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If I was wolf, I could never return to my people. Like this, there could at least be a way to trick my father into believing I had ascended. But, if I returned with wolf in my veins, his warlocks would find me the second I stepped foot into the kingdom - into my kingdom.
“Not yet, Fil,” Valko replied. “Cordovan must submit to our demands first.”
I sighed with relief at Valko’s words, only shown by my chest deflating. Though they had given me more information to use.
A surge of rage assaulted the bond as Lucien snarled. Just as quickly, Valko returned it, somehow subduing Lucien. Another wolf power?
“I want to keep her forever, Valko. She’s amazing.” Fillian leant down over me, his stomach brushing the marks Valko left on me. “You’re so beautiful, princess.” His sweet words were more brutal than Lucien’s harsh laughter.
“Watch her, Fil. Adjust yourself, find a way to make her scream.” Lucien’s voice dropped to a purr, his fingers lazily playing with my aching nipple.
How could they make me scream when I could barely snarl?
Fillian’s hands moved further up my waist, positioning himself to take me again. This time when he thrust, the angle had my eyes rolling to the back of my head as a muffled moan tore from me, so close to the scream that Lucien had promised.
Had I not been tied and gagged, I would be tearing at them all. Scratching where I could, biting them, drinking their blood and forcing them to submit to me.
They had deprived me of my freedom, and I would do the same to them.
Another thrust from Fillian, a tight squeeze on my nipple, and the rough grip of Valko had their bond thrumming around me with energy so palpable that I swore I could taste it.
I had never felt so good, floating high on pleasure while plunging into the depths of despair. It was as if my body and heart were divided, one basking in the touch of the wolves, the other crying out in horror over everything I had lost.
“I want to hear her,” Fillian pleaded. “Valko, I want to hear her voice.”
I tried to use his wish, send it out to them, make them remove the gag. But they had found a way to cut me out completely.
“No. She stays bound.” Valko’s command was final.
Over and over again, Fillian drove himself into me, his pants turning into moans of pleasure. All I could do was succumb to their touch. Lucien clutching my thigh and breast, Valko’s fingers clenching on my stomach, and Fillian’s cries running through me.
“I’m going to come.” Another thrust from Fillian, another moan. “Princess, it feels like you’re swallowing me whole.”
He was taking me, inside me, inside my pussy, filling my soul. No matter how they tried to shut me out of the bond, the closer Fillian grew to his orgasm, the stronger it became. I had no control, but this connection was inspiring love within me. My anguish swept away, leaving pure openness. Infinite space flowing between us I could not understand.
I tried to hold on to my rage, let it anchor me, but it was not enough.
They could feel it too. All of us, bound by this force, no control as it worked away inside us.
“I’m never going to let you go,” Fillian gasped as he thrust into me again. “I want to stay inside you forever.”
And I could feel the truth of it.
As I came, lights burst behind my eyes, and waves of pleasure washed over me. It was as if the three of them were part of me, our hearts beating as one.
Lucien’s wild rage, needing to hurt, while hiding the pain he was trying to escape. Valko’s cold fury, his hopeless sorrow matching my own. Fillian’s lust, hiding the years of loneliness that followed him, and his yearning to run free.
“Princess, you feel so good,” Fillian panted, his hands firm on my waist. “It’s like I’m drowning inside you. Is this okay? Do you want more? Can I touch you here again?”
His thumb pushed through the red hair between my thighs, sinking towards his thrusting cock, finding my clit, still so tender from his tongue’s innocent exploration.
The moment he touched me, I detonated. The rough pad of Fillian’s thumb, along with another thrust that hit me exactly right, and my body was collapsing beneath them. Only this time, I was not working to free myself. Valko pressed against my stomach again, his touch only fuelling my desire.
I gasped, trying to release my breath as wave after wave of pleasure assaulted me, urged on by Fillian’s cry as he came, his hot release coating my pussy, marking me.
I loathed them all. Yet, I wanted to see Fillian’s face, to run my fingers through his hair, to touch him, kiss him, love him with this passion that flared inside me so suddenly.
Fresh fear shuddered through me as I came down. I could still feel them. Even when Fillian slid out of me, and Lucien and Valko’s hands left my skin, I could feel them connected to me, and I realised with sinking horror what this bond was.
