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Groaning at the thought, my cock twitches. I can only imagine how pink his thighs will get, or how his dick will react to being flogged. Shit, I may cum in my pants at the thought. I can’t see anything, my face obscured by River’s abs when rough hands harshly unbutton my pants and yank them down. The sound of a bottle of lube opening makes me shudder, because all I want is to be sandwiched between my alphas right now.

“Fuck, your throat feels so good,” River says. “I bet Camden cums the first time he’s flogged. God, I’m so close to cumming, thinking about his tight ass plugged and his mouth gagged. There’s no reason we can’t play with him while finding out the real reason he’s here.”

“If he’s grown up in a culture where being gay is considered dirty, it’ll fly in the face of everything he’s ever learned,” Brooks agrees as his now lubed fingers rub over my asshole before pushing inside to get me ready for his cock. “Take it all for me.”

My eyes roll as his words rumble over me, forcing me to relax for him. This is my favorite part, the push and pull, the way they make me submit even when I don’t want to. Except, I definitely need it right now.

I’m getting off on being used as they talk about all the ways they’re going to destroy our enemy’s son.

Brooks’ fingers are replaced by his cock, his thick crown spreading me wide as his hips push forward.

“I bet the beta cries when he takes my dick. Maybe we should play a game of chase, take turns fucking him into the dirt,” Brooks mutters.

“I bet the photos of all of this would make some pretty interesting blackmail,” River says. His knot is filling my mouth, and all I can do is suck on it as my fingers dig into his thighs.

My alphas are not forgiving men, and this information will make them even more dangerous. I’ll need to temper their anger and pain, but for now, I’m enjoying their words and their cocks.

They’re painting the perfect picture for Brooks to wrap his fist around my cock and stroke it too.

“I got you,” he purrs in my ear. His hips are pistoning his cock even deeper inside of me, and my moans and cries fill the room.

“We’re going to have the best time with our new employee,” River sighs, grunting as he releases ropes of cum down my throat. He’s lucky I’m thirsty, and I’m a good boy willing to swallow it all down, despite how much there is.

Brooks buries his face in my throat as he fucks me, whispering all the fucked up things he wants to do to Camden as if in prayer. Heavily featured are masks, a spanking bench, and seeing how much abuse the beta’s body can take. I bet he’ll fucking love it, crave it, and beg for more.

That’s half the fun of breaking someone piece by piece, having them realize how fucked up they are that they crave it.

Lifting my face as I gulp in air, my body shudders as I get closer to cumming with Brooks.

“I want to make him ours,” I tell my alphas, moaning as I feel Brooks’ knot flirting with my asshole.

“We will,” River promises, watching as Brooks wraps his hand around my throat to pull me tightly to his chest. “You’re close, Lee. Can’t let a single drop go to waste.”

Dropping to the floor, he sucks my cock down as Brooks continues to fist it, and I yell out as I cum. Brooks groans as he follows me, my ass milking his cock.

Yeah, we’re definitely going to have some fun with the pink-haired beta.

CHAPTERSIX

BROOKS

“Brooks, my man,” Jamie claps my shoulder as he passes. “Ready for the first game of the year?”

“Fuck off.” I growl, narrowing my eyes his way. “I’m not your man. I’m not your anything.”

The fucker just gives me a cocky grin. “Now that's not right. You're my teammate. Therefore I am something to you. Don’t be such a raging dick. We’re supposed to be getting along, like one big happy family.”

“The only thing I want to do with you, is drown you in a fucking lake. Fuck off before I put you on your ass, Cross.” I mutter, already done with his shit.

I’m not in a good mood. I haven’t been for a few days now. Ever since we found out who Camden really is, my head’s been a fucking mess.

I knew something was up with the little beta. No one is that twitchy. He’s so high strung, all you gotta do is sneeze and he’s jumping ten feet in the air.

Now we know why, because he was hiding the fact that he’s the son of our biggest rivals. The very scum of the earth.

After the guys and I left the club, and everything sunk in, I spent hours down in our home gym working out my anger. Clearly, by the way I feel right now, it didn’t completely work.

The more that little fucker pops into my head, the more enraged I get. His father’s the reason we don’t have our mothers. The reason I wake up in a cold sweat every fucking night.

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