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“It’s only breeding if you knot her and come inside her,” Christopher argued, frowning.
“You think you could make yourself stop and pull out of this tight little pussy before you came?” Gabriel demanded. “Just look at her—look at how responsive she is.” He nodded down at me—I was close to coming again and I couldn’t help moaning and opening my thighs even wider for him. “You think you could stop yourself from knotting Zoe and filling her sweet little pussy with your cum? You know you’d want to give her a creamy pussy and a big belly. You’d want to claim her completely—you couldn’t help yourself!”
“I think she’s coming,” Christopher said. Leaning over, he nuzzled my cheek and kissed the side of my neck. “That’s right, Little Sis—come nice and hard on Gabriel’s fingers,” he murmured. “Squeeze him nice and tight with your sweet, wet pussy.”
I couldn’t have disobeyed if I’d wanted to—and I didn’t want to. I was becoming more and more attached to my stepbrothers and more and more addicted to the way they touched me and gave me pleasure.
In my heart of hearts I wished that I could be with both of them forever. I didn’t want to go away to another Pack and be given to some stranger. I wanted to stay here and be with Gabriel and Christopher and I didn’t care if the Unbreakable Laws said we would be committing incest—I just wanted to feel safe between their big, muscular bodies forever.
But all good things must come to an end. The very next morning Gabriel’s phone rang and the minute he saw the number on the screen, his whole demeanor changed.
I saw the way the ease and happiness slid away from his face to be replaced by a grim kind of loyalty and I knew at once who was calling.
“Yes Sir?” my stepbrother said.
On my other side, Christopher perked up as well. He’d been sleeping with his big body curled protectively around mine, but now he sat up with an anxious frown.
“I see. Yes, all right,” Gabriel was saying. “Yes, she’s fine.” He glanced down at me and I knew he was talking about me to his father. “No, she didn’t have a Heat Cycle. Yes, Christopher and I have been taking care of her,” he said.
I bit my lip. I could imagine my stepfather’s reaction if he knew exactly how his sons had been “taking care” of me. But of course, Gabriel and Christopher would never tell. And it wasn’t like the three of us had actually broken any laws or really committed incest—they’d just been helping me through a tough time, I told myself uneasily.
“This afternoon?” Gabriel sat up even straighter. “Yes, of course. We’ll see you then. Goodbye, Pack Master.”
When he hung up the phone, his eyes were a hard, metallic silver in the morning sunlight streaming in through his windows.
“Get up,” he said to me and Christopher. “Zoe, go take a shower—a long hot one,” he told me. The Pack Master is going to be back here in just a few hours and he can’t smell our scent on you.” He turned to Christopher. “You strip the bed and put the sheets in the wash. Both of you are moving back to your own rooms immediately.”
“So that’s it?” I sat up in bed, looking at him uncertainly. “It’s just…over?”
“Your partial Heat Cycle is over so you don’t need us anymore,” Gabriel said shortly. “It’s time for us all to go back to our normal lives and forget this ever happened.”
“Forget it ever happened?” Christopher protested. “But Gabe—we’ve been sleeping with Zoe between us for days! We’ve explored every inch of her soft little body—how can we just forget that?”
Gabriel rounded on him.
“Do you want to live, little brother?” he demanded fiercely. “Or do you want the Pack Master to take you and me and Zoe—all three of us—behind the house and shoot us all in the head?”
Christopher paled at that and I saw his Adam’s apple move as he swallowed.
“You don’t have to put it like that, Gabe,” he said uneasily.
“Yes, I fucking do because that’s the way it is! Dios!” My older stepbrother raked a hand through his thick black hair, the tattoos on his muscular biceps writhing like snakes. “Don’t you see? The Pack Master will kill us—all of us—if he finds out what we’ve been doing with Zoe! So this ends now and I don’t want to hear anything else about it ever again.”
“But how can we just forget?” Christopher protested again. “Gabe, the things we did together—”
Gabriel stabbed a finger at me.
“Zoe is going to be sold to Pack Master Moncrieff and we’re never going to see her again! So yes—you might as well forget about our sweet little sister, Christopher, and get over it!”
His words caused a knot of dread to form in my stomach and I wrapped my arms around myself and squeezed hard, as though I was trying to hold myself together. I didn’t know what to say to them—either of them. The past few days together had felt like a little slice of paradise with just the three of us. I had even begun to think that the two of them cared for me.
