Page 78 of Mated to the Kings

“Forceful?” he asks, and I nod. “Baby, that’s not dumb. That’s normal.”

“How’s that normal? I was raped daily for five years, and I got off to a dream of you doing it,” I frown.

“A forced sex kink is very normal for survivors to have,” Daemon says softly, stroking my cheek. “It means that you are seeking out control over the situation. You know we won’t hurt you. You know we will respect your boundaries and listen when you say stop.”

“I like the overwhelming feeling of it with you all,” I say. “It gives my mind a break.”

“Then do you trust us with that? With force?”

“I do,” I say. He glances behind me and smirks.

“Safe word,” he says simply.

“What?”

“It’s a final no. You say it, it’s done. That allows you the freedom to act on the fantasy as a whole and even say no if you want but still have a way to communicate your limit,” he says. “If you can’t speak, you can mindlink.”

“Uh… pineapple,” I say.

“Pineapple it is,” he says. “Use it if you get overwhelmed.”

Before I can say anything, he grabs ahold of my underwear and rips it off of me before Kael does the same to my shirt. I whimper as the sudden force arouses me.

Daemon pulls me on top of him while Kael moves to get behind me. “Woah, woah, woah. Wait. You both can’t fit,” I go to protest, but Daemon slams both of his cocks deep inside of my pussy as Kael covers my mouth and shoves himself into my ass. I scream into his hand as pleasure and pain sweep over my body. They immediately fall into an aggressive pace. Callum comes around to the side of the bed and grabs my face.

“Open wide, my sweet little slut,” he says, rubbing the head of his cock against my lips. When I open my mouth to take him, he begins to fuck my face. I am screaming around his cock as they all relentlessly fuck me. They bring me to my first orgasm so fast that it makes my body convulse.

“Our dirty little witch likes it when we make her scream,” Kael croons as he surges into my ass over and over.

It feels phenomenal to be used this way by my mates. They move with force, but they do it in such a way that I feel safe and secure between them.

I whimper and moan through my muffled screams as orgasms pour out of me. I am positive that everyone in this house can hear us, but I don’t care. I never want this feeling to end, and it doesn’t for a while. I can feel my brain trying to drag me into a vision. I recognize the feeling, so I relax into it as everything goes black.

I feel detached from my body as it rushes through the doors of a warehouse. I can see groups of people huddled in the filth. They are in various states of undress. I can hear the wails as the cracks of whips sound off. My heart breaks as I witness a handful of maidens tied to tables being surrounded by wolf shifters and forced against their will to their sadistic desires. Hundreds of my people are in collars and chains inside the walls of this warehouse. Some appear to be unconscious, but at least they are all alive.

I see a door crack open as shadows move into the building, one by one as the shifters have their collars removed, they turn and run, escaping quietly from this hell.

This vision seems to go on forever; eventually, I come out of it. I am lying on the bed surrounded by all three of my mates; their faces are filled with worry.

“Sorry,” I say with a smile.

“What in the fuck was that?” Kael asks.

“Apparently if you make me come hard enough, I have visions,” I say.

“You’ve been out of it for nearly twenty minutes, Lilith. We almost went and got your dad,” Kael says, and I grin as I sit up.

“Well, you guys fuck like monsters, so take it as a compliment,” I say, laughing, trying to break up the somber mood.

“What did you see?” Daemon asks.

“Someone freeing the fox shifters,” I say. “It was reassurance that I’m on the right path and not rushing things.”

“Why would you be rushing things?” Callum asks. “Have you had other visions?”

“Uhh….” I say slowly, licking my lips as I try to avoid answering the question.

“Lilith! Have you?” Daemon demands.

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