“Yes,” Nate growled, as if he could hear my thoughts. “You’re ours. Always ours.”
I couldn’t have denied him to save my life. He was thrusting inside me at a pace that was almost feral. If I hadn’t known any better, I would have sworn he’d completely lost his mind. Maybe he had, and I was right there with him, drifting into insanity. If that was true, it was a beautiful madness, and one I embraced.
“You’re the one who’s making it beautiful, Luna,” Rowan said. “Without you, it would be pointless.”
Maybe he was right, but I didn’t have the strength and focus to answer him. I could only allow my hunger and desire to flow through me, into him. Unlike me, he was still so coherent, and that struck me as wrong.
I bit the inside of my cheek so hard I tasted blood, and in response, Rowan groaned. Held down by Nate, I couldn’t see what Rowan was actually doing, but I felt him touch himself. Nate buried his claws in my hips, slicing into the flesh. I liked that too, liked that they’d stopped treating me as if I was a breakable human.
“No, you’re anything but breakable,” Rowan murmured. “But maybe we should try, anyway.”
Nate grabbed my arm and twisted it behind me at an awkward angle. With my spine in this position, I was under a significant amount of strain. Nate could have easily broken my back—and possibly every bone in my body—if he pushed me a little further. He didn’t, because this wasn’t about the damage.
He squeezed my wrist in a painful hold, all the while continuing to thrust inside me. Each jarring motion was stronger than the last, and the pain made my world grow fuzzier around the edges.
I didn’t know what finally made me come. Maybe it wasn’t anything in particular, just the build-up of pain and pleasure, almost unnatural in its intensity. Maybe it was the chaos, the power I could still feel even if we were hidden away from its light. Or maybe it was the moment when Sam and Rowan kissed.
Whatever the reason, I tumbled over the edge, my body clenching around the dick inside me. Nate let out an almost agonized snarl, his hold on me so tight he nearly snapped my arm. Burying himself inside me one last time, he came, pumping me full of seed.
But he wasn’t done with me, and he kept fucking me through our shared orgasm. His cock didn’t soften, and his desire for me just increased instead of becoming more sedate.
He loosened his hold on my arm and pulled me upright, into his lap. As he bent back on the cot, he forced my legs apart as far as they could go. In this position, I was completely exposed to Rowan and Sam’s eyes. They looked at me with such hunger I thought I would definitely not survive this.
They said nothing. At this point, we didn’t have to speak at all. Even my bond with Rowan was silent, or rather, overflowing with emotions instead of coherent messages. I closed my eyes and willed them to have me, to take whatever they wanted and needed from me.
Rowan moved in between my legs and positioned his dick against my pussy, right next to Nate’s cock. Slowly, ever so slowly, he slid home.
Until the day before, I’d been a virgin, but my body knew what it wanted. I easily adjusted to having not just one, but two men inside me. I gasped, and Sam took advantage of that to move in closer and thrust his dick into my mouth.
He was harsher than Nate had been earlier, but I was harsher too. When he buried his dick all the way into my throat, I almost choked. I breathed through my nose, forcing my body to accept it, to accept him. And maybe that wouldn’t have worked had I not been distracted by something else.
My fangs ached and, following a sudden impulse, I grazed the surface of his prick with the sharp tips. I was tempted to just bite down, but from this position, I could have easily ripped off Sam’s dick. That wasn’t something I was willing to do. If nothing else, he still needed it to fuck me.
Strangely enough, I realized he wouldn’t have minded it if I had bitten him. He let out a low gasp, and a spike of arousal echoed through me. We didn’t have a mating bond, not yet, not completely, since they hadn’t claimed me. But even so, I could feel him, feel his desire to bind us through a chain of blood, love, and pain.
I didn’t resent him for it. I wanted freedom from everything I’d left behind in my pack, but this was something I’d chosen, not a cage or true captivity, but a gift. Maybe it would bring us all pain in the end, but that wasn’t something I feared.
After that, I allowed my mind to drift into the haze of ecstasy and rightness. My mates took over, having no trouble adjusting to one another even if this was the first time they were together like this. If I’d had any doubts before about how right our relationship was, this would have definitely settled it. They moved together in perfect sync, slowly driving me closer and closer to the edge.
The pain I’d felt earlier from Rowan was no longer there. What replaced it was a promise that tasted like blood, tears, and madness. And there was something more there, a quiet yearning and an understanding of the destiny that had led us to this moment.
That feeling was like a physical caress, and as my lovers continued to pound in and out of me, I shuddered, reaching out to them. I couldn’t speak, but I didn’t have to. Nate buried his fangs in my shoulder, and ecstasy assaulted me as the connection between us snapped into place. It was different from what I’d experienced with Rowan, but then again, of course it was. He was very different from my first mate. He’d been my friend before he’d become my lover, and I’d missed him and Sam dearly after they’d left. Now that we were together again, our reunion was so powerful I nearly lost my mind. If I didn’t, it was precisely because our bond anchored me, and because I needed more.
The mating bite propelled me over the edge, into climax. My body tightened around my lovers’ dicks, and I let out a muffled cry around the cock in my mouth. With echoing growls, Nate, Rowan, and Sam all came, pumping me full of their seed.
I was too lost in my own head to swallow every drop of Sam’s spunk, but he didn’t seem to mind. He pulled out of my mouth at the last moment, splattering my face with his seed. I could feel his pleasure echoing through me, although it was much more distant than what I felt from Nate and Rowan.
Out of all of them, he was the only one who hadn’t bitten me, who’d yet to claim me properly. But that was a problem we could easily solve.
With a wet squelch, Nate and Rowan pulled out of me. Sam took me into his arms and slid inside me, a smooth thrust that almost made me come all over again. Impossibly, he was still hard.
I was floating in a sea of ecstasy and completely at his mercy. I was a vessel of his lust, and I loved every second of it.
My bond with my mates vibrated with a mix of relief and arousal. We were all lost in a whirlpool of emotion, and I never wanted to escape it. It was so powerful it threatened to drown me, thrusting me into a brutal world of madness, love, and viciousness. But if it had killed me, it would have been the perfect way to go, and I wouldn’t have regretted it. My desire for my mates overpowered everything, even my instincts of self-preservation.
My life, my heart, my consciousness, everything about me belonged to them. And I wouldn’t have had it any other way.
When Sam finally sank his fangs into my flesh, my mind almost shattered. It hurt, but it was a beautiful pain. And through it, through me, a new bond was created—between all of us. It was like I was the conduit for something greater, as if each of us were a piece of a larger puzzle, finally sliding into place.
