Chapter 36
Ilicked my lips, trying to keep my breathing shallow. Their chocolate scent was lethal, so it was best I get this over with quickly.
It took a few tries for me to unstick my tongue from the roof of my mouth. Get it out. Get. It. Out.
“I fucked an Alpha.” I lifted my chin. “And it was so fucking good.” My lie tasted sour on my tongue. The gross sensation in my stomach had only grown the more I smelled the Alpha’s cum on me.
“What?” Sinclair’s accent thickened. He kept shaking his head like he’d heard wrong.
“I fucked another man.” I shouldn’t feel guilty for shoving it in their faces. I didn’t feel guilty, not after watching another woman in their laps, their hands all over her. All the while, they knew who I was to them. They never had courtesy for me, and they didn’t deserve mine.
“Lies,” Elias hissed, hand lashing out like he could swat away the words.
I raised an eyebrow.
“Don’t believe me, then.” I shrugged. It took all my fucking effort to keep it together. Kyan’s frown was so deep, the indents on his face looked carved in. “Now, leave me be, I’m finally getting some peace.”
I wasn’t opposed to starting another fight to get sent back into solitary since my time was almost done.
I was mid-turn when my hair was pulled, forcing me back a step. Stings littered my scalp. Sinclair dragged me to face him. He crowded closer until my ass was pressed against the wall. His face loomed over mine, a deep growl vibrating in his throat.
“She smells of cum,” he bit out, his chest heaving. I pursed my lips, trying to hold my breath, but it was no use; their scent filled my nose, and slick gathered at an alarming rate, dampening the inside of my thighs.
Fuck.
I yanked my head to get free of Sinclair, and he let go, as I knew he would.
He would have pulled it out if he’d kept the grip.
I started to the side, but Elias slammed his palm down, blocking me with his body.
Whirling, I found Kyan on the other side.
I was boxed into the wall with no chance of escape.
“Get out of my way.” I hated how breathy I sounded.
“You have to be lying.” Kyan nodded, like he’d made a revelation.
“Nope.” That was all I gave them.
Slowly, Sinclair undid his belt, keeping his focus on mine. My breathing elevated.
What I did with Sergei had done nothing to my body, but watching Sinclair undo his jeans had me so wet, it was embarrassing. I turned to Kyan, begging him with my eyes for something. But he remained unfazed, harsher than I’d ever seen him. My stomach swirled with a mix of nerves and anticipation.
Sinclair’s cock bounced free, and I was snagged by the bead of precum gracing the top.
I gritted my teeth, staying expressionless, but they would know I wanted them from my scent.
“The easy way, or the hard way,” Kyan murmured, coming closer until an inch was between his chest and my arm. I swallowed hard and tried to bolt through the sliver of space between their legs.
Hands gripped my waist, ripping a yelp from me. My heart was going crazy, and I couldn’t control my breathing. Kyan pinned my arm to the wall, while Elias held my other arm, rendering me immobile. I gawked up at Sinclair.
Kyan reached to tug my jumpsuit off until it was around my ankles, leaving me in the plain white panties, and the wire-less cotton strip across my breasts.
“Looks like the hard way.” Sinclair’s smirk sent a shiver of panic down to my toes.
Next move, he had his big hands under my knees, and his cock prodded my entrance while his hands squeezed my ass.
Sinclair tilted my hips and seated himself so deep he stole my breath.
His piercing rubbed against my entrance, rippling pleasure through my senses, and he pumped, seating his knot.
I gasped, curling my fingers into my palm.
My channel flexed around his cock without my conscious effort. I whimpered, and Sinclair’s jawline rippled, the anger bubbling in his gaze manifested in each hard thrust.
I let my head drop back against the wall.
They would make me lose myself. I gave an experimental tug against the grip they had on my arms. It didn’t give even a little.
My channel flexed around the hard cock, and Sinclair withdrew his knot with a pop.
The delicious rub of his piercing was next, and I could no longer keep still.
I hiked my hips to get him back inside me.
Fuck it, there was no way I would be able to resist. It wasn’t in my biology. I enjoyed sex more than I thought possible, but I only craved it with them. I relaxed my fingers. Sinclair started a punishing pace that smacked me into the wall.
I came with a scream, my pussy clamping down on him. He grunted and pulled out. Kyan and Elias held my arms tightly, and my feet dropped down, dangling a few inches off the ground.
My body still kept twitching from the flood of pleasure. I hated when they pulled out during my orgasms.
Kyan and Elias lowered me, and my legs wouldn’t hold me, so I dropped to my knees, still being supported by them, but Sinclair’s cock hovered near my face.
He gripped his base and pumped once. Grunting, he came all over my face.
I gasped, the warm lash entering my mouth. The savory, salty cum hit my taste buds, driving me crazier. I squeezed my thighs together.
Elias didn’t give me a chance to catch my breath; he hoisted me into his arms, and another pair of hands slipped around my belly, and warmth pressed against my back, bracing me.
“I have you,” Kyan whispered huskily across my ear, forcing a shiver from me.
I was so distracted by Kyan’s breath against my ear that I didn’t know that Elias had freed himself until he rammed inside me.
His caressing hands on my thighs spread them wider, giving room for his hips to press flush against me.
He pumped, shoving me against Kyan’s hard body, and his balls slapped against my flesh. He repeated the hard careful thrust.
I couldn’t stop twitching. It was too soon after my first release, but they didn’t care. He kept pushing and thrusting until he soothed the hypersensitivity, and I was once again writhing from need.
Moaning, I tilted my head back, rolling it against Kyan’s shoulder.
Sinclair forced my head in his direction with his big hand on the side of my neck. He stood close to Kyan’s right, and he swiped his release into my jaw and under my throat with his thumb.
His hand was cold against my searing hot face. The entirety of his hand engulfed my cheek, and he dragged his thumb across my lip, shoving it inside my mouth.
They weren’t being fair. I suckled on his thumb, moaning from how good he tasted.
Kyan’s arm banded around my waist, and pressure pushed into my entrance beside Elias. The sensation wrung more slick from my sex.
Elias grunted, his hand on my thighs, squeezing. He leaned forward, pressing his kisses to my throat. Kyan thrust, and Elias sank his teeth into my neck.
I screamed, the release washing over me in a wave of bliss. It felt so, so good. I sank my nails into his shoulders, bunching his shirt. He pulled back, and his mouth found mine, claiming it with hungry flicks.
Kyan nestled into my neck and bit down. Another orgasm sliced through me, my pussy clenching on their cocks with such force it made me breathless. I couldn’t think or breathe as I was suspended on a bed of pleasure.
Elias pulled back from my lips, and my gasps echoed in the room. He pressed my face to his throat until my nose was full of his chocolate scent. I licked the column of his neck and moaned.
“Bite down on me.” Elias used his Alpha Bark. I bit, and Elias pushed me harder until the copper taste of blood flooded my tongue. Heat, a different one from pleasure, warmed my stomach, clicking a piece of me in place.
“Fuck, I’m coming,” Elias moaned into my ear, sending me into another orgasm. He pulled his knot out, but warmth flooded my channel, leaking out from the volume. Kyan’s, or was it Elias’? Whoever the hell it was dug their fingers into my waist.
Cum warmed my sex, heightening my lust.
It felt so good. I moaned, clamping around the two cocks buried inside of me.
Kyan’s grip on my hip lifted and slid over the other side of my neck until he cupped my mouth.
He forced the side of his hand, where the meaty part of his palm was between my teeth.
Kyan pumped his hips, and his knot shoved in.
Elias whimpered and did the same until both their knots stretched my channel.
Kyan moaned into my ears, and I came again.
His knot ballooned inside me, stretching me even more until I couldn’t breathe.
“Fuck,” Elias hissed, and he came in a rush of cum, his knot expanding.
My teeth sank into the top and bottom—deep enough that I might have felt bone. Another piece of me locked into place.
Everything faded out of focus, and I struggled to keep my eyes open from the overload of pleasure.
He bellowed and came inside me, his knot swelling until my screaming was muffled by his hand. His grip tightened on my jaw, turning my head to the side.
“Relax, my Briar,” Elias whispered, his voice thick with something I didn’t want to acknowledge. Another pair of lips kissed my neck, right over my Scent Gland, and sank into me. I screamed, my hearing fading as I writhed between all of them.
I struggled to catch my breath, my head limp against his shoulder. Elias cupped my nape and nestled me close, a purr vibrating his chest. Kyan’s warmth stayed behind me, his palm sliding along my bare skin and rubbing my waist.
The pressure of their claims throbbed through me. Their knots loosened, and Elias kissed me as he retreated, releasing so much slick and cum, it felt like I’d pissed myself. Kyan stayed seated inside me, but Sinclair took Elias’ place, sliding into me with ease.
A sliver of reality came with the calming of my pulse.
All of them had fucking claimed me. They forced it on me. Sinclair pumped his hips, and it almost shattered the bit of control I mustered.
“No,” I gasped, tensing. “Leave,” I shrieked, slamming my fist into Sinclair’s face. Pain radiated into my wrist, but it worked. Sinclair flinched, cupping his eye with a hiss.
Kyan was left bracing me, but only with an elbow. I slammed it back and got him to release me.
My hand shook as I reached up to my throat. Lots of fucking blood. They had all bitten my throat so fucking hard. Deep indents, blood, all right over my Scent Gland. They had fucking claimed me.
My chest felt full in a way I’d never experienced. I couldn’t have imagined it, either. Two completed bonds—two strings tethering me to two Alphas—two warm presences. I backed up, hands raised to keep them away.
All of them had zipped their cocks away. I lunged for the jumpsuit Kyan held out for me and ripped them out of his hand. With harsh jerks, I pulled it on.
“This changes nothing,” I shouted. This wasn’t what was supposed to happen! “When my heat comes, I’ll fuck as many guards as I can. I-I’ll—” My words refused to come, enhancing my frustration. Sinclair backed me up until I flinched into the wall, gawking up at him.
“You’ll be out of here by then.” Sinclair’s threat wafted across my cheek with his sweet breath.
The guard with the thick eyebrows entered, fingers hooked in his belt. “Time’s up.” He coughed, fanning his face. “Fuck, man,” he hissed.
Sergei came in behind him.
“Ready?” He raised an eyebrow at me. Heat burned my face, giving away my guilt. The familiar way he addressed me had them all tense.
Kyan looked at me, and then at him, his gaze narrowed.
“You.” Sinclair charged at Sergei.
It was a chaos of shouting and snarls and threats. Another grip yanked me out of the other door, and as soon as it shut, it cut off all the sounds.
The last view I had was Elias’ fist smashing into Sergei as Sinclair kicked his leg out from under him.
A huge guard dragged me back to solitary; his almost-violent look forced me to keep my mouth shut. He had the key to the cell, and he shoved me inside. I stumbled into the pitch-black room, and as soon as the door slammed shut, I dropped to the floor with a dry sob.
I hadn’t bitten Sinclair. Thank God, I hadn’t claimed him.
And I wouldn’t claim him.
Ever.