

Rambler stood and walked away as if he didn’t want to take part in this conversation and headed downstairs. Looking around, I discovered no one else was in the room but the two of us. Over the past few days, that has been a rare occurrence since it seemed like they all wanted to be close by. Could it be that my heat was over, and now it was back to treating each other like we were the strangers that we were?

Matters were made more infuriating when I couldn’t twist far enough around to glare at Nine. “Are you going to answer me?” I snapped.

Nine growled, sliding his hand around my throat to pull me sharply against his chest. “You do not speak to your alpha in that tone… ever.”

“Yeah, but you’re not my alpha. I’m not one of the crew, nor am I officially part of your pride. So how exactly are you my alpha?” I taunted, unwilling to let him bully me around like this.

His growl grew louder as his teeth grazed the shell of my ear. “Because you’re mine.”

My whole body went still at his words. “Wh-what do you mean by that,” I stuttered.

“Exactly like it sounds, and until you submit to me, we’ll be connected like this. Think of it like a shifter version of forced therapy between couples. Biologically we are meant to be together, but the human side of things is fucking up the plans. Hence why I’m still locked to you an hour later, and no one else is around,” Nine explained critically.

“What you’re saying makes us sound like mates, but you told me that wasn’t a thing that happened with felines,” I argued, my voice getting louder as I spoke. “Was this your plan? Lie to me until it’s too late, and I’m left with absolutely no choice in the matter? You asked me to give you a chance to show me how life could be better. How is this better?”

By that last question, I could tell I was on the verge of a hysterical breakdown. I’d been freed from one master only to wind up in the same exact situation. Only this one was worse because I never had a choice in the matter.

“This doesn’t happen,” Nine roared. “It’s been centuries since a fated pair has been seen. I’ve only ever heard rumors of this happening and assumed it was idle gossip. Felines don’t mate, they don’t confine themselves to a single partner, and they certainly don’t mark each other.”