Chapter 21
Ansley
I’m about to be claimed by Remy for the first time.
It’s hard to reconcile all of this. It was difficult enough to accept that Hayden was my mate. But Remy, too? It should scare me more than it does. I don’t know why it doesn’t, but it feels right. My instincts are making me as needy now as I was when Hayden claimed me for the first time.
“Are you ready for me, mate?” Remy asks, putting his hands on my hips.
“I hope so,” I whimper, tensing up when I feel his body against mine, his cock probing my entrance.
“I can feel that you are,” he murmurs, a hand sliding up my spine like a caress. “You’re going to take me just like you took Hayden. But that’s only the beginning of your torment tonight.”
I try to relax, but it’s difficult with my ass still burning from the belt and my body wound tight with arousal I’m not allowed to release.
When Remy pushes inside, the stretch is immediate, but not as overwhelming as Hayden.
He’s not as thick, but just like his tongue, his dick is longer than the Alpha’s.
“It’s a shame I don’t get to feel you come on my cock like a mate is supposed to the first time they’re taken,” he growls, some disappointment in his voice. “Don’t you wish you could?”
“Yes,” I admit, feeling him pushing deeper.
“That’s your fault,” he teases, his hand tightening on my hip, a thumb digging into one of the spots I got whipped by the belt. “I’d love nothing more than to feel you climax again and again while I fuck you. Your pleasure is as important as mine.”
“I’m sorry for being disobedient,” I mewl, feeling him push into me with a little more vigor.
“But you’re not sorry. Not really,” Remy murmurs. “You’d do it again if you were faced with the same choice. Wouldn’t you?”
I bite my tongue. I can’t lie, but telling the truth might get me into even more trouble. “Not without asking first… without telling you. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“You’re learning,” Remy is speaking in such a conversational way, like he’s not currently fucking me for the first time after having belted me ass, pulling back a few inches and plunging into me.
“But that’s not going to make this any easier.
I’ve heard she-wolves howl and beg for hours when they’re punished like this.
Since you’re not a she-wolf, I guess all you’ll do is scream. ”
He pulls back slowly, letting me feel every ridge and vein until the head is poised at my entrance. Then he slams back with a brutal thrust. The impact makes my welted ass burn, adding more pain to the pleasure.
“Punishments like this used to be done in public,” Remy says, pulling back, then grinding his length into me. “Would you like for us to call the rest of the pack? Let them see what is happening to our disobedient mate?”
“No,” I cry, the thought of being exposed like that making my core clench with dread. “Please, no.”
“Then let this be a lesson to you,” he lectures, his words accentuated by his hard thrusts. “Our kind don’t order our mates around just because we can. We want to keep you safe. Keep you protected. There is no pain like the pain that comes from losing a mate. Some wolves don’t survive it.”
“I’m sorry,” I moan again.
“You will be,” he says.
Remy begins to thrust into me, his rhythm faster than Hayden’s, but just as relentless.
Every slap of his hips makes the welts throb, just adding to my punishment.
I grit my teeth and try to withstand it, even as I feel the pleasure coursing through me.
Pleasure that grows in intensity as the pressure builds.
It threatens to unravel me, but I fight against it until I can’t stand it anymore.
“Please,” I gasp, pulling against the tight restraints.
“Please what?” Remy growls. “Fuck you harder?”
“No!” I cry out, but it’s too late.
Remy’s hands go to my shoulder. He tilts his hips and starts driving his length deeper into me.
I’ve gotten harder thrusts from Hayden, but Remy’s thick cock is longer.
He goes deeper, stretching my depths and hammering my cervix.
The pressure builds and builds, but the skin-on-skin slaps against my ass keep the fire burning, which dulls some of the pleasure.
“You’re lucky, mate,” he growls. “Lucky that I’ve been craving you since the moment I caught your scent. Otherwise, I’d make this last even longer.”
“Please, no,” I whine, not even sure what I’m begging for anymore.
Remy’s pace quickens, his hips snapping against me with the fury of a wolf that’s been dying for this.
Each thrust drives him deeper, hitting spots inside that make my vision blur and my breath come out in ragged gasps.
The pleasure is intense, building with terrifying speed, my core already close to exploding.
“I thought I’d suffer alongside you, not being able to feel you come,” Remy growls, his grip digging into my shoulders. “But I can feel your body reacting, even when you’re fighting it. Let’s see how you handle getting filled until you’re dripping.”
It takes everything inside me to hold back. Every thrust drags me closer and closer to the edge I’m dangerously close to. Just when I think I’m going to come, Remy moves a hand from my shoulder, letting me feel his touch as he trails his way to my clit and pinches.
“Aaaiiiyyy!” I shriek but the sharp sensation pulls me back from the edge, and I feel my walls fluttering on Remy’s length, the denied orgasm making me shudder.
Remy squeezes harder, the sensitive nub trapped between his fingers. I jerk against my restraints, but I can’t move. He slams his hips into me again and again until he’s throbbing inside my pussy. If I can just hold on a little longer…
“Fuuuuck!” he roars, his thrusts becoming erratic as he climaxes.
The pulsations from his release are like pure pleasure being injected directly into my core.
I want to give in so badly. It would be so easy.
As natural as taking my next breath. But I refrain, somehow.
I endure the throbbing cock as it pleasures me, orgasms begging to be released as I clench.
I feel him swell, just like with Hayden, but then it recedes.
Finally, he stills.
“Good girl,” he murmurs. “If you ask nicely, Hayden might give you a break before he fucks you. Then it’ll be my turn again.”
“Did you knot, brother?” Hayden asks.
“No,” Remy sighs, slowly pulling his length out of me, leaving my body aching from the emptiness. “I felt something, right as I climaxed. Something unusual.”
“A feeling like something is missing?” Hayden inquires.
“Exactly,” Remy growls. “But we’re both here now. She is our mate. I should have been able to knot.”
I’m silent as I listen, still recovering and teetering on the edge, my walls clenching and pulsing around nothing as the once-impending orgasm finally fades.
“Perhaps there are still pieces missing,” Hayden says. “Things we don’t understand.”
“What if…” Remy trails off. “What if she’s not just our mate, Hayden? What if there are others?”
“Our brothers?” Hayden questions. “You think she could be a mate for all of us?”
“The thought doesn’t drive me into a jealous rage,” Remy growls. “I feel like something is missing, and I don’t know what else it could be.”
“You hear that, mate?” Hayden asks, walking behind me, putting his hands on my hips. “You might not just have two mates. Think you can handle all five of us?”
“Oh god! I… I don’t know,” I admit, tensing up as Hayden pushes his cock into me. I should ask for a break, but feeling him inside me is too good. His thickness. The familiar hardness. I want it too much to stop him. “Not tonight, please not tonight.”
“Tonight, you only belong to us,” Hayden says. “But if it’s true, and you’re meant for all of us, then we’ll have to take things slow. Wyatt next, wouldn’t you say Remy? That’ll test the theory.”
“It would,” Remy says. “He’s the youngest. If he feels the same madness we felt, then we’ll know she’s meant for us all.”
“He also knows a lot more about Scions that we do,” Hayden is just casually chatting to his brother while pushing his entire length into me and making me gasp. “Maybe he’ll have more insight after he meets her.”
I barely have time to process what they’re saying. Five mates. Not just two. Is that what is missing? Why they can’t knot? After hearing about it from Hayden and Remy, I’m curious to know what that will feel like.
Hayden starts moving inside me. Unlike Remy’s frenzied pace, Hayden’s thrusts are deliberate and controlled. I can feel the need, but he’s not as hungry as he was the first time he claimed me. If I weren’t being punished, this would be incredible.
“This is as much of a punishment for me as it is you,” Hayden groans. “Remy doesn’t know how good it actually feels when you come apart. I do.”
Hayden’s cock fills me completely, the thickness stretching me in ways that Remy’s length couldn’t.
But I’m getting used to Hayden. I’ve felt how he moves, how his throbs tease the sensitive spot inside me.
That doesn’t stop my body from reacting.
Even more than it did with Remy because Hayden is familiar.
Once he works himself up to a rhythm, I struggle not to give in to the pleasure. It’s almost blinding, my mouth hanging open, some drool pooling on the chair below me.
“She’s close again,” Remy observes, moving to stand where I can see him. “Look at her. She’s trembling.”
“She can handle it,” Hayden gasps, his thrusts getting harder. “She is our mate, and she’s stronger than she looks. Stronger than she thinks.”
I don’t feel strong. Hayden’s hard, deliberate thrusts make me feel like I’m coming apart at the seams. Two days ago, I was a virgin. Now, I’m naked, bound, and being taken by two enormous men… two enormous beasts.
Every nerve ending is on fire, and not just the ones spread across my battered ass. I feel the pleasure everywhere. My toes curl and uncurl, lightly brushing against the wood, my legs restrained too much for me to do anything else.