“Pups.” The alpha agreed. Walking over to palm the back of my head meaningfully.
“She’ll bear some. Soon.” Hunter vowed.
“Good.” Draven nodded. “She stays here. She’s mated. She bears pups. It is my law. Then it is revealed at Declarations who’s been claimed.”
But I knew he wasn’t saying it for their benefit anymore. It’s for mine.
If I run, I’ll have defied his laws.
That’s challenging him. Not a hill I was ready to die on.
“We’ll be there.” Vanquish said.
Hunter and Racer nodded in agreement.
“Good.” Draven said. “Teach the she-wolf to obey before the Moon or you will kill her.” He muttered over his shoulder as he exited.
Vanquish’s furious gaze levelled on me.
And I knew there was going to be hell to pay for threatening to bolt. Especially when the alpha was close enough to hear.
It’d made it appear that these three strong Border Guards couldn’t control one minor she-wolf.
I made them look weak.
"Get that ridiculous cloak off her." Vanquish ordered as he caught my elbows out in front of me.
Racer took one side and Hunter took the other.
Once it fell to the floor, Vanquish released my arms to grab the shoulders of my dress and ripped it all the way to the bottom.
Yelping in terror I backed against the wall. Feeling my breasts bounce as I did.
That made Vanquish growl and pin me. His predatory instinct triggered by my retreat. He pounced. Pinning my wrists next to my head. He slid his feet between mine. Then
skid them apart. Opening my legs and exposing my entrance.
"Please, Vanquish. Don't!" I was tossing my head.
"I like when you beg my name." He reached down and grabbed himself sliding against my slit as thought to penetrate me but then at the last moment passing it by. He panted with need. I could feel his desperation. "I want to you fill you with my seed."
He rubbed again. His hips writhing with the movement.
"That's hot." Racer whined.
"You couldn't get a piece of cloth between the two of them." Hunter laughed. "He's going to destroy her tomorrow."
I looked at him afraid.
He was rubbing on me. His eyes closed in pleasure. His tanned throat straining as his head
tipped back in pleasure at the sensation.
"Are you?" I asked in a quivering voice. Hating my weakness.
"What?" His head dropped forward, and green eyes levelled on me.
"Going to destroy me?"
"Absolutely."
What does that even mean? He's going to hurt me?
Racer and Hunter approached to thrust against opposite thighs.
All three of them were grinding against me in their eagerness.
I tried to look away. But everywhere I looked there was a set of eyes watching me as they did these things to me. Enjoying the panic written over me.
Vanquish caught my jaw and made me look into his eyes while he rubbed against my slit.
Like he always does.
Of the three he was always the most ruthless.
Vanquish was the first to release his grip on his dick and push it against my pelvis to send white fluid shooting up my belly and the underside of one heavy breast. It wasn't long before the other two followed.
Showering me in their pleasure. They moaned. Heads thrown back and abdomens tightening as they gripped the root of their sex. Rising to the point of their satiation. The peak of their pleasure.
And despite myself, seeing them all in the throes of their pleasure was strangely erotic. Sending some deep pride winding through me that my body had brought them to this point.
I felt myself moisten between my thighs. My body was readying itself to be mated. Despite whether my mind wanted it.
The she-wolf in me is ready to be taken by the wild males.
She expects to be.
It was the way of our kind for the she-wolves to be possessed under the Mating Moon.
But I don’t want to be. Not the human part.
Racer bent to collect the scraps of my dress and wiped me down where they had sullied my skin.
Hunter nudged Vanquish aside.
“You guys hold her arms.” he was crouching before me.
What’s he doing? But like they always did they seemed to read each other’s minds.
Racer and Vanquish hoisted me up and spread my arms straight along the wall. Pinned there with their chests.
Then hunter caught one of my legs and bent it over his shoulder. Then the other one. So, his face was buried in the nest of my sex.
Like Vanquish had done.
Hunter licked more deliberately lifting my rear to get the angle he wanted. Lathing around my opening and only
probing in with his tongue.
I panted and wiggled. Involuntarily rotating my hips against his face.
“She likes that!” Racer said in a purr. “I want some.”
“Tomorrow,” Vanquish said. “you guys are going to hold her down on the floor for me. I’m going to pound her so hard she’s whining.”
I was terrified that was true.