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“We’re not done using you. I have plans to make you my filthy”—he moved his hand from my neck to my chin and forced his fingers into my mouth—“little”—he shoved his fingers deeper into me, reaching the back of my throat and making me gag—“whore.”
I coughed on him, spit dribbling down my chin and eyes watering, but I didn’t pull away.
I wanted to be his filthy little whore. I wanted him to do insane, crazy, and fucked up things to me, things that I didn’t even want to write in my journal because I’d feel way too guilty about asking anyone to do them.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Thayer asked, the corner of his lips curling into a wicked smirk. “You want me to snap a collar and leash around your throat and walk you around like a dog, brand you all over your body again so you know who you belong to?”
Heat gathered between my legs, and I found myself sucking harder on his fingers. He thrust them deeper down my throat, pushing them in and out of me, as if he were throat-fucking me.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Please.”
“Fuck,” he grunted, pressing his bulge against the front of my hips and grinding it up and down, as if he were inside me too, showing me how deep his cock could get. “I wish I were coming against your fucking cervix again, Pretty Bird. You’d look damn sexy, pregnant with one of our pups.”
My breath caught in my throat, my pussy fucking beating.
“I read through that entire journal, and I didn’t see a word about your breeding kink in there,” he said, dropping his hand to my cunt and playing with my folds. “But by the way your mouth started salivating and how your cunt just tightened, I can tell that’s what you want.”
“Thayer,” I whispered, my cheeks flushing.
I didn’t know how the fuck he had found out, what I had done to even give him that mere thought. I had made sure not to write it down anywhere, but I couldn’t stop my body from reacting to his words. Heat rushed through my aching body.
Before tonight, I had only touched myself to that breeding fantasy one time. I refused to let myself slip into it multiple times, like I had with some of these other fantasies because I couldn’t see myself breeding with any other guys. And I had never thought I would see these four wolves again.
“Admit it,” he growled. “You want us to shove our cum deep into your holes until you’re filled to the brim with it because the thought of us wanting to fill you with pups, to claim you as our own, turns you the fuck on.”
Whimpering softly, I grasped on to his hand so he would stop rubbing my clit. It was only turning me on more, but I couldn’t get off, thinking about something like that. I’d promised myself that I would never think that about these guys again.
It made me feel so dirty and shameful.
“Thayer,” I said.
But he didn’t stop rubbing my clit. He wanted me to get off on the thought, on the mere fantasy of these guys wanting to get me pregnant, though I wasn’t sure why. One day, they would find their mates and want families with them.
Not me.
“Please, Thayer, don’t,” I whispered.
I was sure that Gaian had told him my safe word. Thayer wasn’t going to stop until I said that single word to him, and even then … I didn’t know if he’d stop. Thayer was crazy.
Still, I didn’t say it because I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted to come at the thought of each of them so desperate to put their pups inside me that they wanted to fuck me day and night, until I begged them to let me rest.
After a couple of moments, Thayer chuckled menacingly at me. “Wolves are good at breeding, Pretty Bird. We’re also good at putting pups inside our mate until her belly is swollen and she’s lying in bed, helpless. We all love that, but especially alphas.”
The way he said it wasn’t just a fact, but a promise.
That was what each of them wanted to do to me. That was what theyallwould do to me.
Especially Alpha Calder.
But that wasn’t what caught me off guard. Thayer had said that wolves like them were good at putting pups inside theirmate. Mate, singular and not plural. Mate, as in me. Sina Baker. Pretty Bird. The innocent human girl who had thought that they were just best friends.
“Calder wants you pregnant,” Thayer said, dragging his claw down the center of my chest and over the scarredCPthat he must’ve drawn on my body earlier to brand me as part of their pack. “So you don’t ever leave us again.”
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