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“You want this?” he growls, stroking his length as I whine, opening my legs for him. “Beg for it.”

I never beg, nor will I start now. I’d rather die.

His head jerks from the force of my slap, and when his eyes land on me, they are furious, even though I feel his arousal. His hand cuffs my neck, squeezing until I see stars. “If that is how you want to play, then let’s do so.” His hand tightens further. “You want it rough? You want me to use you like you used Raiden? Like a hole to fuck and satisfy my urges? Look at you, dripping with cum and begging for more. You love it, don’t you? Love me even saying this shit.”

Arching up into his touch, I lick his lips until he hisses, his nostrils flaring. “I won’t break. Fuck me or get out so someone else can.”

He throws me across the room, and I hit the tile hard. Before I can get up, he’s on me, one hand on my neck and the other ripping my thighs apart. Torrin thrusts his huge cock inside me, and it’s so long and big, it actually hurts despite how much we have done tonight. I feel him in every inch of my core as he roars in victory.

I actually cry, tears sliding down my cheeks in both relief and pain as he pulls from my body and slams back in, pushing me across the tiles as he makes my pussy his home.

My face crushes to the tile as he fucks me from behind, pinning me with his body. The strength I feel in his hands only makes me want it more. Gods, he’s so big, he is practically tearing me in two, and I love it. It pushes the heat higher until I’m nothing more than a beast pushing back to take him deeper, but then he pulls from my pussy.

“You wanted it hard, and I want to fuck you where no one else has,” he growls, and before I can speak, he forces himself into my ass. It hurts, but the pain only makes my pleasure grow as I claw at the floor, crying out as he forces himself all the way inside, pulls out, then slams back into my ass, forcing me to take him.

“Look at you. You love this, don’t you? Love how we are all desperate to be inside you.” He leans down, and I feel his fur press against my back. The new angle has me seeing stars. “Want to know a secret? I know you want us more.”

I want to argue, but I can’t. I can’t even speak, can only hold on as he takes me where no one else ever has. I don’t know if it’s the mate bond or just me, but I love how he tosses me around and uses me so easily. I’m always in charge, the strong one, but right now, I’m weak and needy. When he pulls out of my ass and takes my pussy again, I actually scream for him. Flames lick at my skin, no doubt singeing his fur, but he doesn’t slow down.

His huge cock spears my pussy then my ass, taking me in both holes, and it keeps me on edge as he wrings release after release out of me. The heat seems to climb from me to him, though, because he’s feral.

My eyes lock on Raiden as he sits up, watching us, and his cock starts to harden.

“Your mate”—Torrin spits the word, filled with hatred—“is still needy.” He drags me over the floor. “Give her what she needs so we can be done,” he demands as his big hand grips the back of my head and forces me down onto Raiden’s cock. He falls back with a cry, his eyes screwed tightly closed as he reaches down, replacing Torrin’s hand with his and shoving himself down my throat. I gulp him hungrily, held between them. It feels so right, the mate bond sings. Raiden’s lightning covers my skin, and a large metal chain constricts me, sinking deeper and pulling me closer to Torrin.

I lose myself in the sensations as they use me. Raiden’s hand is vicious on my head, my cheeks aching as he hits my throat with brutal thrusts. Torrin swells inside me, hitting nerves that have me teetering on the edge of no return.

The bond squeezes us, and the only thing we can do is explode. Our cries of pleasure mix as cum fills my throat, forcing me to swallow, and more quenches the fire in my cunt.

Relief and ecstasy wash through me until I’m boneless, only their hands holding me up until I finally come back to myself.

I release Raiden’s cock from my mouth, and some of his cum spills down my chin. His chest rises and falls, so he’s still alive, but he’s out cold. Turning, I find Torrin sprawled on the floor, breathing heavily. His muscular, hairy thighs shake, and his cock is nestled between them. I need more, though, and he’s there.

I crawl towards him, lowering to lick his cock. His eyes open as I crawl up his body. When he reaches for me, I slap his hands away before turning and lowering onto his cock. I drag his hands up to my breasts to tweak and play with my nipples as I stare at Raiden.

Torrin groans behind me, squeezing and playing with my nipples as I roll my hips, rocking closer to the edge. Our bodies move in sync, his furry thighs below me taut and beautiful as I sway above him. I lose myself in his body until we both find our release again. Slumping into his legs, I nuzzle his fur while I wait for my hammering heartbeat to slow. I expect the mate bond to feel heavy, but if anything their chains seem to ease the weight inside me. When I pull myself off Torrin, he remains silent, so I glance back to check on him.

Torrin is out cold too, and for a minute, I am satisfied and the heat is diminished, but then it returns stronger than ever as I jerk from the force, a cry leaving my throat.

Gods, please make it stop.

CHAPTER

TWENTY-FOUR

She’s going through them, draining them dry. I feel them slip into pleased oblivion and look at Kitt. His jaw jumps as he grinds his teeth. None of us want the bond to grow any deeper, and she’s now locked to three of us, but as she starts to make that crying noise in the kitchen, I know we have no choice. He nods, agreeing with my silent assessment. Taking a deep breath, I step into the room. If I thought the pheromones outside in the hallway were bad, they have nothing on the true force of lust when they smack into me as I step inside. I actually stagger, and my cock hardens so rapidly, it hurts.

Breathing through my nose, I try to stop myself from sinking to my knees and coming, the smell of them all together driving me to the brink of oblivion, and I haven’t even touched her, but I want to. I want to touch her so badly. I saw and felt what they did, and I want to be inside her. I want her to claim me like that, and despite what it means, I no longer care.

Mate bond or not, not even Kitt could keep me from her as I cross the room to where she lies, surrounded by my sleeping brothers.

She doesn’t even appear to notice me, writhing on the tiles as I stand above her. When her eyes finally land on me, they are dazed and tight with pain. “Help me,” she whispers.

“Shh, I’m here, little beastie.” Sinking to my knees, I gather her into my arms and cradle her as I stand, taking her from them just in case she decides to use them again. I move us to the booths, kicking two bench seats together to lay her on their softness. Her skin is red and raw, glowing with sweat and cum. She parts her thighs, exposing her glistening, used cunt. Her lips are swollen, and there’s bruises on her throat, hips, and breasts. She looks well fucked, yet she reaches for me. I need to know she sees me, though, and nobody else.

“Little beastie, say my name.” My voice is soft and caring. I don’t want to hurt her, not like Torrin did. Despite everything she stands for, I like Ferol. She’s a survivor, and she is kind to me when she has every reason not to be. She makes mistakes, and she’s brash and harsh, but she also makes me feel warm inside. It could be the mate bond, but I don’t care. Either way, I have wanted her since the first moment I laid eyes on her, and I’m not holding back this time.

She blinks her unfocused eyes at me. “Bram.” Her voice is hoarse, but she’s present. “Do you think I’m fucking dumb?”