Page 53 of Four Masked Wolves


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“No,” I said.

Though … part of me wanted to lie and say that I had done something. I wanted them to be angry. I wanted them to be jealous, I wanted them to admit their feelings for me, and I wanted Alpha Calder to feel like the biggest piece of shit for leaving me in heat.

I had seen the way he looked at me, but something had held him back. And I couldn’t wait any longer for him.

I wanted all of them. As mine. And mine only.

Gaian snatched my chin, nostrils flaring, and forced me to look at him. “What were you doing with him?” he asked, voice soft but filled with underlying jealousy.

“Fine!” I lied. “What the fuck do you want me to say? You want me to tell you that while all four of you were out at the borders this morning, after all four of you left me in heat alone, that I asked him to come over to fuck me in Calder’s bed to get rid of it?”

It never happened. I would never want that to happen.

But it pissed them off—I could see it in their darkening eyes.

Standing behind Thayer, Darius, and Gaian, Alpha Calder balled his hands into fists and growled so loudly that everyone in the room went silent. Except for me. I wasn’t going to let him try to intimidate me into submission. He fucking wanted me, and I’d make sure that he admitted it tonight, no matter the cost.

“He’s a better fuck than you ever were, Calder,” I growled back through my human teeth.

Before I could say another word, Calder shoved the other guys aside and wrapped his big, callous hand around my neck, canines extended, dripping with saliva all over my throat, the throat that I’d get him to mark one of these days.

“You’ll never fucking compa—”

He snapped my mouth closed, pulled me to his bedroom, kicked open his door, and dragged me into the room. “Get the fuck into the bedroom and shut your fucking mouth,” he sneered, throwing me onto the bed and undoing his belt.

Darius, Gaian, and Thayer followed Calder into the room, each peeling off their clothing and touching, grasping, groping, tugging on all parts of my body, their hands all over me and in places I had been aching for them to touch me since my heat.

Calder grabbed my ankle and yanked me to the edge of the bed, almost immediately thrusting himself into my pussy. “We’re going to fucking breed you,” Calder sneered in my ear, his canines gliding against my soft spot every time he thrust into me. “You’re not leaving this bed until you’re fucking. Full. With. Our. Fucking. Pups.” He thrust into me one last time and grunted, his warm cum filling my insides and spilling out after he slowly pulled himself out.

When he crawled off me, I turned onto my side, placed a hand over my entrance, and whimpered out. He had come so quickly but so ruthlessly inside me, and my pussy already felt so full, so used. Yet, still, I wanted more of them. I wanted them to fuck me to sleep, until tears slid down my cheeks and I begged for them to stop. It felt like they hadn’t touched me in so long.

They couldn’t stop now.

Darius crawled up behind me on the bed, lifted one leg into the air, and pushed my hand away so he could slide himself right into my aching and cum-filled pussy.

“Beg for it,” Gaian growled at me, grabbing a fistful of my hair and forcing me to stare up at Darius as he fucked me. “Beg for him to come inside of you. Beg to bear his pups.”

“Please, come inside of me. Please, please, please come.” I stared up at him, pleading with my teary eyes, my lips swollen and my hands gliding around his shoulder muscles. “Please, give me your pups. Please, Darius. Make me yours.”

After a few more thrusts, Darius grunted and stilled deep inside my pussy, slowly sinking himself even further into my sopping cunt and filling me with his cum. My body relaxed, a weak orgasm rushing through me. I laid my head back, my makeup running down my cheeks, and sucked in a deep breath, my pussy pulsing on Darius’s cock.

When Darius pulled out of me, Thayer shoved himself into me without much of a warning. I yelped out, his huge cock stretching my insides, and grasped on to his muscular shoulders.

“Th-Th-Thay—”

“Oh, Pretty Bird? Have we fucked you so hard already that you can’t even speak?” he asked me, his words so fucking degrading.

My pussy tightened around him, and I threw my head back against the pillow.

He reached between my legs and rubbed my clit. “Come on, Pretty Bird. You can do it. Sound it out slowly, if you have to.”

“Fuck you,” I spit at him, thrusting my hands against his chest.

He caught them in one of his and pinned them above my head on the pillow, smacking me across the cheek. “Guess we haven’t fucked you enough if you can still talk back to us,” he said, pounding his cock deeper and deeper into me. “We’re going to leave you a slobbering mess of a slut.”

My pussy tightened around him even harder, his fingers rubbing torturous circles around my clit. I sank my nails into his shoulders and cried out as wave after wave of pleasure rushed through my body. Was it fucked up that I wanted to get them this angry every day? Fuck yes, but I wasn’t going to stop being a brat.

It got me what I wanted—to come over and over and over on their cocks.

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