Page 8 of Feral Creed

Her smile widens. “Yes, yes, yes.”

Knight’s reaching around to undo my pants and pull them down. My cock is hard and getting harder. I wonder about that, how the prospect of this only seems like a filthy kind of excitement, not like something I’m frightened of.

His finger finds me, finds my asshole, and he probes it.

I gasp. “I need fucking lube, Knight.”

“Yeah, of course,” he says and gets up, leaving the bed.

Lotus sits up. She’s taking off all of her clothes.

I put my face into the blankets. My heart is pounding.

“You too,” she tells me. “You take your clothes off, too.”

I start doing that, obeying her, and it feels good.

“Where’s Striker?” she calls after him.

“He’ll just tell us to stop,” says Knight, who’s voice sounds far away.

“Yeah, but I taped her fucking mouth shut,” says Lotus. “So, she can’t say things to take control of you, ofmyalphas. And we can’t just let her run our lives.”

Knight’s voice is closer. “Let me take Arrow’s anal virginity, and then I’ll go fucking kill her.”

I look back at him, my heart thudding out of rhythm. He’s naked now, too. “What the fuck did you just say?”

“I mean, I am going to be the first in your sweet, untouched little asshole, aren’t I?” He grins at me as he settles onto the bed with five tubes of various kinds of lubrication.

“Wow, that’s… this place is stocked with that, huh?”

“Guess it comes with the territory when you fuck as much as the Polloi does,” he says. “Don’t you trust me to give me your anal virginity, Arrow?” His voice has gotten singsongy, and I huff. He makes a soothing noise. “Shh, I’m going to be so, so gentle with you, baby.”

I shudder. “Are we doing that? Calling each other… that?”

He touches me again, but his finger has lube on it now, and he slips inside me.

I moan.

“I like it,” says Lotus, her voice quiet. “I like ‘baby.’”

“You’re mine, Arrow,” says Knight, his voice deep and soothing. “Let me have you. I’ll be good to you. Trust me.”

It’s weird. He shouldn’t evenbetrustworthy, but I feel like Jell-o as his voice rolls through me. Maybe it’s because he’s pushing his thick forefinger inside me at the same time, and that feels, uh, nicer than I thought it would. It’s an intrusion, sure, and a little uncomfortable and strange, but also, wow,nice. I let out a breathy sound.

“Yeah?” he says.

I moan in response and his finger has got to be really deep in me now.

“You’re ready for another finger, Arrow,” he informs me, and it’s not a question.

“Fuck,” I say.

“That’s hot,” says Lotus. She settles down next to me and kisses me. “I like watching him stretch you.” A pause. “Baby.”

I touch her face. “I like you here, baby. I like you watching. I, uh, like getting stretched.” My voice is a little scratchy on the last bit.

“You’re very tight,” says Knight. His voice is scratchy too. “You’re going to give me this tight, unfucked little asshole, aren’t you? Give it right to me. To your alpha. Isn’t that what you’re going to do?”

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