Chapter 8 #3
My cheeks burned with embarrassment, my body betraying me, responding to their touch in ways I couldn’t even begin to comprehend. Logan’s fingers continued to pump in and out of my ass, his pace quickening, driving me closer and closer to the edge.
“Please,” I begged, my voice a ragged, desperate plea. “Please, I can’t take anymore.”
But they didn’t stop, they only pushed harder, faster, their hands roaming over my body, pinching my nipples, rubbing my clit, claiming me, possessing me. I writhed and moaned against the wall, my body on fire, my need consuming me.
And then, when I was at my most vulnerable, just about to shatter right there with Logan’s fingers in my bottom, Edward slapped his hand between my spread legs, spanking my pussy hard enough to hurt and stopping my impending orgasm in its tracks.
“Aaiiyyy!” I cried out.
“But our mate has been a bad girl and she’s not going to get to come until she’s been properly punished,” Edward warned and then he used the flats of his fingers to spank my mound over and over again.
My sensitive flesh stung like it had been scalded, and I bit my lip, trying to keep quiet and put on a brave face.
I could survive this.
I had to survive this.
Even as the slaps to my pussy continued and Jamie’s fingers slipped back into my mouth, and Logan’s fingers continued to assault my ass, I started to feel like I was losing myself.
Like my body and mind were no longer one and I was somehow floating above myself, watching as I writhed and moaned, begging for release.
Then Edward used his fingers to spread my pussy open obscenely, exposing my clit. I could feel it pulse, almost like the open air was caressing it. With a wry grin, Jamie pulled his fingers from my mouth and without warning, spanked my clit directly.
It was the worst pain I’d ever experienced. The most intense, acute, and horrible. I cried out loudly. Jamie didn’t care. He spanked my clit again and again, and I knew he wasn’t going to stop until he was satisfied that I’d been punished like a naughty little girl.
“Please! Please! It hurts!” I cried out.
I didn’t want to beg. I wouldn’t, but my pussy was burning like it had been stung by a thousand bees, and if this went on much longer, I wasn’t sure if I was going to cry or start coming or both.
“I can’t take any more! Please!” I tried to sound fierce, but my words came out a meek little whimper.
My legs trembled, my body shaking, my breath coming in ragged gasps. And then Jamie’s fingers slapped my clit again and that was it. I shattered, pleasure and pain colliding and spiraling through me like wildfire.
I moaned loudly, the sound echoing off the walls. Logan’s fingers slammed into my ass one last time and it was like an explosion, the sensation all-encompassing. I screamed, my body writhing and thrashing against the wall, my climax ripping through me with a force that left me breathless.
“Bad girl. Coming so hard with both this soaking wet little cunt and your tightest hole sore,” Logan chided and the shame heating my face burned that much hotter.
I slumped against the wall, my legs barely able to support me. Logan’s fingers slid out of my ass, leaving me feeling empty and hollow. My body was spent, and entirely too exhausted from the intensity of the orgasm that had rocked me to my very core.
Edward snickered, his fingers tracing lightly over my sensitive skin.
“I didn’t mean to,” I tried, but the words died on my tongue as Logan slapped my ass hard.
“Bad little mates don’t choose to come. They’re made to come,” Logan growled.
Jamie chuckled, his hand slipping between my legs, his fingers tracing the sensitive folds of my pussy. “She’s so fucking wet, her pretty pink cunt is practically weeping for us.”
Unable to deny the truth of his words, a mewl of shame escaped me.
“You’ve had your fun. Let me go,” I pleaded weakly.
“She thinks we’re through with her,” Edward smirked.
“Such an innocent little thing,” Jamie said, amusement written all over his features.
“Little mate, we’re only beginning,” Logan said, and I could hear the promise in his voice. I tensed, my heart pounding in my chest.
No.
I couldn’t take anymore. I needed to get away, to escape before they consumed me completely. I gathered the last of my strength, pushing against them with all my might, but it was no use. They easily held me in place, their hands like vises holding me.
“Feisty,” Logan growled, his eyes dark with desire.
“Bad girl. You need to be stuffed full of our cocks, don’t you?” Jamie asked and my eyes opened wide.
Oh, my god. No. I didn’t. I was innocent. I couldn’t.
But my pussy was dripping, and I didn’t know how to explain that.
Edward’s hands trailed down my body, cupping my breasts, teasing my nipples until they hardened under his touch.
“We’re going to take you, little mate. All three of us.
One after the other. You can’t fight it.
Now the only thing for us to decide is which of us is going to fuck which of your pretty holes. ”
“I want to feel that tight little cunt clench around my cock,” Logan declared.
“I want to fuck that wet little mouth,” Jamie grinned.
“Then I’ll go first. She needs that naughty little asshole fucked first,” Edward replied, the dark excitement in his voice causing my stomach to plunge down to the tips of my toes.
No. No! They couldn’t be serious. There was no way I was letting them fuck me. I would die before I let that happen. I was a virgin, and I was going to remain a virgin. I was a hunter, and they were the enemy, and I would not succumb to them. I would not.
Edward stepped closer, his lips brushing against my ear. “I’m going to fuck that tight little ass of yours,” he whispered seductively. “Hard enough to make certain you understand what happens to naughty little mates who fight their alphas.”
I tensed, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn’t let this happen, but I was powerless to stop it.
They were too strong, too determined. I tried fighting again, but Logan and Jamie took hold of me and spun me around.
Jamie kicked my ankles apart, forcing me to spread my legs, and Logan wrapped his hand around the back of my neck and pinned me against the wall.
My bare ass felt so exposed. My asshole clenched as my naked breasts pressed against the cold brick.
“Don’t do this,” I pleaded.
Then I felt Edward’s thick cock between my legs, sliding up and down my wet folds, and I froze.
“Stop! No. Please!” I begged, hating the sound of my own voice, but I couldn’t stop the words from tumbling out of my mouth. “Don’t—don’t—” I couldn’t say it.
The rough head of his cock grazed against my clit, and I couldn’t stop the lightning bolt of pleasure that struck right through me.
“It’s too big. Too much.” It was true. I couldn’t handle his size. None of the three were small. I had seen that with my own eyes. They were huge and thick and there was no way on earth they would be able to fit inside my body.
Edward chuckled and I felt his hot breath against my neck. His cock continued to rub up and down my soaked pussy, teasing me, torturing me. “You’re so fucking wet, little mate, you need this,” he growled, his voice laced with a mix of amusement and lust.
Logan’s and Jamie’s hands roamed over my body, their touch possessive, hungry, as they held me in place for whatever was coming next.
Then Edward’s hand slid down my stomach and settled between my legs, his fingers teasing my clit, circling it slowly, sending jolts of pleasure through my body.
“You need this naughty little ass fucked, don’t you?” Edward murmured into my ear as he thoroughly coated his cock with the sopping wetness between my thighs.
I bit my lip, trying to hold back a moan. “No, no, no, no,” I insisted, but even I knew that my words were a futile lie.
His fingers dipped lower, tracing the entrance to my pussy. “You’re soaking wet, little mate. You can’t fool us.”
“Fuck you,” I hissed, and he laughed again.
“Soon enough,” he promised.
Without another word, he started circling my clit, teasing and taunting me until I was trembling with desperate need. Just as I was about to open my mouth and beg him to press harder, to give me more, to make me come, he moved.
He shifted his hips, the thick head of his cock nudging against my asshole.
Panic surged through me. This couldn’t be happening.
I was innocent, a hunter, a goddamn fucking assassin, and yet here I was, pinned against the wall, about to have my ass taken for the very first time by a wolf shifter.
About to be defiled in the worst possible way.
I tried to push away, to fight back, but Logan’s and Jamie’s hold on me was unbreakable. Edward’s hands were on my hips, holding me steady as he pushed forward, his cock pressing insistently against my tight ring.
“Tell me, little mate. Do you feel like a bad girl? About to get your virgin asshole punished by your very first cock?” he asked, his voice deep, mean, and far too aroused.
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Good, because bad girls don’t get it gentle. They get it long and hard and rough.”
My pussy clenched.
This was it.
I was about to get fucked for the first time in my ass and it was going to hurt.
“Please be gentle,” I begged.
“You don’t need gentle, bad girl. You need to be punished. That’s why that sweet little pussy is soaking wet.”
“Please!” I tried one last time.
“Do you need me to put you over my knee so I can spank your ass bright red first? Do you need that, naughty girl?”
I didn’t want that.
“No,” I whispered, my face hot as I imagined that very picture happening right now and I tried to ignore how my pussy clenched just thinking about it.
“Then ask me to punish this tight little asshole with my cock. Ask me to fuck you hard enough to make you come as pretty tears run down your cheeks.”
“I can’t,” I whimpered.